Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

211. Have a meal

"Yes, Pi." Mami Yeri nodded with a nod of her head. "Where Mami's on a diet, Mami's going to avoid dinner."

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A few minutes later, Joe's car finally stopped right in front of Ustad Yunus' house.

The reason Sandi stopped there is because there is a fried rice trader, who always goes every day. The distance between Ustad Yunus' house and his house was quite close.

"Why stop here, San? And whose house is this?" papi Paul asked in surprise, because the house in front of him looked foreign.

"That's the house of Om Jonah, sir. Come down, sir," take Sandi who has removed her seatbelt, and get off first.

Papi Paul, Abi Hamdan, Mami Yeri and Umi Maryam who carried Robert came down together from the car. Soon, a black car ridden by Joe and Syifa arrives. And they came down too.

"Is it ready, Pakde, the fried rice?" ask Sandi to a middle-aged man who is busy with his vows. There were two people there as well, a man and a woman who seemed to be in line with fried rice.

"This is one more, San. After this you will make" replied the merchant.

"Joe ... actually we want to do the hell to Ustad Yunus' house? And that's Sandi again why?" asked Papi Paul who looked confused. He watched Sandi with a frowning frown.

"Lho, I've said I want to take Papi to eat well."

"Eating well in people's homes?"

"Maybe the Jojon would like to eat his fried rice at Yunus Ustad's house, sir" guessed Abi Hamdan who chimed in.

"Fried rice?" Papi Paul is confused.

"Well you are, Joe!" Mami Yeri made a sound and sounded so loud. "So you want us all to eat fried rice? From the merchant?" he added while pointing at what he meant by an unexpected look.

"Yes." Yeah." Joe nodded quickly with a cheerful face. "I wanted to get us together and eat it directly in the frying pan, Mi."

"Jeez Joe!" Papi Paul immediately tepok jidat. "That's right! Have eaten fried rice street vendors, plus eat it in the dish directly again! You want to get us all poisoned, huh?!"

"Communication period? This is weird Papi."

"Look at the sighting, Joe!" Papi Paul pointed at the fried rice wagon with a look of disdain. "Definitely not hygienic, it looks really dirty!"

"But you can't say that, Pi." Syifa rebuked her father-in-law, certainly in a soft voice. "I'm the same Abi often buy kok with Pakde this fried rice seller. And the proof is that we are healthy. Besides that it tastes good too."

"Syifa really, sir." Abi Hamdan chimed in. And besides Joe, he was also a person who was very enthusiastic about eating together. Because his stomach is hungry. "The fried rice is delicious. But compared to my wife's fried rice, ... more delicious made by my wife," he added while raising his eyebrows looking at Umi Maryam who had been holding Robert since. The boy was even seen sleeping.

"You're good or you don't care, Fa!" Papi Paul was angry. "The food is hygienic and must be dirty!"

"Udah deh, Pi, don't talk about hygienic. Don't be so clean." Joe seemed to be starting to boil his emotions. It was upset to see the behavior of the Papi. Because what he wanted, the man was quite obedient so that they could eat together immediately.

"Lha, what did Papi say was wrong, huh? Cleanliness's the main thing, Joe. If it's good, it's number two" Papi Paul said.

"I know. But Papi himself once ate food that had fallen to the floor, continuing to be picked up again. The reason is not five minutes. What does that mean? Is it hygienic?"

"It's a different concept, Joe."

"What is the concept? Same people. The name of the food that had fallen was especially on the floor 'would be just as dirty and already unhygienic, Pi!" firmly Joe.

"The floor of Papi's house is clean, Joe. Don't be careless when you talk. Just stay n't—"

The middle-aged man beside Sandi had already brought fried rice full of rentijan. The object was then taken to the terrace of the house, which already had a mat lying down there.

The existence of a mat there of course from the initiative Sandi, who borrowed a mat belonging to his grandmother to wear tonight.

"Wih .. I think it's good." Joe had swallowed his saliva with sparkling eyes. The steaming cooking steam really made his stomach even more crackling. Soon, he headed there and pulled Syifa's hand, and sat down with Lesehan. "Look quickly gathered here. We eat together" he added.

"Before you eat, Abi wants to go to the bathroom first, yes, Jon. Abi wants to pee and take ablution" said Abi Hamdan, then looked at Sandi. "Can't you, San, I'm hitching a ride to the bathroom? And is there a Jonah Ustad inside?" He pointed to the front door of the house that had been sealed shut since.

"You want to eat everything, Bi?" ask Joe wonder.

"It's okay, Jon."

Abi Hamdan of course remember, if he had sex earlier and had not been to the bathroom.that's why he wanted to ride to the bathroom.

"Well, do you want to go to the bathroom yourself? Make the same piss take wudhu?" ask him to his wife.

"Umi was at home, Bi," replied Umi Maryam.

"Let me drive, Tad. I also want to bring you drinking water." Sandi stepped forward towards the door, then reached into her pants pocket to retrieve a key.

"Indeed the house is empty, huh, San? Where is Ustad Jonah and Uminya?"

"Om Yunus sleeps in the mosque, Tad. That Grandma Mae is staying at my house."

After the door of the house was successfully opened, Sandi then took Abi Hamdan into it.

"Pak ... make another plate of fried rice for Sandi, yes!" pinta Joe to the rice merchant. It does not taste good, if you see Sandi does not eat, while others eat.

"Good, sir." The fried rice merchant nodded, then headed for his wagon again.

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A few minutes later, they all ended up sitting down together in a circle and the fried rice pan was in the middle.

Sandi herself did not come, she sat on a bench next to the fried rice cart. And the plan is to eat there. Because the mat also seems not to fit, if added with him.

Beside the fried rice pan there was already a jar containing emping crackers, a kettle of water along with some glasses and everyone who sat down with the lesehan each holding a spoon.

"Look we eat now and don't forget to read the do'a," Joe invited then began to spoon the fried rice on the pan.

"What's robert, Joe? He's still sleeping."

Maryam's greeting stopped Joe's hand movement. And it was true what he said, Robert was still sleeping in his lap right now.

"Let me wake up, Mi," said Joe. His hand was stretched out toward his son, then rubbed his bald coconut while patting his cheek back and forth. "Robert Darling .. ayok kita—"

"Not built, Joe. Pity her," interrupted Mami Yeri who also held her son's hand to stop the movement.

"Yes. Daritadi Papi watch Robert sleep on and look good." Papi Paul chimed.

"It's okay, Mi, Pi." Joe looked chuckled. He pulled out his hand, to release his arm. "Robert has to get up, it's okay for a second too. He has to eat, later if he does not eat tomorrow he can be angry because he is not invited," added Joe, then pat his son's arm while shaking it. "Robert .. wake up, honey. Let's eat fried rice together, before you run out."

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