The Cost of Trust

The sudden change in Aziz

At about 5 hours we arrived at the supermarket. After getting out of the car, Aziz and I walked together. Don't forget Aziz took my hand. At first I refused. But he still forced me.

Until the supermarket, the shelves contain direct drink ingredients ku satroni. I'll grab some tea boxes, sugar, coffee and some other ingredients.

While bkas Aziz faithfully followed while raising a trolley that already contained some of our stock needs.

Mas Aziz suddenly stopped at the fruit stand. I had to go back to where I stood.

"What are you doing anyway?" much

"That's deck. Kedondong sweets are delicious. Buy yes?" ask him.

Since when does he like sweets? Kedondong.

"Dec, buy ya !" said sulking. Dih, I'm pregnant why is she that spoiled anyway. Not really him.

"Yes ..iya", I replied as I put the sweets into the plastic.

"So this is enough?" my many.

" That's fine!" sahut it's fast.

Mas Aziz pushed him back into the trolley. Now I'm switching to a market hawker. I'm looking for foods that might not be too sweet but durable enough to be kept in the fridge. When I looked back, Aziz was gone. Where'd he go. I finally pushed my trolley again. I was surprised to see Aziz enjoying ice cream. Oh, my God, it doesn't make sense. His groceries have not been paid, he's been hanging out eating ice cream. Today he was weird. It's really weird.

I headed to the cashier with my trolley. Fortunately, I had my wallet. How about forgetting. Waiting for Aziz to finish his ice cream first?

The queue wasn't too long, so I didn't wait too long in front of the cashier.

"Everything is 473,500 rupiah mother.", said the cashier. I took five pieces of red money out of my wallet.

I'm giving it to the cashier. Then I put it back in the trolley. How can I bring this much stuff myself.

Suddenly Aziz was behind me.

"Sorry, I want to eat ice cream. But you don't buy it. What is it?", he asked.

"you why the hell mas, keiban what's that head? You're a freak, you're not you!" my answer.

He scratched his head which I don't think itches.

"Yes already z bring to his grocery car nih. keburu magrib until home."

"Every lady of the queen. "the candle.

Mas Aziz put his shopping in the trunk.

When we got into the car, someone approached us.

"Hi Dian, how are you?" he said hello to me.

"Alhamdulillah is good." turns out Lili. But he's not alone, he's with a man I've estimated to be over 50.

Mas Aziz was already preparing to pounce on him with an outpouring of emotions. But luckily I was able to hold it.

"Hem...have I got along with the story?" ledek Lilies.

I smiled knot.

"As you can see, we're fine!", I replied casually. I really want to get that blond hair.

"Owh ..so sweet.ga thought it would be." he said again.

"Beb, mas wait in the car huh!", said the old man leaving us.

My mind laughed at Beb's call to Lili. Beb what is it? Meaning duck?

"We want to go home, is there an interest with us?" my many.

" It's not really.just curious, can't I ?"

"It's none of your business!" I said with a pretty high notation.

"Or do not-do not...you are not able to yes if his power is enjoyed by others if you separated?" he said half whispered.

My breath began to hunt. As much as I can possibly hold.

"Please mouth Lili. You're self-conscious donk, look at what you are. You peddled yourself to that guy?" Aziz.

"It's none of your business!" said angry.

"You're the one who always meddles in our affairs, why are you the one who is angry anyway?" mas Aziz said. I wonder when he was like this. The feeling was okay this morning.

"What's different about you if you still nanggepin his talk.we've come home. Magrib in a moment." take me to Aziz mas.

Mas Aziz opened the door for me, leaving Lili who must be angry.

"Sir, I hope you forgive me."

I was silent as he started talking about it. Bored! No, just sorry.sorry.sorry.and sorry. He thought that he could sorry to change everything that had happened.

I'm still staring out the window. I can not deny, having a business is a dream of both of us.

"Hey...you're horrified, aren't you?" he asked while rubbing my cheek.

"Heem.".", I said.

Suddenly he pulled the car over.

"Did it stop here anyway?" my many. Where the streets have begun to quiet, briefly enter magrib.

As fast as lightning Aziz landed his lips on mine. I felt unprepared to spontaneously pat her head.

"Well..sick deck!" his screeches. That way, he let go of his kiss.

"You're too much tau mas! Where did you forget this? Not very patient, can't be home? Should it be on the streets like this? What about other people? Thought we were a perverted couple again. Really late you are!" my cerocos is non-stop.

Mas Aziz even laughed at seeing me who was nagging.

"Well, did the bellow grumble? Then the mas talk diem aja. once kissed ngoceh rich bird!" it rattled the top of my head.

"how not to get angry, this is a public road. Shame why the hell. Even though we're a legitimate couple, but we know the norm...."

"Sstttt. Later, until the new house continues again."

"Continue what does this mean?"

"And you said deck, 'ga sabaran very anyway can not be home?' . said that, yes already until the house is continued again."

I shake my head. Mas Aziz was suddenly strange. From his behavior, now suddenly the origin of nyosor anyway. I shudder in horror at the thought of Aziz's not-nothing mas. Did he forget that we did it this afternoon. Pula maksa. Here again, by the side of the road.

The car also headed home. Exactly azan magrib when the car enters the garage.

Alhamdulillah.desis my.

I got out of the car too. Mas Aziz dropped off my groceries. Let him transport it himself. I better take a shower, pray after that just prepare dinner.

Soon I saw Aziz was finished transporting him. I pray, Aziz baths.

I rushed to the kitchen to prepare dinner. My body has started to fit, and my anger may have started to subside.

I cut one tempe board. Then saute the spinach with sprouts. Don't forget I fry the pufferfish and make a paste of sambel. Tonight's a good meal, I feel good and my dinner menu is good.

Mas Aziz tidied up his paper scattered on the dining table. I put my cooking there. Aziz's face was sparkling.

" Aren't you cooking deck?"

Then he scoops the rice along with the side dish. He eats so well. I just saw him feel full.

Azan Isya reverberated, as I tidied up the traces of dinner.

" Mas help y deck!", he said as he lifted the dishes into the sink.

I started flushing and washing my tools.

I see, Aziz walked towards the living room. Though it's still afternoon, he doesn't usually lock this hour.

"Solat deck!" her word.

"Yes!", I replied.

We also pray together. The true romance is like this, unfortunately I rarely get it.

I took off my face and changed my clothes to negligee. Yes, now I'm comfortable wearing a negligee.

I saw Aziz watching me. He still wears his skullcap and scabbard. Walking up to me who just came out of the bathroom.

" Why do you smile so sweetly?"

"Can't you?"

I stumbled over my clothes that were hanging.

Suddenly Aziz had his hands wrapped around my stomach. Ouch. .. This address is mah.

"Sir, will.." he said spoiled.

"You what?" my fanc.

"You continued that car."

"Ga ah, this morning I was maxing out. Don't want ah! Anyway, what time do you see? Belom was even eight o'clock."

"Sir, you have to wear that clock? Mas maksa. Point!"

What can I do, only what I can do. Fight off? Where willing!