TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEART FOR ME

TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEART FOR ME
CHAPTER 37 "Well auntie, it turns out to have felt bucin too"



"Then let's make it now bi..." Yurina said while looking at the face of Bjbj Nur.


"Yes, madam." Auntie Nur agreed. He rushed to the refrigerator followed by Yurina behind him.


Bibi Nur then took out the chicken meat, vegetables and other ingredients that had been cleaned by aunt Nani.


"Are all these ingredients enough madam?" Ask aunt Nur.


"iya bi, please cut everything, I made the season yes." Yurina


"Good mistress."


Yurina and Nur's aunt who shared the task immediately did her cooking work deftly.


"Aunt Nur, does Aunt Nur have children?" Yurina asked along with their busy cooking.


"Yes madam, even I have two grandchildren, they are the male and female of my only son." Aunt Yurina said with a smile.


"Where do they live now?" Ask Yurina while focusing on her cooking activities.


"Still in this town too, madam. My son is a Primary School teacher. He wants to be like his late father."


"Oh, the late aunt's husband was a teacher as well..."


"Yes my late husband's mistress was a teacher and loved her job so much, and we were her family."


"Aunti must be very happy." Yurina said as she looked at the face of Aunt Nur smiling as if remembering her beautiful past.


"Of course, madam. Me and my husband, we both love each other, that's why after my husband died, I didn't want to get married again, I prefer to be a single parent for my son, he said, raise him and send him alone."


"A great aunt. The late aunt's husband must have been a special husband and father. Bi, how does aunty fall in love with her late aunt's husband?" Asked Yurina while putting all the ingredients into the pot on the stove.


"Yes madam, my late husband he was very different from most men who approached me." Bi Nur said while reminiscing about his past.


"He doesn't like to seduce, but he likes to help me without me knowing. Like sending simple gifts, until one day I found out that everything was done by my husband secretly, I began to fall in love with him, day and night always remembered him. Want to eat, as if seeing his face reflected in a plate. want BAB also still remember him. Even the first love letter he sent me two pages I memorized word for word up to the mistress's point of commute." Aunt Nur said with a happy face remembering what she had felt.


"Aunty, it turned out to have felt bucin also in his time." Yurina and Aunt Nur then laughed at the same time. Bibi Nur then continued her story.


After we married and had a son, my late husband kept trying to make me and my son happy, although sometimes he was very tired and busy but always tried to spend his time with us. Actually, I also did not demand much of my husband, because I know he was very busy, understand my husband the teacher assigned in the village, and at that time there was still a shortage of teachers who taught there, so to cover it my husband taught several classes at once."


"But when my husband died everything felt very different, my life felt empty, half my soul seemed to go too." Aunt Nur's face looks sad in memory of her husband. Yurina who saw the change in the face of Aunt Nur rubbed her back gently.


"That time Mr. Moranno and his twin sister Miss Margaret were toddlers and my son was in sixth grade. Despite their age, the great lady allowed my son to be close to Mr. Moranno and Ms. Margaret. He did not distinguish between my son and his children, even though I was just a servant who worked in this house. Even the madam and the late great lord often gave my son a gift." Said aunty Nur.


Yurina was stunned when she heard Nur's aunt's words about her mother-in-law who was so kind and caring. Unlike Nur's aunt, the butler, Yurina felt that her mother-in-law disliked her. There might be a certain reason why her in-laws were acting that way to her. Yurina could only sigh and still try to think positively about her mother-in-law's attitude towards her.


"So Lord Moranno had a twin sister named Margaret? Is the daughter of Mr Moranno's age photographed by the family I saw a few months ago Miss Margaret?" Ask Yurina who just found out the truth.


"Yes right, madam."


"Now where is the existence of bi, when I married Mr Moranno Miss Margaret was not present?" Ask Yurina curiously.


"I'm sorry my mistress doesn't know where Miss Margaret is now either." Said aunt Nur seen hiding something. Yurina did not ask any further.


"His soup is ripe bi, this please aunty taste, is the taste enough or how?" Yurina said while thrusting a small bowl at Aunt Nur to taste.


"It feels like enough, madam. There seems to be a slight difference in taste with my creation. Madam's made is more savory than my made, maybe that's what makes the big mistress prefer the made mistress. The ingredients and the roof are the same." Aunt Nur said after tasting Yurina's cooking.


"really?" Yurina then tasted her cooking and compared it to the cuisine of her previous aunt Nur.


"But it's just a little different to bi." Yurina said after she tasted the two dishes.


"Yes, ma'am, it's a little but it makes a difference. It never lies" said aunt Nur, smiling and preparing a serving bowl for Madame Agatsa.


"Madam I prepared dinner for the lady at the dinner table."


"Ah don't need bi, I'll do it myself."


"But madam, it is my duty to serve the mistress."


"It's okay bi, better aunt immediately deliver the food to the big mistress, she's sick, so she can immediately take medicine after eating so she can get a rest immediately."


"That's when I'll excuse you first madam wants to go to the big madam's room to deliver this." Aunt Nur said while holding a tray containing lady Agatsa's dinner in her hand.


"Yes bi."


Bibi Nur carefully carried the tray in her hand to the room of Madame Agatsa who was on the third floor.


Yurina, who lives alone, prepares her own dinner. Moranno's shadow flashed back in his head. While enjoying her dinner, Yurina smiled to herself as she recalled the story of aunt Nur. It seemed that he was also in love with Moranno, the man whose face had always been reflected in his mind. It was as if Moranno was sitting in his chair in front of Yurina accompanying him to dinner.