Replacement Ribs

89. Weird Request

"It seems like you are so special to him that he will come to you when he knows you are married" Tristan said cynically.

"I didn't think about you. Everything you say about him is nothing bad. Even though Nabila only knows how to behave. I must suspect lest you keep a heart for her."

Kirana looked up to hear her husband's accusations.

"That's not true."

"Then what is right? Why do you praise him if you don't like him? He's not as good as you say."

Kirana. Given the ugliness of Ravi, Kirana was forced to turn back her memory will go back to the past few years. It was probably the unluckiest day of his life. When a message came in on behalf of one of his friends. Asking Kirana to wait after coming home from college in the afternoon because she needs Kirana's help with the task. And that hit actually happened. The message was from Ravi. Which traps Kirana to stay on campus until late at night.

"Then?" tanya Tristan is furious waiting for a story from Kirana.

"She's trying to be indecent with me" Kirana said.

Tristan's face grew even more stiff. "Continue?"

"I'm…"

"I what?!" Tristan was getting more and more excited because Kirana was silent while looking down.

"I beat him unconscious."

Tristan was stunned to hear Kirana's words. "Seriously? What did you wear to pass out?" Tristan could not hide his curiosity.

"Wear the same hands feet. Was ah! I'm so sorry I talked to her." Kirana gets off the couch. Tristan pulled his hand back. Until she slammed into her husband's lap.

"Try to show me how you beat him unconscious?" tanya Tristan teases Kirana. He did not even know if his wife could martial arts. For almost a year living together many things are still hidden in his wife.

"Don't fuck with me!" Kirana pretended to rebuke and then moved from her husband's lap.

"Huu..fear!" Tristan chuckled and then followed Kirana who went up to the bed.

"Listen to Papa, Sam. Don't make your mother angry, you might get beat up."

Kirana clucked as she pushed Tristan's body away from the sleeping baby.

"Eat there first, Mommy? You're not back at the office?"

Tristan nodded slowly. Every afternoon if there was free time he would definitely take the time to go home to see his son. Even if you have to travel a long distance. But when he arrived home and found Sam asleep, he was reluctant to return to the office before taking the child to joke.

"Go to the office, okay?"

"Huh?! It's you, Mas. Sam who is it? Bi Elis is alone."

"Given all. Still misses him."

Kirana. "So when you come home just miss him? Same as me?"

No need to ask with persuasion. Because Kirana feels the same way. Missing Tristan who always touched her gently accompanied by praise that made her drift more.

"I think I'm running out of this to install KB, Mas. Afraid suddenly Sam had a younger sister" Kirana said shortly after Tristan's body rolled to her side.

"Can. Later in the afternoon we go to the doctor. I didn't go back to the office. There was Nabila."

Tristan lazy disease is indeed more frequent recurrence lately. After the birth of the ocean. Moreover, seeing the baby can already smile and speak. All day long, he wanted to spend time with his son. Going to the office is the hardest thing for him right now.

Kirana shuffled down from the bed to clean herself up. Then it follows Tristan who is following him. Bathing together is a ritual that they often do. Although it should take longer because there are too many interludes.

"Eat first, Mas, ' Kirana said seeing Tristan about to return to bed after drying his hair.

The man went up on the bed. He followed Kirana who came out of the room to the dining table.

"Hmm..this must be you who cook," guess Tristan saw the texture and color of the cuisine that is different from the usual cooked Bi Elis. Although both vegetables are asem, but if Kirana who cooks the sauce looks more clear.

"No likes, huh?" ask Kirana doubtfully.

Tristan thins his lips. Looking at Kirana's face that was not confident with her cooking. "Whatever you cook, I eat. Don't pout that. The beauty is gone."

"Yes, yeah. I'm not pretty." Kirana closes the lid of the vegetables and rice.

"Kok closed again? I'm gonna eat, honey."

"Not to be eaten. My cooking isn't as good as Bi Elis' cooking."

"God! Are you jealous of Bi Elis?" Tristan chuckles. "Bi! Kirana's jealous of Auntie, here!" he then shouted at Bi Elis who was lifting a clothesline behind the house.

Kirana smothered her husband's mouth for a moment. "Goddess!"

Tristan was blown away after his wife's hand stopped smothering him. "Eating up the man now eats his cooking. After that eat the person again," as he continued while sipping a piece of fried tempeh.

Kirana. Fill her husband's plate with a spoonful of rice and add the asem vegetable. Although it looked different, he was sure that it did not feel dubious. While cooking earlier, he asked Bi Elis to test the flavor several times.

"Enak" Tristan said, though he was not asked to rate Kirana's cuisine.

"Tomorrow to cook again, yes. Vegetables that my mother used to cook. The leaves we take in the rice fields," he continued.

"Then tomorrow we go back to the village" said Kirana heard her husband's strange request that Kirana cook genjer leaves.

"There's nothing here?"

Kirana raised her shoulders. Because he had never found a water plant in the market.

"Ok, next month we take Mentari there Mama also vacation there." Tristan's words made Kirana sparkle for a moment.