Quality Love's

Episode 33

*18 Food Menu

"'Shodaqallahul!" slowly I close with the close of this book, while I kiss the surface that still tells the smell of mothballs that are often used by Umi at home first, I also smile flashily considering my childhood with Umi, for some reason after reading the Qur'an I felt peace in my heart and mind.

"Non, sorry to disturb" suddenly bi Lijah made a sound from the front door, he was quite reluctant to step inside, he said, even I who was still wearing face began to be aghast and walked a little in a hurry to get to him.

"What's the matter bi?" ask me slowly.

"Auntie just want to tell you, Mr. Qiyas just came home, but in the parking lot just aunty had seen there was a girl who nganterin mr. Qiyas, already so they are also non-chipiki!"

"Huum.yeah bi, thank you!"

No longer lingering, I immediately put my Koran on the closet, then I try to strengthen this heart by saying Istighfar many times, he said, after that I also went out of the room to meet the mas Qiyas who was taking off his shoes in front of the door.

"Where did you come home? Have you prayed Maghrib yet?" he just focused on taking off his socks without an answer to my question just now.

"So mama and Bela came here, mamah also nanyain you just I said to mamah I don't know where you are" I said again, this time he began to raise his face towards me, after he finished removing his socks he then stood up straight while continuing to look at me with a cynical look, seeing his irritated expression I then fell silent and locked my mouth tightly.

He then walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and sipped a glass of water, slowly stepping onto the dining table, when he opened the hood of food he saw the dishes boudin blanch and stoemp that I had served on a plate with all the ornaments of cut leaves that increasingly evocative appetite, for a long time he stared at the dish.

"Eat that, I cook for you, I know that's your favorite dish, right?" I said as I approached him, but he quickly closed the hood and ignored me by walking into his room, I just sighed watching his cold attitude, I did not run out of ways I also intended to wait for him to go out of the room and eat this dish.

About 5 hours I've been asleep pules at the dinner table, now I also began to wake up and rubbed into my two eyelids while occasionally I was so difficult to open my eyes because of the glare with the light of this very bright lamp.

"Huh yeah?" I was a little surprised when I saw the kitchen set, but instead of moving I fell silent again with my two balls of eyes that almost closed again and my head that began to swing to the left made me more aware of the drowsiness that continues to bind me at this time.

"Astaghfirullah how can I fall asleep here anyway" I mumbled softly, I open the hood of the food in front of me at this time, the dish nothing changed still looks neat as at the beginning I presented it earlier this afternoon, with a shabby face I also walked to the room to continue my sleep that is still hanging.

*****

After preparing breakfast, I also sat down for a moment while looking again at the sheet of paper given by Qiyas yesterday which contains a menu list that I have to cook tonight.

"Douh.he told me to cook this much for what the hell!" I muttered as I folded the menu paper back and put it in my pants pocket, not long after that Qiyas walked over, even I who still use the cooking apron was also sitting sweet to eat breakfast with him.

As usual, if Salwa and Qiyas were in one room, then the thing they did the most was silence, so quiet the atmosphere I could hear the sound of breathing coming out of his nose, I finally started to make a sound.

"Because last night you ignored the 2nd condition then today you are ready to get sanctions" he said then looked at me, I'm sure he really understands what I mean, especially if it is not about the typical Belgian food that is not touched at all by him, I have tried to prepare the dish with great difficulty but there is nothing he gives for my fatigue, it is, let alone tasting it, even just a thank you speech almost not thrown at all from his mouth.

"Please deh.I'm not kidding right now" he said.

"You think I'm kidding? from the beginning we have agreed right, there is a rule there are sanctions, if there are only rules without sanctions, then one of us will be ceaselessly reneging on the rules that we have agreed to together" I continued to reinforce a little.

"Ok, now what do you want with the sanctions?"

"You should accompany me to buy ice cream chocholate this afternoon, not far away just at the intersection of four doang about 800 meters from here" this time I looked excited with my broken smile I looked at the face of mas Qiyas who only looked flat.

"Sorry I can't, I'm in a hurry now, and I'm likely to be home later in the afternoon" her reply sounded short, dense and flat.

"I don't care" and I'm still muddled by my decision

"You think I care?" he pressed my words out loud, immediately he was aghast from his seat, he took his wallet and put a million rupiah on the table.

"Now, take the money buy it yourself, so the sanctions are over, right?" he said casually as he passed leaving me alone, he thought money could solve everything, when what I needed right now was not money but the figure of a husband who was really a husband.

*****

This afternoon, bi Lijah accompanied me to the market to buy all the food ingredients and cake ingredients that have been listed in the records of the Qiyas mas that I currently hold, even bi Lijah also helped me to prepare dishes there are at least 15 food menus and 3 types of cakes that mas Qiyas wrote on a sheet of contemporary paper.

"Non how much cooking, this wants a celebration event huh?" tanya bi Lijah was astonished.

"I also don't know bi, the feeling there is no celebration of anything, yes follow what he wants, aunt knows myself I'm the same mas Qiyas tuh how, how, let alone want to know his business, hum bertegur aja sometimes, sometimes not sometimes"

"But I'm amazed as non Salwa, very patient ngadepin mas Qiyas attitude" I just fell silent to the praise of bi Lijah which I think is very excessive, while continuing to beat the cake dough that almost expands.

The relaxing clove that happened between me and bi Lijah was quite a tired bidder today, at least we almost finished all the cooking, only two more menus are currently still on the process.

When my two legs began to feel sore, now I choose to rest for a moment while occasionally I massage my two calves, in contrast to bi Lijah he almost did not take a break, to rest, since then he was seen pacing back and forth preparing all the dishes.

"Bi, if tired of rest first, do not need to be forced" I said a little helpless.

"Nothing non, aunt mah if the matter of cooking-cooking is very spirit non, the important thing is not to be sure to wash this much clothes heheh" heheh, he said, I just smiled at the cuteness of bi Lijah.