SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 43: A Gift from In-Law

Not noticeably, the sun had risen above the sky and started to reveal itself. Smooth moving white clouds decorate the sky of Jakarta. This is a Sunday where a couple chose to shop for household needs at the supermarket in the mall.

"It's like good, huh! More discounts too!" Karen took one of the items that there is a discounted price of up to 50%.

Darren pulls the discount item Karen just picked up, then returns it in the basket. "What did you take this stuff for? Is it just because of the discount? Reduce komsumtif culture excessively! Lest we forget ourselves to have spent items that are not needed just because of a discount!"

"Yes, yeah, geez, deh, economist." Karen pursed her lips while pushing the trolley.

Karen was busy picking fresh chicken. The plan, he will make fried chicken flour ala KFC. He headed to the cooking spice rack for ingredients according to the recipe he saw in the cooking account.

"Why not buy all-purpose flour directly? Let the cooking not be too complicated," said Darren when Karen was busy choosing spices.

"Sir Lecturer, everything I've taken is a secret spice recipe from KFC, so don't take it!"

Karen and Darren quit the supermarket after they finished buying basic household necessities. When she was about to ride the escalator, Karen accidentally saw Farel— Nadya—'s boyfriend halfway along with another girl. The man even embraced the friendly girl beside him. Karen took her phone and hurriedly photographed Farel remotely.

"Why do you take photos of people without permission? It's a privacy violation, you know!" tegur Darren saw his wife's actions.

"Sstt .. This is Nadya's boyfriend who I told. This is as proof that again the road with each other girls. Nadya should know!" said Karen.

Upon arrival at home, Karen rushed to put up an apron and prepared to cook vigorously. He put his phone on top of the kitchen set while playing back a cooking video he had repeated more than ten times.

Darren stood behind his wife, leaning his chin against her shoulder.

"You want help, right?"

"No!"

"Remain unassisted?"

"Wouldn't! Anyway you are quiet. Lunch this time is the result of chef Karen's cooking," said Karen while patting her chest with confidence.

"Yes, that's it. Spirit, yes!"

Darren starts packing things, as next week they will move into a new house gifted by grandfather and Oma. Karen was busy dabbling with spices. The kitchen is always neat, suddenly like a tsunami. Wheat flour and other cooking spices scattered everywhere. Not to mention, every time you have to hear the sounds of fencing from pots, teflon, and other kitchen utensils that fall to the floor.

Karen started frying the chicken that had been marinated and smeared with flour. Suddenly he remembered a picture of Farel with another woman. He took his cell phone and sent the photo to Nadya.

Shortly thereafter, Nadya responds to Karen's photo. He said he broke up with the man and didn't want to find out anything about him. Surprised by what Nadya said, Karen immediately called her.

"So seriously you broke up Farel?" ask Karen over the phone line.

"Yes, right, you're the one who turned it on yourself."

"Crazy! You're so cool to be able to get away from that model guy!"

"Just don't let you be like me. By the way, Feril likes you. Be more aware, huh! Fortunately, you rejected him, because his brother was like that. I kicked them out of our WA group, too." Nadya suddenly alludes to Feril, their upperclassman who is always after Karen.

Karen kept chatting with Nadya until she forgot that she was frying chicken. Suddenly, Darren's screams came from the room.

Instantly, Karen turned to the stove. "Oh, Gosh! My chicken!" panicked shouting.

Five minutes later, Karen and Darren stare tragically at the KFC-style chicken that has been served on the table.

"It's not Kentucky fried chicken, it's Zimbabwe fried chicken. So if you cook again, don't be left gossiping!" darren said as he shook his head.

This time Karen did nothing. He just bowed sadly, because for the umpteenth time the results of his cooking failed miserably. Seeing his wife's expression like that, Darren immediately embraced her.

"Udah, we go-food aja, yuk," he persuaded while stroking his wife's head.

At the same time, their apartment bell rang. Darren opened the door immediately. Apparently the one who came was Valen's mom.

"Happy birthdays! Sorry, my mom said it too late!" exclaim mami Valen with a splashy style as usual.

Mami Valen barged in while carrying her luggage. He approached Karen who was standing in a doldrums in front of the dining table.

"Karen darling, what are you doing?" Valen's mami's eyes were suddenly fixed on the rooster presented on the table. "Well, where did you buy fried chicken? How come the chicken is bad like it's done with that doom?" mami Valen asked as she looked up at Karen's chicken.

The unfiltered words of Valen's mother suddenly irritated Karen. "Why are you here?"

"Oh, yes, my mom almost forgot. Here, mommy came with a birthday present for your husband." Mami Valen opened one of the bag papers and showed a couple nightgown. "This is pajamas import Korea. Because you are married, so the gift mami buyin a pair to always be compact. Funny, right?"

"Ih, that's so funny, Mommy!" said Karen who was happy with the gift given by her mother.

Darren could only show a sour look. Because the pajamas awarded to them it has a motive Micky Mouse. For a young couple it may be suitable, but not with him who has matured.

Mami Valen turned towards Darren. "Where's Darren? You like it, right? Duh, mami so shadow you sleep while wearing this, must be very nervous!"

Darren smiled forcefully while nodding. "Thank you for the gift, Mi," he said, who then sipped mineral water because his throat suddenly dried up to see his in-laws' sleeping suit.

"There's more! This is Karen's papi for you." Mami Valen shows another bag paper, "this is a strong and durable medicine from Canada. Let your bed relationship be more harmonious," said Valen's mother while closing her mouth because she giggled.

The gift given by his father-in-law, successfully made Darren spray the water he was drinking until coughing.

Mami Valen hurriedly said, "Don't worry! Karen never told you anything about the secrets of your bed. This is just a papi initiative, because your age is quite far from Karen. Fear is easy to limp and can not match Karen's energy. This is my experience with Papi. Because of your age, it's almost the same as our age."

Again, Valen's mom giggled with his slippery talk. While Darren could only be gasped with his sharply rounded eyes receiving absurd gifts from his in-laws.

"Oh, yeah, listen, you guys want to move house, huh? That's nice! Renting an apartment per month, right, is expensive!" mami Valen.

"Mommy knows where, anyway? Keep on knowing where Darren came from yesterday's birthday?" karen asked curiously because she remembered she had not told her mother anything.

"Eh, you forgot, yes, if your neighbor is your gossip mama!"

Karen's eyes popped out instantly. "Oh, so the aunt next to the apartment reported to Mami? I often want to be in my daily activities. Kirain because she cares, not because she's a spy mami!"

"Not yet to know, yes, if in this day and age the eyes and mouth of the neighbor is more updated and sophisticated than Japanese-made CCTV!" mami Valen said while chuckling.