Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)

Making Braised Chicken in Coconut Milk (Chicken Port)

Something we hope, we want, will not happen. Life will not go our way. Not living in the world name if we do not have any problems, live smoothly and safely only. It was impossible, only the dead felt that way.

Word for word was thrown from the lips of Bude who advised and encouraged Khansa.

Khansa who remained calm struggled in the kitchen, cooking Chicken Opor as she cooked at the time. A million wishes he had on a Braised Chicken In Coconut Milk.

"Well, my best friend is really focused when it comes to cooking," teased Fitria in the middle of the kitchen atmosphere is so calm.

"Fitria ...."

"Hm ...."

"I used to want to be a doctor . so I could heal the wounds of many people."

"Yes the same, I'm also Khansa," Fitria's attention now focused entirely on her best friend.

"If now my reason has turned a little, then,"

"So what is it?" fitria's forehead is now frowning.

"My reason for being a doctor now, because my desire is only to heal the wounds and make me happy ... Sister Ramadhan," with a smile on Khansa's lips.

"I'm nauseous Khansa, rich is not Ramadhan who suffered from amnesia. You're also rich in Sa, having amnesia leading to bucin, hahahaha." Fitria got out of her seat, grabbed the mineral water from the refrigerator and drank it immediately.

Khansa's eyes were glazed over after Fitria said so, Fitria who realized that there was a mimic change in Khansa's face immediately rushed over to him.

“I have a wrong talk ya?”

“Ga really, you are not wrong to say Fit. I am sure God will not burden his servant beyond his ability, I am sure .. someday, my husband's memory will surely return.”

The tears just fell, but as quickly as possible Khansa wiped them away. Hoping, if he quickly wiped his tears. So she quickly swept away her bitter and sad reality about her husband who did not remember her at all.

"For Allah nothing is impossible, right Khansa? Something that we sometimes find very unlikely to materialize, God will be able to easily manifest if we are confident in His power."

"True Fit, ni by the way already mateng. Try the tastings first yuk." Alternately Khansa and Fitria tasted the taste of the chicken opor.

"Well, it's really good Khansa .. ih-I'm so good. You're good at cooking now,"

"It could be, sorry I don't have a dime fit. Give tips to you."

"Asem, if there's no spare change. Big money is also fine, I gladly accept it .. ahahahaha," a small laugh broke out from the two thick-browed women.

The fragrant aroma of cooked cooking filled the entire household, "Khansa, can I eat ga? Laper nih ...." Fitria asked as she held onto her stomach which started rumbling.

"Ga don't Sa, I can take it myself." Phitria half ran to grab a plate, then slowly began to fill the empty plate with a few spoons of rice.

As the phone broke the silence in the kitchen area, Khansa glanced at Fitria's phone lying near the refrigerator.

"Fit, phone from Azka" Khansa told the owner of the phone.

"Let's just say, I'm giggling maem."

"Key,"

Khansa immediately grabbed Fitria's phone, pressing the green button to receive the incoming call.

"Hallo assalamualaikum Fit,"

"Waalaikumsalam Azka, here I am Khansa."

"Oh, Sa. How's it? Was mateng? I'm done praying Friday, laper." Vaguely Khansa could hear if the voice of the man on the other end of the phone was chuckling.

"It's ripe Azka, this Fitria is also again eating. You come here, eat first. We just got back to the hospital."

"Okey, ready, princess. Assalamualaikum,"

"Getishalight." How shocked Khansa was when the phone line had been cut off.

Boby's photo is still clearly displayed on the main screen of the phone owned by Fitria. Khansa thought that Fitria had completely forgotten Boby, but her conjecture was wrong.

"Ehem, the picture is still in the gallery .. it's still wallpaper on the main screen, but dear. The guy's gone ...." Khansa maledek Fitria while preparing a serving of rice along with chicken opor for Azka. Then put Fitria's phone back on the table.

"Uhuk ... uhuk .. uhuk ...."

Fitria immediately choked with the food she was still chewing.

"Huge ...! See Boby's picture, right? Cann't fuck me, please don't bully me Sa ...." With flushed red cheeks resisting the embarrassment of Fitria clamoring.

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