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Amora retreated backwards a few steps .
"Why are you a ghost?" Amora held onto his chest.
"What did you say?" reyhan asked with his eyebrows raised upwards.
"I didn't say anything. What are you cooking? I'm hungry." he avoided Reyhan's gaze. Stepping closer to the stove whose fire had been extinguished, his head looked at the contents of the pan. His eyes sparkled at the contents in the appetizing pan.
"Wah nasi goreng" he said as he gulped. The woman took the plate from the shelf, then snatched the spatula that Reyhan was holding.
"here! I want to eat." he said after seizing the spatula. He took the fried rice with vigor, and brought it to the small dining table there.
"That's a good deal. You're a cooking pinter, it turns out." Amora did not hesitate to praise the cuisine that Reyhan made. Once again he put a second wedge into his mouth. Reyhan was just observing what the woman was doing.
"Baseless shameless!" reyhan pretended to be upset. Though in his heart he was happy because Amora was so greedy to enjoy his fried rice. Amora ignored Reyhan's words, she continued to devour the fried rice until the toilet. Reyhan was sitting on the chair next to Amora. Glanced at Amora for a moment, who looked full.
"Nake?" ask Reyhan. Amora nodded quickly.
"So, bite people's hands not to apologize. Keep on finishing that man's fried rice without sin." Reyhan shook his head. Amora grimaced, showing a row of white teeth lined up neatly.
"I'm sorry. You're the hell, scary."
"Thooky?" Reyhan raised next to his eyebrows. He stopped chewing the fried rice in his mouth.
"Yes, you are scary. How can a man prove that he is still a virgin or not. You're weird."
"Misache. That's why we prove to let you know and believe."
"Basic pervert." Amora did not hesitate to hit Reyhan's arm. Reyhan just chuckled in between his chews.
"Have you prayed yet?" reyhan asked after a moment of silence.
Amora nodded.
" It's dong."
"Allhamdulillah." Reyhan nodded small.
"Do not pray. Don't leave prayers wherever you are."
"Yes Pak hajji." as always Amora.
"Kok sir Haji?" the man protested after putting in his last mouthful.
"It is usually Mr. Haji who likes to say that" said Amora while bringing their empty dishes to the dishwasher.
He began to wash the dishes.
"Let me help." Reyhan cleaned the plates full of foam into the water flowing from the faucet.
"Thank you" said Amora, smiling.
"Don't thank you. It's my duty as a husband to help his wife."
"What's? husband?" Amora stopped her activities. Looking surprised at Reyhan who was putting a clean plate to a shelf that was not far from where he stood.
"We are husband and wife. You're amnesiac again? or sick?" Reyhan placed the back of his hand against Amora's forehead. Feel the woman's hot temperature.
"What are you doing!" Amora tickles.
"Check you. What's what?" Reyhan pulled his hand.
"I'm healthy as long as you know." Reyhan nodded.
"Yes, but a little ...." Reyhan placed his index finger on the forehead with a slant. Amora glared in annoyance.
"You think I'm not sane?" Amora ruffled waist.
"You're saying I'm not sane?"
"hey are. Cook doesn't remember about our marriage. Always forget that we are legal to be husband and wife." Reyhan quipped.
"Yes, I forgot. Because this is all like a dream to me."
"Yes, I get it." Reyhan nodded. Wash his hands with soap after the dirty dishes are all clean.
"What?"
"I understand and understand that you are old. So it's natural that he's senile. It's okay, I'll always remind you that I'm your husband." Reyhan smiled mockingly.
"What did you say? me old?"
"It's old, isn't it?"
"I don't accept it!" Amora splashed water on Reyhan's face.
"Heh, I'm wet." Reyhan snorted while Amora just stuck out her tongue to mock Reyhan.
"Oh well, I'll get you wet tonight." Reyhan smiled wickedly. He then poured water on Amora and returned to Amora with a fierce spirit. The couple's body was almost all wet, but they didn't care. Unburdened happy laughter filled the kitchen, the two of them released all burdens by laughing together.
Elsewhere, in Sania's apartment.
Sania walks into the kitchen to find food. Her body was wrapped in a thin satin nightgown with a towel perched on her head. He was looking for food but he could not find it.
"Your mother isn't cooking?" asked Sania annoyed. His face was reddened with anger. Her stomach hasn't filled anything since. His maniacal boss did not let go in the least.
"Yes just buy why the hell." replied Farhan who did not let go of the slightest view of the cellphone in his grasp. The man was lying on the couch feeling soft.
"What are you doing anyway, mas? not working, cooking too. I'm hungry to know no." Sania walked out of the kitchen to Farhan.
"I'm busy."
"Busy you say? From morning to night work just hold a busy cell phone. I'm tired of slamming my bones till night. I'm hungry to eat but there's nothing in the kitchen."
Farhan put his phone on the table. He looked at Sania who was standing in front of him.
"Why are you so chatty? just order, it's easy. Life is not complicated!"
"You are so different from Amora! Amora used to work, and coming home from work was never as angry as you. There was no food he bought out or order. Not as complicated as you!" Farhan pointed at Sania's face in annoyance. Sania was too chatty according to him.
"Amora ! always Amora! why the hell do you always compare me to that woman? obviously I'm much better than him. I am beautiful, I am also more satisfying to you in bed than that naive woman! You always say that after we make love! But why do you even boast of him in front of me now, mas!"
Sania has been overwhelmed by anger. He was very jealous and could not accept that Farhan always compared him to Amora.
"But you're not good enough to compare Amora!" farhan shouted annoyedly. He snatched his phone and car keys and walked away from Sania.
"Where are you going, mom?!" sania shouted as she chased Farhan who had arrived at the door. The man ignored Sania's screams, he kept walking out.
"Mas! back back! don't go you, mas!" sania shouted furiously. But Sania's screams could not stop the man's steps. He is completely fed up with Sania, intending to go to the bar to get rid of the whack.
"It's all because of Amora! just look, Amora! I will crush you to dust!" Sania clenched her hands together with anger that enveloped her heart. The flames of jealousy and hatred were burning more and more within, shutting off the good that Amora had done for her.
"I'll destroy you!" he said once again.
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