The Cost of Trust

The Part 269

The sun said hello. Aziz and Diaz had taken a bath and were fragrant. I had already sahur, so this time I fed my two babies. One big baby one little baby.

"Tea has not come yet, Dek?", asked Aziz.

"I'm asking for some shopping. Said you want to eat my cooking?"

"Yes deck. I'm so upset!", he said staring at me.

Diaz is still playing with her toys on the mattress floor. I approached Aziz who looked sad.

"What's wrong?", I sat down in front of his wheelchair.

"Sorry, I am troubling you!" he said.

"You're a habit, I don't like you talking rich anymore."

Mas Aziz rubbed my cheek.

"Actually mas misses you so much deck, but...."

"But what?", I tried to lure him.

"But I definitely can't mem.", I broke up.

"could. We prove it tonight, right? It is too early, the month of fasting!", I said holding his hand. Mas Aziz shook his head.

"You can't deck, you're not like you used to!"

"Sssstttt.di says, tonight we prove it together. Don't despair so! Confident dong mas rich usually!"

"But the situation has changed deck!"

"You're a big ngeyel to say! You can still mas, do not be inferior that ih.bikin bad mood aja deh!", I also rise from the floor.

As I stood up, Aziz grabbed my hand.

"I'm sorry.!", he said begging.

I also turned to look at him.

''Do not repeat again. Frankly, I don't like that you feel inferior. Like you're not a mas!"

"Yes deck, sorry!", he said again in a hearty tone.

"Yes already....I want to dry clothes can not you? Mas nemenin Diaz huh?!", I asked.

I put it on the floor mattress, but around it I give a flexible security fence. So, Diaz is free to play inside there safely.

''Yes baby!", replied Aziz.

I also headed to the back porch to dry the clothes I had washed earlier.

"Assalamu'alaikum!", said hello.

"Walaikumsalam, get all the tea?", I asked Neng tea.

"Alhamdulillah dapet mbak, as per the record!"

"Less teu cicisna?(Less money)", I'm afraid he's a number. Although I'll change it later, but it's not good.

"Yes, na yeuh?!(There is the rest)", said tea neng give money amount sixty-seven thousand.

"Alhamdulillah, kirain mah less tea. Yes already atuh, just save it on the refrigerator.Lain times if there is a need what it can be taken."

"Anu kamari ge Aya mbak(Yang yesterday there was also mbak)" said Teh Neng.

"Owh, is there still?"

Teh neng approached me and handed me the rest of the shopping money during this time.

"It's mbak!", neng tea handed me some money that I saw quite a lot.

"Sisa this much? Kumpulin drops since when?", I asked in wonder while accepting it.

"Since I've worked here!"

" How much is leftover tea?"

"Mbak Dian, a little leftover but often a lot longer."

''Why not take it for what to buy?", I asked.

"That's not my right or mine. The money I've been loving for me is more than enough!"

Thank God I was with a good man.

"Thank you tea, tea is so good with me!"

"Ih.jut it is precisely that Di who passed well with us!"

"Yes, just finish the vegetables in the refrigerator. Diaz is playing with her dad."

"Yes mbak!"

Tea also tidied the groceries into the refrigerator. Separate according to the type. After that, he washed his hands and approached Diaz who was with Aziz.

"Teh Neng has Dateng?", said Aziz.

"Udah. Diaz I am, what is it? Maybe Aziz wants to rest?", asked Neng.

"Heum, can. Where's dian?"

"Mbak In again drying clothes", replied neng.

"I'm done, why?", I approached my husband. He also smiled faintly.

"Yes, Diaz, I'm playing in the future, right?"

Aziz and I agreed. Now it's just the two of us.

"Look at me, need something?"

Aziz shook his head, but he looked at me softly.

"Mas thought you were leaving."

Astagfirullah...what is so scared that I left you mas????

"Where am I going? There will be a handsome prince near me!", I said as I sat on his lap. I dare to do this, because neng tea is already outside. Mas Aziz smiled faintly.

"Whose fishing? I also know it's still morning, I fast too . Is it wrong if you want to be in my own husband's pocket?", I asked while squinting my eyes.

