
After receiving the video, I felt bad. I want to ask Aziz directly. Unfortunately, let me say that because at home there is Fai and Mika. I can not show that we have problems in front of them.
Aziz took Diaz back from me. I also continued cooking activities at Mika's help.
Maybe mika realized my change of attitude after finishing the prayer earlier.
"what's wrong with you?" ask mika slowly. Then turned his head to look towards Fai and Aziz who were chatting.
"It's okay Mika." I answered as calmly as possible.
"Is there a problem?", asked Mika again.
"No. Just be calm."
I tried to smile at Mika.
"Is our presence bothering you?", asked Mika hesitantly. I stopped the onion-cutting activity.
"No mika. Don't get me wrong. I'm glad you're here."
"then?", it seems that mika is still curious.
"It's okay Mika. Seriously!", I tried to convince Mika.
Is Dian feeling jealous of my closeness with Mas Fai huh? But, it seems like Dian is not like that. Does he have a problem? Why isn't he telling stories? The feeling was fine.Batin Mika.
"Mica....!" call me.
"Ah..yah! Sorry!" said mika surprised.
"You sit with them. It's just over and over again."
"Don't, I'd also like to learn to cook at."
I smiled as I continued to cook.
After thirty minutes, my cooking was ready. Me and Mika prepared food on the dining table.
Diaz's been put in his stroller.
"I'm sorry, I'll stay ahead. Want to say the same faith and mba Hayu!", I left the dining table.
Hey, are you behind me again ? But why am I not sure. Do I have to investigate first?
My feet have reached the stall.
"Lho..mbak Hayu, Which one?"
"Oh...Get invited by Dadan Di kang. She said she was sick, so Imah hurried home. No time to say anything", explained Hayu.
"Owh.ya already. Later, if mbak hayu wants to go home, ordinary yes! Don't forget to take the Food in the Back. I'm ready!"
"Thank you Di, I took care of you."
"I should thank you. Ma'am Hayu still wants to help me at this stall."
"Together!"
"Yes, I went inside again!"
"Yes, please!"
I went back to the dining table. They are still waiting for me.
"Come, please eat!", I invite Fai and Mika to dinner. Mas Aziz seemed to be aware of my change in attitude.
"Dec, mas want the side dish!", Aziz pointed at the side dish he meant. I gave him what he asked for, too.
I just kept quiet as the three of them chatted with each other. I hear what they're talking about, but my concentration's gone nowhere.
The dinner is over. Mika and I tidied the dining table.
"Dek, make chicken eggs with honey!", pinta Aziz.
Fai who remembers that, asked Dian to make it.
"You can also do it for me!" fai said.
They are both really!!!! I became a hustle myself.
Would you like to ask for his rights tonight? I'm just pissed off, see you tonight. Are you going to be honest or ....!!!???
If Fai is reasonable, they're newlyweds. Our lha?
"Yes, did I do it all?!"
I went back to the kitchen to make the drink.
"Please!" I offered the two glasses to Aziz and Fai.
The two men grinned.
Dih . . .what the hell! My inner.
The two handsome men seemed to be smiling in response to the sentence I had just uttered.
"Mental preparation? What does Di mean?", asked mika with a curious look on her face.
I saw Fai whispering with Aziz's mas. Suspicious of them!!! Fucking friend gesrek! Definitely not far from kemesuman and selang*angan.
"If you've been a little, we go home yuk Mik!", take Fai.
"Mas.di said that call him not Mik. Mika is so good!", said Mika pursed her lips.
"Yes.iya.... Mikayla??!", said Fai.
Mika smiled, feeling successful in making Fai seduce her.
"Yes, we go home!", said mika writhing spoiled to her husband.
"Thank you for the dinner the same as the drinks" Fai said.
"Yes", I answered briefly.
"Yes, we go home first, Ziz... At... Assalamu'alaikum!", Fai said goodbye.
"Getishalam."
The two of them left my house through the side door. Not long after, Hayu approached us.
"Mas. .this is the key, same turnover today."
Hayu handed the kiosk key to Aziz.
"Thank you Hayu!" said Aziz.
"Oh yes mbak hayu, the food do not forget!"
"Yes mbak. Thanks...!", said Hayu.
"Together In. I'm going home, assalamualaikum!"
"Getishalam."
We both answered compactly.
After Aziz, I went into my room and held Diaz. Mas Aziz might go ahead check the door of the stall and lock the gate.
Aziz took the parcels stored in the stall vault, as Imah said.
After picking up the paper bag, Aziz locked the door again.
With a face of sumringah, Aziz carrying the paper bag. He felt happy, could give a small gift to his wife. Not without reason, the phone he will give to his wife is also as a support as DWP CEO. Diandra is too loyal, still loyal to use his old phone. Although not old-school, but still less sophisticated with the phone he carries today.
Aziz's smile faded when he found his wife putting on Sangar's face and turned on the video on her phone.
Aziz slowly approached his wife who without asking, Aziz knew, Diandra was angry!
"Dek...!", said Aziz slowly. Not forgetting he put his paper bag on the sofa, next to me sat down.
"He who is mas?", I asked in a flat tone.
"It's not what you think the deck is!", Mas Aziz tried to grab my hand. But I hurriedly cleared it.
"Then? Indeed you know what I think mas?", I asked while looking fixed both eyes. I wanted to find honesty in my man's eyes.
"Darling.mas also do not know, why suddenly the woman acted like that mas same."
"really? Ah..iya I forgot , besides being the in charge of the boutique, you are also concurrently so....."
"Stop deck. Believe the same!"
"What should I believe? Your words or my vision?"
"Oath by Allah deck. You can't play behind your back. I swear by anything, for you, for our son!"
"Stop swearing. Hot ears I heard her know not!"
Mas Aziz said, sitting in front of my feet.
"Please.please believe the same mas deck. Not so rich."
He bowed, leaning his head on my lap.
Especially this? Should I listen to his defense?
I let Aziz lean his head on my lap.
What other tests are there in my household? I just felt at peace with the situation. But why is this again????
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Patience Mom....Ms..patience....
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