The Candidate of Kaka Ipar

The Candidate of Kaka Ipar
CHAPTERS. 88 Salted fried rice



It has been 2 days since Rangga came home. In the morning Arkan was watching his wife sunbathing in the garden beside his house, so that his wife's body get the morning eye rays.


"Darling, is it too hot?"


The two of them had been sunbathing for about 15 minutes.


"Don't you, I haven't found the culprit?"


Saints have been 2 days always ask who the perpetrator who made his name ugly.


Maybe it's time for Arkan to be honest with his wife, what else is his wife's body is much better than before.


"Dear, but you're sure you won't be disappointed if you know?"


Sacred nodded steadily upon hearing the words from her husband and the serious gaze from her husband.


"Writer that paid for one of the gossip accounts that had Sarantika's account."


"Mas sure that's who did it kaka?"


"Yes sure dear, Rangga who has investigated it. So what would love to do to her?"


Suci shook her head, she immediately hugged her husband very tightly, to channel her disappointment, she did not expect that her brother could have denounced his name by labeling him as the third person.


Suci became wondering what his mistake was until his brother could do that, from small to mature kakanya always a good kaka figure for him, but this time his brother was very hearty to him.


"I don't want the name ugly kaka in the media mas, I don't want you to be embarrassed."


Arkan breathed a heavy sigh, he already knew with the answer from his wife who did not want his brother to be embarrassed, for that he would hold a press conference, for that he would hold a press conference, he will only explain about his marriage and say that his wife's position is very comparable to his.


"Yes mas know, prepare yourself dear, we will hold a press conference and say unfortunately the main owner of the Wijaya Group, which is clear now unfortunately must maintain health, we go through this together. Don't think no-no, baby just have to focus on our baby."


Sacred nodded slowly, she still hugged her husband tightly.


"Why should I do this? How about if Mommy knows what I'm doing? Mother must be very disappointed in kaka who did something casually." Sacred mind


Suci sighed heavily many times, she did not expect that her brother was so evil, and did everything possible to get her husband who she had thrown away like trash back then.


"Honey in yuk?"


Suci nodded slowly, she let go of her embrace, then directly draped into her two hands on her husband's neck.


Arkan immediately carried his wife, then walked into the house, he dropped his wife in the living room.


"Don't think about the problem, baby, your body will be able to drop again."


Arkan reminded again of his wife, he was afraid that if his wife thought about the problem, because it was very disappointed that doing it was his own brother, what else kaka kaka his birth, must have felt very disappointed.


The saint nodded slowly while smiling.


"Mas, dede said she was hungry."


Sacred spoke while stroking her queen's stomach. Indeed, from the morning they have not had breakfast, in the morning they have sunbathed.


Arkan smiled widely when he heard and saw his wife who stroked his queen's stomach.


"What do you want to eat?"


Arkan asked as he stroked his wife's flat stomach.


"Say I'd like to eat my dad's corned rice."


The words of his wife were able to make Arkan widen into his two eyes, he had never learned to cook, just cooking noodles never, what else was told to cook fried rice.


"Please ask for bi Ira or another household assistant, right? Or ask mom to make it?"


Arkan could not and he gave up if he was told to cook fried rice by his wife.


"I want a mas that cook fried rice, would you like it if our child will be ileran?"


Arkan sighed heavily while shaking his head slowly, according to him the behavior of the pregnant woman was very strange, there was just an unreasonable request.


"Yes already, masakin make dede, but if it's not good don't get ridiculed."


The saint nodded slowly while smiling.


"Yes, um."


Arkan went straight to the kitchen to make fried rice for his wife.


"What would you cook?"


Bi Ida immediately asked when she saw her employer taking onion, garlic and cornet.


"You'll cook fried rice bi, please get the rice."


"Yes, it's den."


Arkan directly fry the cornet first on teplon while chopping onions and garlic.


"It's her den, do you need aunty to help?"


Bi Ida could see that her employer was very difficult, what else as long as she worked as a cook in the house, she had never seen her master cook, just cooking noodles never.


"No bi thank you, aunt can go back to aunt's job."


"Good den."


Arkan immediately fried the onion he had cut into pieces in the cauldron, then occasionally he stirred his cornet.


After the rice was yellow, he immediately put the rice in, he was not an expert cook, until there was a lot of rice that fell to the side of the stove as he stirred the rice.


After the cornedya Arkan directly put it in the rice, do not forget he also sprinkled spices.


After it was ripe Arkan immediately tried his fried rice, he immediately turned it in the trash can, because the fried rice was salted.


"Oh Allah has trouble cooking salty food." - Arkan


Arkan immediately threw out the fried rice, then he immediately cooked fried rice for the second time, but the results remained the same, remained salty, until he decided to make the 3rd fried rice.


Sacred who felt her husband cooked fried rice for too long, he went straight to the kitchen, when he reached the kitchen, he shook his head slowly while her husband was still cooking fried rice, he said, she could see her husband's forehead sweating, making him smile widely, then immediately hugging her husband's waist from behind.


"Mas, it's been a long time cooking the fried rice."


"Dear, his name is also just learning."


This is the third fried rice, he immediately served it on a plate, then immediately tried it again, but still the results are salty.


"Huh, it's so hard to cook fried rice." Inner Arkan


"Honey for a minute, I'll make some more fried rice, it's too salty."


Suci immediately let go of her wound, she immediately tried her husband's fried rice.


"His son, this is it."


Suci also felt the same way, she felt salty, but at least the fried rice could be in komsumi well, what else is this made by her husband who has painstakingly made fried rice.


"No, I'll make it again."


"Here's the delicious mas ko, pakonnya I want this one."


Keyla who saw the debate of her son and daughter-in-law, he immediately approached them.


"Why baby?"


"Here's Ma Suci asking for fried rice, and the fried rice is salted, I want to make it again, but he wants to eat this fried rice."


Keyla immediately took a spoon, he immediately tried it, it tastes very salty, he immediately threw away the food in his mouth, then immediately washed his mouth in the westapel.


"That's fried rice or arkan salt warehouses? It's salty."


"Well that's why Arkan wants to make a new one because it tastes salty."