
In the kitchen, Eny was humming. He was seen wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his right hand.
A man walked up to him.
"Ma, I'm home." I greeted my mother who was cooking.
"Where are you, not back and forth all day." Reply Eny without looking at her son.
"Main, ma." Answer El lightly. He smelled the delicious aroma of the cooking made by his mother. "Mama, cook what? really, really fragrant."
"Oh, here, mama wants to cook a steak for tonight. You don't know his favorite, Deka. So, mommy try cooking this for him."
Hearing the name Deka immediately lowered the mood of El fall-down.
"Hais, why wear dimasakin everything? spoiled very child." Sirik El does not like his mother to pay attention to Deka.
"Husht, it can't be you, brother. Deca's your sister-in-law now. You have to respect her." Eny began to put meat into the pan and began to cook it like a good chef.
"Know, ah. Males, "Ele immediately went out of the kitchen leaving his mother.
"Where are you going?" Eny was afraid her son would go out again.
"To room. Take a shower first,"
You can only shake your head. He knows it's not that easy to move on from the person we like. So, he'll let his son go for a while. Maybe El just needs his own time in order to find something else than Milla.
To Eny, Milla was like her own child. So, he'll appreciate Milla's wishes. If she chooses to marry Deka, then Eny can only support her. He did not want to force Milla to marry his son. She was afraid it would hurt Milla.
"Darling, honey, where are you?" Shouted someone who sounded right up to Eny's ear.
"In the kitchen!" Reply Eny slightly shouted.
"Hhhmm, it smells good." The man kissed Eny's neck.
"I cooked a steak for Deka." Reply Eny ignored the man's flirtatious behavior.
"Oh, does he like steaks?"
Eny shakes.
"I don't know if he likes it or not. This I made on purpose so that he had a lot of side dish options. I don't know his favorite."
The man nodded. He still hugged Eny from behind while watching the cooking process carried out by his wife.
"Oh, yes, I just passed El. Why does he look like he's upset?"
"Oh that, ordinary. He's jealous of Deka. I'm surprised, want to see when the hell the boy hopes to be with Milla. I told you how many times, I still insist. Just dizzy I thought of him." Eny shakes her head remembering it.
Cup, Bachsmid pecked at his wife's cheek.
"Let's go, it'll disappear on its own. Besides he likes Milla for decades, so it's only natural that he still has a hard time moving on." Bachsmid replied from his point of view.
"Hopefully I can move on. Em, or do we know any of the mama girls? If it's not wrong, there are some who have girls who are old enough."
"I'm sure El won't like it. He must be repulsive."
"Don't be that pessimistic. I don't want to know, it just so happens that tomorrow there is a gathering with other mothers. So, I can find one or two for El." He seemed enthusiastic about his own plans.
"Well, whatever you do. I don't follow you when El's angry." Bachsmid let go of his embrace and walked towards the outside of the kitchen.
"It's for her own good, too, baby." Eny replies a little louder so her husband can hear her voice. He believes he should do this. El is mature and old enough. About work also need not worry, with 2 titles he has, which woman does not want to be the same son.