Stuck in Matchmaking

baby breath white

I received a catering order from my college friend for his first son's aqiqah event of a thousand dus, and I have to deliver it tomorrow morning around ten. That's why tonight me and some of my chefs and employees will be overtime until eleven in the evening, and will be followed up at four in the morning.

When I was busy preparing for the dus, there was a ringing of bells coming from the direction of the door. I know who's coming, because other than Aksa, there's no one to hide that wild bell.

The voice made me who was holding the steps reflex turned towards the entrance of the kitchen, and I saw Aksa still wearing her snail stepping up to me. His right hand was carrying a briefcase that I knew contained his medical equipment.

"You're overtime tonight?" ask Aksa while stepping inside.

I frowned seeing Aksa's mass walk over to me, then put her briefcase down, she pulled up a chair and sat down next to me.

"Not wrong to enter? this is the kitchen, you'll smell the kitchen"

Instead of answering, Mas Aksa actually threw a question back. "You've been healed? why go to a restaurant?" ask with eyes.

"I have an aqiqah order, so I have to come here, besides my work is not very heavy, so it's okay. I'm not sick because I'm late to eat"

"But because I woke up too late and we darted" chirped Aksa mas. And his words just now licked my lips to smile.

"Not" I said quickly.

Mas Aksa instantly raised one of his eyebrows upon hearing my quick rebuttal.

"I'm tired because you're working late every night, it hurts" I said without seeing Aksa's face, I was too embarrassed to look at her face, my guts were completely absent. And my focus continued on the cardboard reading Khansallium cafe and restaurant, so I didn't know what his expression was like.

"It's gonna be any other?" Mas Aksa pointed at the tissue as well as the cutlery and the atomic fork.

"Why?" soft ask.

"I'm helping with the work"

"No, you go ahead, I make dinner" I refused. "What kind of food do you want?"

"What aja" replied Aksa. "It's okay here, isn't it?"

"It's okay if you want to"

"You see, the kangennya still not treated, if it has been bobo together just healed his kangen" said Mas Aksa still with focus on the table. And I can't help but smile when Aksa said the word double-double like Vita.

And that second I hit his arm a little hard. I was surprised by myself, I had an absurd husband and his confidence was so high.

A second later I set my foot on the stove. Seen mas Aksa rubbed my former punch arm, his eyes fixedly looking at me, smiling ignorantly.

"I don't think you like violence"

I do not care about the behavior of Aksa who continues to mocked me, I just glance at it, then return to continue my work.

Mas Aksa did not say anything more, really just sitting while watching me cook. When I stole a glance, Mas Aksa raised his chin a little bit of code so that I immediately finished cooking activities.

As soon as the food was finished, I served it on the table, then took out the plates and spoons from the cupboard.

"Eat" I said more to the actual command.

"Aren't you eating?"

"I ate it" I answered and propped up my chin with my left hand.

"You don't have a diet program, so it's okay to eat again"

I blinked and exhaled slowly. "I'm full, baby"

Mas Aksa smiled at my voice. "If you want to eat again, I'll bribe you later"

"Enteng very well, by the way" said my timpalku while clucking. "Just kiss here"

"You want me to kiss here?"

"Of course you don't want to, I guess you don't want to waste me if there are people"

Silence, I just watched Aksa's mass devouring the food I made.

"Don't you seduce me with the language of kayaking flowers right in Singapore?" ask me as long as he enjoys the umpteenth feed. I don't know why I miss Aksa talking about flowers.

Mas Aksa smiled as he chewed his food in his mouth.

"White baby breath flowers. I would like to have that flower, or buy it for you every day"

"White baby breath? I just heard the name of the flower"

"The flower" said Mas Aksa after swallowing the chew. "It can be defined as the breath of a baby. Baby's breath can mean innocence, chastity to pure white. Many people wear them for weddings. Which has a harmonious and sacred meaning and a sacred relationship in order to immediately give birth to children after marriage"

"Mas wants me to get pregnant soon"

"Every married couple wants to have children, right?" tanyanya gently. "Not a desire that must be moved or forced, but a hope that may soon be granted"

"Aamiin"

"Twin huh?" seloroh mas Aksa's. "Twin girls if you can"

"Ish whatever you want to love"

"But as a human need effort, and there are techniques loh"

When I glanced at him, Aksa smiled with his mouth full of food.

"What was busy in the hospital?" I asked when we didn't speak together.

"Busy persuading yourself not to flick home even though there is still a lot of work"

Suddenly I hit her arm back, this time with my cynical look.

"Why, don't you believe me?" ask Aksa, and I can't answer.

"Mas" call me.

"Last noon Gina went home"

"Don't be surprised, he must have been to the grandmother's house like before we were married" Aksa's mas response while enjoying his last mouthful. "But she won't be in Grandma's house for long"

"Is it because you communicate with Vita often, so follow her way of speaking?"

Mas Aksa shrugged his shoulders. "He's not weird, is he?" mas Aksa grabbed a glass filled with drinking water and gulped it down to the toilet.

"A little bit" I'm honest.

"He's making a fuss?"

"Not a troublemaker, he said that he didn't like me"

"Why?"

"I said I had made the turnover decrease, because of marriage with you"

"What's that?" ask Aksa curious.

"Sesil said he did not want to promote his merchandise mba Gina to fellow artists, he actually told his friends to unsubscribe"

"That's why he's upset with you"

"Hu'um"

"Let's talk to Gina"

"Don't mas?" prevent me quick. "So she doesn't like me anymore"

"He must realize that he's not impeccable Sa, so he has no right to hate you"

"I just ask not to be extended, not good as well as Setya"

"I'll keep talking to Gina"

"Huuftt knows I didn't tell you that story" I said softly.

"You're talking to your husband?"

"It's not that"

"I'd be angry if you kept it to yourself"

Clenching my lips tightly, I got up from my seat and brought the cutlery to the sink.

I choose to end my argument because if not, Aksa mas will definitely continue to talk, because his patience is very minimal if this business