The Cost of Trust

The Part 148

"Naon neng cooking?" said Dadan behind Imah who was struggling with combat equipment.

"Hehehe..cuma sauteed kale A!", sahut Imah. While at the dining table there are crackers, fried tempeh and salted fish.

"Can too. But not most of them. Mubadzirs. Kan Farhan with Mum again to Bogor."

"Yes A, I know. Hence...we side dishes like this not opo-opo anyway?"

"Heheh yes, what side dishes are original in the same temple as Imah hayo wae atuh!"

"Even if the food is not good?"

"Em... do not know anyway, AA mah has never tried the cuisine Aa's wife."

How to grin a horse. Yes, at the house Dian Imah just stay to eat.

"Oh yes A, at home there is no mother with Farhan.

"When what?", asked Dadan while looking at Imah jail.

"If...Go to Aziz mas. I miss Diaz mas.lagian anyway, Farhan is with Mum. Is it lonely or not."

Dadan took his breath. Ah, apparently...Dadan was wrong. Kirain wants to take advantage of the situation of a quiet house because there is no Farhan and Mama. But the stalls still rame the same kids.

"Yes, Diaz brought him here."

"Emang mas Aziz is the same as Di ngijinin?"

"Ask heula oruh neng!"

"Yes, come there. If it is allowed to take it, yes....?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"But there is a condition Neng!", said Dadan wrapped his hand around the belly of Imah.

"What the hell is A?"

"You eat!"

"Owh.iya we want to eat first. Free to cook is not to eat."

"Not eat rice, eat you!", whispered Dadan while kissing the wife's neck from behind.

"AA mah, it's already.!", said Imah slowly.

"And last night, now you haven't neng?!" said Dadan spoiled.

"Yes, ntar malem again yes?!", Why give an offer.

"Now yes, ntar malem also yes oruh?"

"What's so bad about A?"

"Wild, same wife!"

"Yes already.but ntar first yes. Have finished cooking. Shame on you, smell of onions!"

"Yes, AA wait a long time!"

"Yes A....!"

Dadan went to the room. While I finished the job. After arranging the food on the plate, Imah also rushed to clean themselves from the smell of onions. Not exciting times if again friendly eh.

"During the long wait Tah A?", asked Imah.

"Teu nanaon!", Dadan immediately ambushed Imah. And Imah also compensated the husband. This sunny morning, it gets hotter with their hot activities. Let his grandpa Farhan come soon 😝😝😝😝️.

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"Mr Hayu, we're going first. I don't know what time it's coming back. Lauk, I keep it in the cupboard. Take it ! Afraid of having a cat."

"Yes to Dian."

"Nitip kiosk Yes Ma'am Hayu!" said Aziz.

"Yes mas!", sahut hayu. Hayu continued his work to serve buyers.

Aziz and I rushed to our car.

"Daddy, Diaz, is it okay to take her there?"

"If not invited, Diaz who are you?"

"Nitip Is that possible?"

"Not do it. We'll be able to replace Diaz. Our son is a pinter. Yes son???", I asked Diaz to communicate. My little baby responded with a cheerful chatter.

"Mas is the deck minder!", said Aziz as he continued to focus on the wheel.

"Why?"

"It turns out you have everything, but you're asking you to live like this."

"yes.begini, I can not give you luxury. If not the same, you can enjoy it all!"

"Astagfirullah mas..mas..kok you think so anyway? Yes, we're canceling it to his office. Let me tell you Jul. It is up to our company to be acquired by another company. I also don't want to think about the fate of the people who work there."

"Eh, don't deck..kasian them....!"

"Yes dong mas. I don't want you to be so. You alone since we were married never late to support me mas. Everything you love is more than enough to just meet the needs of our family."

This brief discussion was on our journey. We are silent to each other. Only Diaz's babbling was heard on my lap.

But, while stopping at the red light near the office Aziz rubbed my head.

"Sorry deck."

I smiled too.

"I'm sorry, too!"

Aziz kissed my forehead. Then look at Diaz's cheek.

Slowly, our car entered the courtyard of the magnificent building with several floors.

We took out a parking card and entered the parking area. Almost all cars are lined there high class cars . Aziz felt less alone again. But he did not reveal it to his wife.

I myself saw my husband's gurgle that seemed to pay attention to the car around us.

Mas Aziz smiled slightly.

"Look at Deck, our million people's car is in the middle of a luxury hahahaha car."

"Hahaha yes. But we're proud, buy his cash. Not necessarily luxury cars that buy our rich cash right!? Haha"

"Hush! you're on deck, their business has a installment ya justin anyway."

"Yes, payin hehehe"

We let go of our awkwardness by laughing at things that are not funny.

"Eh, did you?" said a security guard.

"Yes, Budi sir? How are you, sir? Still working here? At formalin sir?", I chanted.

"Mba Dian still likes that. Thank goodness for Dian. This...his child?" said Mr. Budi asking Diaz.

"Yes, Mr. Budi."

"His father is rich? That..your husband Ma'am? Kirain..mbak Dian married mas Rifai!", chirped pak Budi.

Aziz and I both smiled in response to Mr. Budi's words.

"This is my husband sir, Aziz mas his name. Coincidentally..Rifai mas friends also kok sir!", I said casually. Mas Aziz extended his hand to Budi.

"Oh huh??" said Mr. Budi a little surprised.

"Pak Budi still memorized the same Diandra sir, even though Dian has long resigned?", asked Aziz.

"People are beautiful plus good rich mbak Diandra mah will not be easy to forget mas. In addition to her beautiful face, her beautiful character is also !"

"Sir Budi, the praise is exorbitant. I'm kegeeran you know sir!", I said.

"The only employee here who likes to give food every Friday to the security and on plus cleaning service is only mbak Dian mas. I'm lucky to have a rich wife, Dian."

"really? Whoa... Thank God sir!", Aziz embraced my shoulder.

"Newly realized mas?", ledekku. And with his anxiety, Aziz squeezed my nose.

"Sorry mbak, kirain mbak Dian would be the same mas Fai. Uh, same thing."

"And I'm Dian sir, not Rifai. Tomorrow, Fai is getting married, sir. Same doctor!", said Aziz without releasing his hand from my shoulder.

"Well..cool...!", said Mr. Budi.

"Yes sir. Lucky for Fai!", said Aziz again.

"Yes.yes, you are lucky hahahah!"

The three of us laughed.

"Yes Budi sir, Dian has a promise with Julian."

"Julian's mom who's mom?"

"Mas Julian is Kendra's assistant!"

"Hahah mbak Dian becanda. Mah people on call her mister Julian mbak. Dian doang's mother called him a mas."

Aziz and I looked at each other. Yes, you weren't there. Julian's face is Indo. How do we call him Jul anyway????

Finally Aziz and I say goodbye to Mr. Budi to immediately meet Jul mas, aka mister Julian

Given that, Aziz and I laughed. Later, we'll fix the call.