Quality Love's

Episode 21

*First Trial For The In-Law

Today you asked me to prepare lunch, not only serve on the table but also all kinds of food ingredients I have to process in accordance with my recipe, fortunately, the stock of food in the kitchen is available in full so that it makes it easier for me to create without limits, which is terbesit in my mind at this time may be mamah want to test to where my ability in terms of cooking.

"E..eeh want you to eat my expensive pot!" there was a shocked voice of Sheila's sister who immediately approached me.

"This is my brother, want to cook clear vegetables" I said slowly, even though my heart now seems like I can no longer control it.

"No need, no need! I don't like it, see you touch my furniture" again the snide eye's shot, the more depressed I feel.

"You think I like to see you stay in this house" he continued, the more excited he was to vent his anger against me.

"Hey! oi! Sheila's? what's this noisiness about?" immediately the mother who heard the atmosphere of the kitchen immediately approached us.

"Where is bi Iyem? why isn't she the one cooking today?" maybe already being typical of sister Sheila with the nature of her temperament is even talking in front of mamahpun she tends to look rough.

"Bi iyem holiday, mamah deliberately holiday him today, indeed why if the salwa is cooked?"

"Mah! we don't know how he handles food? is his hand sterile or not? can we even diarrhea if he eats his cooking, keep mama look at my expensive pots, if he is wondering how mah?"

"Already, if we have diarrhea later we go to the hospital, continue if your pot is damaged calm even later mamah change, come on! let's go see you, Salwa? continue your cooking, huh?" not wanting to extend the silatan tongue, mamah also continued to herd kak sheila to rush to the TV room.

Now the wall clock has shown at 11.00 WIB, where all family members are currently eating lunch, with some simple menus that have been presented on the table.

"Yes! delicious cuisine Salwa!" instantly papah praising my cooking suddenly my smile began to widen but besides papah sound mamah who also spoke.

"If according to mamah, the vegetable is still a little salty, continue eggplant if it can not be too mature"

"Yes, the chicken is also too charred so impressed cake there is a bitter taste like that and broth sauce is also still very less seasoned" continued Bela who little I know about the background of the profession, since two years ago he worked as a mentoring chef in one of the papah hotels, well of course the inputs are very valuable to be used as a reference.

In contrast to the Qiyas, he seemed to be silencing and just enjoying my cooking without any expression, he said, maybe it is not his plan to comment on the issue of seasoning and taste of any cuisine that incidentally the scope of a woman's core profession or maybe he does not want to comment because he is still upset with me over the incident last night.

"Nih, later if there is free time, kak bela will give cooking courses for you" said mamah, which of course I immediately welcome with a nod and a smile sumringah, said, sister Sheila who witnessed my behavior was immediately aghast from her seat as if her appetite disappeared instantly.

"Loh! Sheila's full?" not responding to my mother's question, he even rushed to leave the dining room.

"Again diet kali mah" said Bela.

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"O Allah, I miss you Salwa!" fasya's gleeful voice and the tight embrace of her hands made my eyes start to glaze over again, whether there was a wind what dared to drag her body to visit here.

"Kok deserted, people home on where?" asked Fasya, at that moment I also gave a cup of non-cream coffee in front of him, because I know cofee is his favorite drink.

"Loh! where's your husband going?"

"I don't know, he came out without saying goodbye, huufftt, maybe he's still mad at me"

"What are you guys fighting about?" with teary eyes, I also told about the incident last night, how dramatic I and Qiyas were fighting with their mouths to the point that the word divorce began to come out of their mouths.

"Huh!! Divorce..?"

"Allah, your marriage is new as long as the seed has dared to call the word divorce! Hisss..I was getting angry with the man" so furious, Fasya seemed unclean to call the name mas Qiyas.

"Salwa, if she wants to end your household, then you have to be thick with steel to defend your household, there is no other way"

"See, it feels like the wall of my heart is starting to crack, I just understand now, it turns out that falling in love is complicated?"

"Little! don't let the wall break, if the problem is because you fall in love with one side, then you have to build a wall even bigger, you know what I mean, right?" I even held my head up at his words.

"Fasya, if I've moved into the house he later you often look at me well?"

"I can't promise Salwa, you know, I'm working now, but I'm sure I'll be there, how do you keep your mother-in-law? still judes?"

"Actually mamah tuh not like what I think at the beginning, mamah tu his people are good just a little assertive anyway, even to his children mamah be firm"

"Thank God it was like that"

After a few hours of chatting, Fasya finally said goodbye to go home, from the look in his eyes he seemed to be able to feel how depressed I was at this time.

*****

In this luxurious room, I was just lying on a swing that he purposely made for my bed for a while, there was no talk of anything that happened just the sound of the TV that occasionally adorned the atmosphere of silence tonight, even all day last he did not speak to me at all, but whatever it was, whatever it was, there is nothing else that makes me nervous other than the temperature of this room is too cold, I am not accustomed to the AC wind bursts will certainly feel shivering all over my body.

"Couldn't you turn off the AC?" I said but again he ignored me with a haughty look as if I was being funny in front of him, somehow this genius man was too stupid to appreciate the feelings of a weak woman like me.

"You want to see me freeze to death here?"

"Hey! it's my room, which makes the rules I'm not you, your inner problems, it's none of my business, okay?"

Like there is no solution, just wasting energy when talking to him, I also continued my lying position until my eyes and body began to agree to sleep.

**********To be Continue**********