Mas Aziz chuckled softly.

"I love you deck. Loved you so much!", she said, sinking her face into my chest.

"Yes, I know it's a mas. I don't have to repeat it, I knew it a long time ago. You are an acute bucin like me!", I said confidently.

Suddenly Aziz squeezed my nose.

"Awwww...!", pekikku.

"Sick mas...!", I said as I stroked my limited edition nose .

"Finally mas jinges very much with you deck!", he said looking at me lovingly. Dih...full love how????

"I know I'm doing a mas machine, but not in the push either. I'm not a kid, baby....!"

"Wildamah! It all belongs to me!", said Aziz, groping all over my face.

"Don't my face, it's all yours! Satisfied???", I grinned. Aziz chuckled again.

"Such an...!", ledek Imah who suddenly appeared from the kitchen door.

I who was in the lap of Aziz mas immediately jumped so shocked. But Imah and Dadan giggled.

"Not greetings, play in doang!", I said salting.

"Oh, the wrong behavior of our sister-in-law is A!", said Imah to Dadan. Dadan responded with a smile.

"Assalamualaikum, mba.mas.!!", said Dadan.

"Walaikumsalam!", replied the two.

"Look at you like this!" said Imah approaching Aziz.

"Yes must be, friendly wife herself is natural. If I'm friendly with my new guy's wife*the teacher!", I said.

Mas Aziz scratched his non-itchy nape.

"What the hell is the deck!", he said grabbing my waist.

"Hihi.ada a sensi mas, fill mereuuun kergugok again asked at the bench ayang Beib!", ledek Imah again.

"iii....That's it!", I said pretending to sulk.

The four of us were both laughing because of this crisp thing.

"Nih mas, Imah make rawon. Mas Aziz must have liked it!", said Imah.

"Like it, this mas sister is really cool cooking rawon!", said Aziz praising Imah without releasing his hands from my waist.

"When I cook what?", I tease Aziz mas.

"This wife of mine, pinter in every way! Yes.multitalent, multifunctional, multi......"

"What do I think?!!!", I said annoyed. Mas Aziz, Imah and Dadan laughed again.

"Anyway, my wife is the best for me!", she praised me until I felt my own clamps. Mas Aziz has never seduced me strangely before.

"Heummm. There will also be a reciprocal!", Cinders Dadan.

"You know what Dadan mah is, experience???", I replied.

Dadan is also very sad.

"Personal experience!", says imah.

"Heheh same time all that!", I said.

"Yes already, 'Imah ready to eat first yes for Imah same mas Aziz!", said Imah passed.

The three of us agreed.

"Where is the pregnancy, Dan?", asked Aziz.

"Alhamdulillah, today is better. yesterday mah totally make ah. Difficult to fill food, it wants to lie wae. Once awake, eat uh ..in vomit again."

"Yes, that's how you are, the hormones of pregnant women are really so. Mending is just nauseous, rather than the same husband?", I said.

"Is that what you are?"

"There are many pregnant women who do not want to be together with her husband during pregnancy!"

"Huh?", cried Aziz and Dadan.

"It's a good thing you're not on deck!" said Aziz.

"Heum!", I answered briefly. Ah...kalo remember when pregnant Diaz, I feel sad myself. Inget if I ever try to make a split with Aziz.

Aziz felt a change in his wife's face.

Mas Aziz grasped my hand, then kissed the back of my hand.

"Sorry!", he said. I replied with a thin smile.

"Ehem...Oge!" said Dadan. Aziz and I smiled awkwardly.

"Well we eat, don't know breakfast don't know lunch!Sorry Dian AA dadan!", said Imah.

"In rapel wae Neng!" said Dadan. The three of us headed to the dining table that was neat with a rawon menu do not forget salted eggs and crackers as well.

Me and Dadan accompanied our partner to lunch too early or breakfast too late, I don't know. I can see they are enjoying it. Me and Dadan are fasting.

Forgive Aziz and Imah who do not respect their partner, but again on fasting.

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Just be light first! No fasting 🤭🤭🤭.

Minal aidzin wal Faidzin, sorry inner birth yes.thank you to friends who are willing to read the writings of mamak dimeh.

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