
It's been two weeks since Habibie said she would learn to love Kiara. The woman is getting brighter and brighter every day. Like today, he walked with graceful strides in the company lobby. The woman held her homemade lunch in her right hand, while her left hand carried the laptop she had brought home last night.
Kiara's behavior is increasingly becoming, Habibie who became the Boss, but Kiara as the regulator of everything. The woman would occasionally come before lunchtime, Kiara quipped if her husband's stomach was more important than anything else. Kiara can also do things that are not too important at home.
Not that Kiara sok iyeh, but she knew when to be next to her husband when he could loosen the schedule.
"Ikh, how do I tick it." Kiara turned left right, there was no one there. The woman was about to put her laptop on the floor but suddenly someone came to help her to squeeze the elevator.
"Thank you" Kiara said at the cleaning service of the woman who had just helped her. Kiara was just about to find out the name of the woman but the elevator door was already closed.
"Yes, I'll see you later. Mas Abie must be concerned I'm making a new menu."
The woman ran back to her husband's room. Honey, at that time Kiara could not tidy up the appearance because her hands were too busy carrying things.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" Kiara barged through the door of her husband's room by pushing it through her body. She immediately placed a box of provisions as big as gaban and her laptop on the desk of the husband, circling the table to sit on the lap of her husband.
"Wa'alaikumssalam, dear .. in si-"
The cup!
Kiara kissed the husband's cheek, leaving a lipstick mark there as a sign of ownership. Not enough to get there, Kiara also kissed the other cheek, forehead and lastly kissed the lips of the husband long enough.
"Kiara Kangen, Mas Abie. Is Abie the same as Kiara? Kok Mas Abie is evil."
Kiara grabbed Habibie's hand by grabbing Habibie's arm around her waist and also directed Habibie's other hand to rub her head.
"Kiara likes it in elus, Mas Abie. Don't take Kiara, Mas."
"Ekhemmm."
The woman's forehead puckered deeply, she brought her ears closer to the husband's neck to check whether the deheman's voice came from his throat or not.
"Whose voice, Mom?" Kiara looked up, she looked into the husband's eyes with a twinkle of question marks.
Habibie was made to laugh. The man's stomach was tingled knowing how innocent and what the wife was.
"That!" show Habibie using his chin.
Kiara reflexively turned her head, the woman was wide-eyed and immediately moved when she saw Abi Fawas and Gibran was looking at her with a smile.
"Pig. Gibran!"
The woman's hand took a piece of tissue, rubbed her husband's face which he even obok-obok with the aim to remove the lipstick marks on the face.
Gibran and Fawas laughed quite loudly. "Don't smash your husband's face, son. Abi and Gibran are done. Continue on!"
"Assalamu'alaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumssalam," Habibie replied with a stifled smile.
Kiara lowered her head, the woman's face had flushed in embarrassment. Oh really, if it was just Ali or just Gibran, Kiara wouldn't be this shy. But that's Abi Fawas, her father-in-law.
"Mas Abie~~~ Mas Abie deliberately 'would make Kiara ashamed. Abie is the one!"
Instead of answering, Habibie prefers to pull Kiara's hand which makes the woman sit back on her lap.
"So, you've been saying that Abi is here with Gibran, but you don't give me a chance to talk."
Kiara pursed her lips high. The woman hit the husband's chest but Habibie quelled the wife's anger by hugging and rubbing his back attentively.
"Not to be ashamed. Not intentionally. It's their fault that they came to the office, right?"
Kiara nodded. The woman agreed even though she knew that Habibie was only joking, because, here the wrong thing is her, not Abi Fawas or Gibran.
"What's? Don't worry, Neng. How the story goes that frogs can be cooked."
Kiara chuckles. The woman led Habibie to sit on the sofa and then she placed her lunchbox in front of her husband.
"Kiara was just kidding, Mas Abie. It's chicken meat, Kiara choose a special chicken thigh on the right."
The man's forehead shriveled at the words of his beautiful wife. "Buy where? How can?"
"Can dong," replied Kiara with a sparkling face. He took the rice, processed asparagus and also the sweet sour meat fillet chicken thighs right into the spoon. "Kiara deliberately nyari the right, right if the left is synonymous with things less good. Let Afdol eat it."
Byurrr!
Habibie sprinkled water from his mouth. This time Habibie could no longer hold back her laughter. Lunch should hear the laugh first. Since when can chicken thighs refer to things less well. Astagfirullah.
"Ikh Mas Abie doesn't believe in Kiara."
Habibie shook his head. "No, not like that, but it's a new one, honey. How can that be the Emangnya sell chicken thighs right doang."
"Sell the mothers, Mas."
The louder the laughter of Habibie, he could not imagine how the most powerful race on earth faced the orders of the most reckless queen mother in his group.
"Sorry, Honey. And even laughs. Read the do'a first."
Kiara nodded. The woman waited enthusiastically. Her face looked extremely happy as one mouthful began to enter her husband's mouth.
"Don't you, Mas?"
Habibie nodded while giving his two thumbs up. "Let's God, this is so good, baby."
No, Kiara suddenly felt very suspicious after Habibie's brows moved uneasily.
"Kiara is trying too."
"No, this is for me. Buy your favorite food later. Don't eat it. I will not be full."
It's getting suspicious of Kiara. The woman snatched the spoon from her husband's hand and immediately put the sweet-sour meat into his mouth.
"Hukkk!"
Kiara covered her mouth with her hands. The woman took a tissue and vomited what she had just eaten. Though he had not been able to chew, but the taste of the chicken is too ....
"This is not good, it's really cool, Mas. Don't eat ikh."
Kiara snatched the box from her husband's hand. Seeing Habibie was about to take the box again, Kiara immediately ran away to get rid of the cooking.
"Let's eat at the company cafeteria, Mas!"
The woman screamed. Habibie just shook his head, the man looked at Kiara's shadow with a smile on his lips.
"You're so funny, Kiara."
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Good night, Guys. Sorry about the late update. It's been another month in my hometown, it's kind of hard to adjust the time. 🙏🙏 Thanks to you guys who are still loyal. Love sekebon for you. Healthy yeah. 🤗🤗🤗💜💜💜