
"Astaghfirullah Maya, you are really outrageous huh! I've been shopping all the ingredients to cook the menu but you ordered food outside, you think the food message was not penniless," Jaka snapped indignant with his wife's attitude, saying, all this time there were no more delicious food on the table.
In the past, without asking Maya always cooked for her small family but now she prefers to eat outside without taking her child and husband.
"The shopping you bought I gave my mom bang, I came here and said that I haven't cooked for breaking the fast so I give it to my mom," maya said casually without feeling guilty.
"What, you gave everything to May's mother," said Jaka walked up to the refrigerator and opened it, it turns out that all the shopping Jaka had bought had disappeared in his father-in-law.
"Yes, why the hell bang? All this time it was so right, Brother never got angry and now why are you angry bang," said Maya.
Seeing the commotion made Lili and Jali walk on their feet to go home. If they knew it would be like this, he would not have come.
"I'm angry because I bought it with my money instead of your mother's money" cried Jaka angrily.
"Bang Jaka, my mother is also your mother" Maya shouted.
"I'm going to go back and get the item that your mother took," said Jaka took the car keys because he was going to pick up her groceries, Maya runs after her husband but Jaka first gets in the car and drives it.
It didn't take long, Jaka arrived at his father-in-law's house hanua is 15 minutes away. He immediately went down and saw the food was neatly arranged on the table.
"Well, good food, ma'am" said Lira standing at the dinner table.
"Yes dong Nak, want to eat well we do not need to buy it just ask your brother and he must have told to take it in his house," said Mother with a face sumringah.
Jaka was still standing at the middle door of the divider between the living room and their talk dining table.
"Yes Ma'am, Maya's sister always gives you what you ask for and Mas Adit would love to see good cuisine" Lira smiled.
"You're right, we shouldn't give him bad food because he's going to be our wealth asset after Jaka, he's going crazy about your sister Maya, anyway," the word mother laughed as well as Lira made Jaka's chest rumble.
"So, what the fuck are you? Come here for shopping, shopping what do you mean," said Maya's mother.
"Already, you don't have to dodge! Maya said all the stuff I was shopping about you brought back here? Now whichever, I want to take it," said Jaka again glancing at the cuisine on the table.
"Can't be so dong Jaka, Maya told mommy to take it home and you can't take it, the ingredients are cooked anyway," Mother said staring dislike towards her daughter-in-law.
Instead of listening to her mother-in-law, Jaka chose to open the refrigerator and take all her groceries and go to the kitchen to take a bushel.
"So, what the fuck are you? Put all that stuff Jaka, it's all mother's," said Mother yelling, Jaka's hand stopped and then looked at her mother with a bitch.
"Oh yeah, when did you buy all this stuff? Say it," said Jaka.
"So mom bought it at the market, you can't take it Jaka! I'm going to throw you together Maya" threatened her in-laws.
"Just do it, 'cause mom took the groceries I bought. I have to cancel the iftar with my sister and I'll take this dish home because it's mine, if you want good food you can order it for your guests, mother," jaka said putting the food cooked in his father-in-law into the rantang.
"Bang, what the fuck are you? You don't do this with my mother," Maya just came to see her husband was putting cooking into the bushel.
"Why? Is it because there are special guests who will come here or maybe your guests," said Jaka looked at his wife.
"Kok you accuse me of bang, it might be true if you will receive guests so just leave this food here," said Maya a little stiff.n
"No, I'll eat with my daughter at home. Until when I won't give you this dish, if you want to eat good to buy instead of take someone's
others.
Jaka left his wife and father-in-law, he held a bag of groceries and a bushel in his hand, he returned home.