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Ampela Ati

Next day.

Dion had become quiet and did not say much, ever since Syakila scolded him last night.

When I woke up, I went to the bathroom to wash my face. After that, he went to the kitchen.

While Dion who was still wrapped in a blanket, woke up and immediately grabbed his phone that was on the nightstand.

He turned on his phone and opened his Instagram. His saliva seemed to want to come out when he saw a picture of sambal ati ampela on the screen of his phone.

His heart wanted the food, but he could not possibly tell it to Syakila. He felt afraid when he remembered Syakila's face which he thought was really scary when angry.

"Aw.. Why is this sambal so tempting," he murmured while rolling on the bed.

"Where should I look for him? I want to," he said. "If I order Online, Syakila will know! And he'll be back angry because I want something else." he continued.

Dion kept rolling around like a child playing. Instantly he got an idea.

"Mothers.. Yes mother. I'm going there and I'm going to ask you to make it" she said with a big smile.

"Darling.." call Syakila who surprises Dion. "Bring first, we have breakfast already," Syakila added.

Dion quickly got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. But he forgot to turn off his phone.

"Huh.. Habits! After playing mobile phone is not in matiin." Shakila's nag.

"What'sthis? Dion saw the food, did he want to eat this?" Syakila frowned as she looked at her Husband's flaming phone screen.

These few days, Dion no longer experienced nausea. But he became a voter. Yes.. Like last night, Syakila became upset at him for continuing to want this and that, until finally her choice fell on the eggs of the cow's eye. But again Syakila became increasingly upset because it was always wrong.

"Loh! You going to Mas' office?" ask Syakila.

Dion just nodded, he became quiet not much to say.

"Yes, have breakfast first. I made fried rice for you" Syakila said as she handed her husband a plate of fried rice. "Sorry, baby, the food's gone, so we'll eat this first. Take the afternoon I shop," continued Syakila.

But again Dion just nodded.

Syakila scrunched her forehead. There was something strange about her husband.

Dion did not eat his food, he looked at the fried rice and turned to Syakila who was standing across the dining table right in front of him.

"Why Mas? You don't want to eat fried rice? Or do you want something?" syakila asked as she approached her husband.

"No! I don't want anything." lead Dion, and then he steals a spoonful of fried rice and forcibly swallows it.

Not wanting to make his wife angry, quickly and forced to finish the fried rice.

Syakila kept looking at her husband's face. "Why Dion? Why did he change, was I wrong?" ask Syakila in your heart.

"Mas, what the hell are you doing? You're angry with me, aren't you? Usually you're chatty now diem!" syakila.

Dion gulped down a glass of water that was nearby. "I don't papa, yes I've been to the office first yes," said Dion after gulping the water.

Dion immediately started the engine of his car, then left the apartment.

He went to Raka's company, his intention later, he would go home early. And want to go to his father and mother's house.

Shortly thereafter, he arrived at the Raka Company.

Before he entered the Company, he chose to wear a mask first. He did not want his nose to smell strange smells that would make his stomach churn.

All employees bowed when Dion entered the company's lobby. Because they all knew that Dion was one of the important people in the company.

"Wih.. You can enter again!" said Tuti who saw Dion's arrival "Where? Did you eat?" ask her later.

"Does it off." lead Dion "Then is there?" ask Dion.

"There, all the employees haven't come in this morning. He was there" said Tuti.

Dion immediately entered without permission first into Raka's room.

"Ehh.. You're already in? Your leave is still long" Raka told Dion, who was about to sit her butt on the couch.

"I'm tired and bored at home. Besides, I've been much better." lead Dion.

"A..!" call Dion.

"Hmmm.. Why?" Raka turned her gaze from the Laptop to Dion.

"I want this!" said Dion quietly while pointing at the picture on his phone.

"To the House," said Raka.

"Cock to the House!" exclaiming Dion.

"Yes, in the house Aira cooked it. But I don't eat breakfast when I want to eat her cooking." Raka looked down sad.

"I went there, I wanted to eat. At home I was in the same rage Syakila, what a horrible woman," Dion said shuddering in horror at the anger of his wife.

"Whatever!" ketus Raka then continued his Work.

With a carefree face, Dion walked out of Raka's room.

"Yes, go to Raka's house and find his wife." lead Dion.

"Why what?" ask tuti.

"I want to sleep in Raka's House." lead Dion while grinning Horse.

"Huh.. Fuck up! Why come here if you go again" muttered Tuti.

Half an hour later.

Dion arrived in front of Raka and Aira's residence.

He pulled the bell many times.

And Krekk.!!

Aira opened the door.

"Ehh.. Brother Dion! Same who? Where's kila?" ask Dion.

"I'm alone, hee." said Dion and then grinned. "I came here to tell Raka, he said you were cooking this," continued Dion while showing the picture he wanted.

"Oos.. Brother Dion wants to eat that. Come on in" said Aira.

Dion walked right in, following Aira into the kitchen.

Aira took out all the contents of the dining cabinet.

Dion's eyes sparkled when he saw the chili Ati Ampela he wanted.

He quickly filled his plate with full rice and gave a lot of sambal on it.

"Aira, I want to wash my hands and eat it" he said, taking off the suit he was wearing.

Aira smiled, then she took Dion a bowl of water for Dion to wash his hands.

"Thank you Aira, you are the best. Not like Kila, she's upset I kept at home. Scared me and finally this morning I ate fried rice because I was forced to be afraid of her," Dion told Aira.

Aira let out a long breath and then exhaled.

"Basar Kila, I must teach him a lesson," Aira scolded inwardly.

An hour later.

Dion went back to the office.

After Dion's departure, Aira called Syakila, and scolded her all out.

"Hallo Kila" said Aira.

"Why Ai? Tumben call?" ask Syakila.

"Tumben tumben, what are you, brother Dion? How did he tell me, if you were angry with him. All the while he's forced to eat the food you're making out of fear." Aira scolded Syakila.

"Loh! Dion's been there? He said he went to the office" Syakila said.

"Yes, he went to the office. Raka kept telling him to come here because he wanted to eat Ati Ampela sambel, luckily I made it this morning. You should be thankful you didn't have a craving and Dion's brother said, you don't feel sorry for him!?" Again Aira spoke loudly.

"Sorry.. I didn't mean to. I'm tired of Ai too, having to give her everything she wants. Who was pregnant I was when I also had to bother." lead Syakila did not want to be blamed.

"Worse you, don't understand either. That's hard, Kila! Try to think, if you are craving, you are willing not to eat and not drink, must be vomiting and dizziness constantly," said Aira.

Finally Syakila understood and regretted, she knew why from last night Dion had become quiet.

"I understand Ai, I'll apologize for Mas Dion" Syakila said.

After hearing Syakila's regret, Aira turned off the phone.

In the afternoon, Dion returned to the apartment.

He was warmly welcomed by Syakila.

"Udah Mas, you must be tired," said Syakila while taking over the briefcase that Dion brought.

"I'm not tired" said Dion.

"You want what? Let me make it," bargained Syakila.

"I don't want anything." lead Dion.

"I'm sorry I talked rudely to you, I shouldn't be like that," Syakila hugged her husband's body tightly.

"You don't have to apologize, I should have apologized for making you bother and now I promise I won't bother you" Dion said, replying to his wife's arms.

Shortly afterwards, there was a cry Syakila who was in her husband's arms.

His body trembled, he regretted having scolded Dion last night.

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