Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's
28. Action Kiara's



The woman snickered as she crossed paths with Habibie. She did not heed her husband, who was staring at her in confusion. Her carefree steps brought Kiara down to the bottom floor with a cheerful face.


"Basic freak!" ketus Habibie shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently.


"Biii!" call Kiara.


"Yes, ma'am, what's wrong?"


Kiara smiled showing her dimples. This woman is very beautiful, especially if she is happy like now.


"I want to learn how to make coffee. Mas Abie likes it pan?" Kiara spoke in a whisper. The woman was afraid that Habibie would find out her plan that would begin to learn to melt the husband's heart.


Bi Arum responded to that with a smile. He took Kiara to the dry kitchen pantry, took some jars of coffee and tea that Habibie usually drank.


"Astagfirullah .. is this what Bi? How much. This can all be drunk?"


"Can or Madam. If Tuan mah usually prefers herbal tea, the type of coffee drunk is only a few in this jar. Each jar has a different taste and aroma, nor can they all be made into lattes!"


Alamakkk. After Kiara, just starting already in front of things like this. He thought he would only learn to understand two things, tea and coffee, but why did it creep up like this.


"When what is herbal tea, Bi? What should I do?"


"If it's night, you'll usually ask for Linden Lemon Tea. It's good for relieving stress or preventing insomnia, its pokonya has a lot of benefits."


"If noon?" ask Kiara.


"It's rare, sir, because it's common in the office, but if you like holidays do not make rosemary tea or wheat straw tea to relieve fatigue."


"If morning?"


Bi Arum chuckled. "If it is not green tea, it is usually bitter coffee without sugar. Depends what the Master wants. And for Linden Tea, we can't just love it, because if there is a certain health indication, the blood pressure that consumes the tea can go down to the bottom!"


"Owalaa .. kok is very difficult indeed Bi. I was so confused, what if I made the wrong ingredients Mas Abie kept in the hospital. I could be fired as a wife! Ikh, horror."


The woman pursed her lips, she stared at the glass jar with a sad look. Wanting to give up but impossible, Kiara must not lose to her extremely grumpy husband.


"The lady can do it! Same one more, Mr. Habibie is allergic to nuts. The effect can be very fatal for certain types of nuts!"


Kiara nodded in understanding. He tries to remember everything. "If so I want to learn to memorize everything first Bi. Later that night I learned to make tea. Can you please Bi?"


"By dong, Madam. I'm glad that Mr. Same Madam gets along. It looks like this house."


....


During the day, Kiara was still struggling with a small book and also a pen in her hand, occasionally he noticed the types of tea in the jar and then he looked for information about the herbal tea on the internet and he recorded it on his book.


"Alhamdulillah!" kiara muttered. The woman stretched her body, smiling as Kiara's main task was done. Now she had to memorize the surahs she had just deposited with her husband.


"Madam, it's noon, want to eat first?" ask Bi Arum.


"Later Bi. I want to pray first. I'll come back when I'm hungry!"


"But Madam!"


Not yet had Bi Arum finished his sentence, Kiara had already gone away. The woman ran upstairs in 45 spirits.


Finished with her prayer, Kiara did not keep her promise, the woman instead took the prayer of the Koran, opened the sheet also took her mobile phone, she said, Kiara must find a good reference so that her reading and memorization do not cross into kamana-where.


For a long time the woman heard and said what she learned, sat on a long sofa, moved to the dresser, lay back on the carpet, and now her last stop was on the bed. 3 More hours the woman continued to recite what her husband had taught her this morning, perhaps because she was too tired, Kiara fell asleep with her mushaf over her chest.


"Mrs!" call Bi Arum. Knock by knock the woman did, but Kiara still did not reply. Afraid of something happening, Bi Arum opened the door of the room slowly. How happy, Bi Arum saw the seriousness of Kiara, the woman fell asleep on an empty stomach.


Bi Arum picked up the phone that was in his pocket, the woman's forehead shriveled when she saw Habibie's name there.


"Assalamu'alaikum, Master!"


"Wa'alaikumssalam!" answer Habibie. "Kiara's at Bi's house? Please don't let it out first! Kiara still can't see her friend!"


"No sir, the madam is home. Today the Madam worked hard to correct her rote, Madam to the point of not having lunch, now even falling asleep!"


Habibie smiled, the man removed the reading glasses from the top of his nose. A feeling of guilt suddenly appeared, was it possible that he was too harsh towards the woman.


"Yes already, Bi. When you wake up, please be reminded to eat. I'm home a little late!"


"Good, Master!"


Habibie exhaled heavily, leaning his back on the back of his great chair. His head looked up, a rough gasp of breath coming out just like that.


"What are you planning, Kiara!"