The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTERS 20. In The Kitchen

“Huh! Bored at home!”

I grumbled in annoyance.

I've been home all day and it's boring. Azzam's brother forbade him to go anywhere today. He punishes me for staying quiet and studying at home while contemplating what was my fault. This concerns the post incident in Gramedia yesterday. I also have beautiful eyes, can not see the handsome-bulls dikit play origin nyerocos aja. But I have accepted his punishment, so that he may forgive me.

In the room I wrapped my whole body in a blanket until I saw only the head, like a cocoon and now I was rolling around thinking, what should I do to get rid of saturation.

I grabbed the phone lying next to the nightstand. My finger touched the screen of my phone to find someone's name. So there's something I can talk to today, to reduce a little saturation.

The number you are heading to is not active or is out of range immediately contact a few more moments. All that is heard on the other end of the phone call is a mobile operator.

“Tumben Fey is inactive.”

I rolled over the phone screen again to find Jihan's name. Jehan's voice was heard at the end of the phone call.

📞Dhanisa

What do?

📞Jihan

Nisa you didn't press the number wrong?

📞Dhanisa

Why indeed?

📞Jihan

No hell. Afraid you're mispressing a nickname on your phone. Wanted to call Fey but he called my number.

📞Dhanisa

Hmm, there's just you. I realized that I really wanted to talk to that Jihan by name. J.I.H.A.N. Satisfied?

📞Jihan

What's the need?

📞Dhanisa

I'm bored at home.

📞Jihan

You want to take me out both, right? Oh wow! again busy helping Mak cook at home. Meningan content boredom you tuh by learning to cook so that later can fit husband at home he lives at home, do not like to wander like you.

📞Dhanisa

Hisst! what'an. Yes, I will learn later. Eh Jihan I have an interesting experience that I want to tell you when I go to the bookstore room?

📞Jihan

Of interest? What's so interesting about going to a bookstore.

📞Dhanisa

Yee, eat it listen first. At that time I was looking for a book, and Jihan wanted to know? Suddenly a prince came standing right in front of me. Her stature is amazing Jihan, she's been like my idol all along. How handsome. If you meet him, you'll be fascinated.

📞Jihan

Ah, time yes? Did you ask for her number? If there's a share with me.

📞Dhanisa

Naw. But we got to know her name was Hanan. Later if I match up to meet him again, I will ask for his number.

Geck...Geck...Tok

“Excuse me, Assalamualaikum” voices people from outside, trying to pause our phone chat.

📞Dhanisa

Yes it was. There's someone outside. Adios.

Phone disconnected.

I immediately opened the blanket wrapped around the body and walked towards the living room. When opening the doorknob that looks only a man stands with a helmet and green jacketed while thrusting transparent plastic. From the outside it can be known that the contents of the plastic is a food box.

“Mbak, here's the order as order.”

“Oh yes, thanks for Bang.”

Already from this afternoon Abang and Umi came out but not yet he came home until the call of the ashar adhan. While the food in the house was not there, I finally ordered the food alone today. If there is Abang Azzam at home, he must have prepared everything.

Actually all the ingredients that can be used for cooking are available in the kitchen only I am less clever and clever to process the ingredients so that it is delicious to enjoy. Come to think of it is actually not not clever, if not good at cooking-can be seen on youtube channels scattered tutorials how to cook delicious and delicious. I have not yet moved my heart to learn. Fuck up! Just tell me you're lazy Dhanisa! I cursed myself.

For a long time I also thought about what Jihan said on the phone earlier. Should be free time like this I can use to learn to cook in the kitchen. After all I am a woman, yes definitely have to be good at taking care of what is a housewife's job. Especially now that I am married. I don't know why my mind suddenly opened.

After I left I took the food box order. I went straight to the kitchen. The first thing I went to was the refrigerator. The cool caress of the wind that swarmed from the refrigerator swept across my face. Some drinks in plastic bottles were perched on the refrigerator door when it was first opened. I looked at the contents of every part of the refrigerator. There's spinach, tomatoes, fish, chicken.

“Hmm, about what's good for.” I thought as my fingers tapped to my forehead.

I always thought about the worms in my stomach wriggling. I stroke my stomach when it is boisterous. I flicked my hand in any direction.

“Ah, stop! Later, I'll eat first. Already super duper laper.”

Finally I closed the open refrigerator and took the food I ordered.

It wasn't long enough for me to put food in the box. How not, the stomach is too hungry as it has not eaten for three days. While eating while I was thinking about learning to cook anything. I grabbed a cell phone to find easy and practical recipes. About to find a recipe that fits and is easy, I went to the kitchen to clean the leftovers, then prepare the ingredients.

First, I started trying to clean the fish and then cut it into pieces. Do not forget to be given a little squeeze of lime to remove the fishy smell and then rinse it with a little salt. Now I turn to wash the spinach vegetables that have been soaked in a basin containing clean water. Slicing onions and chilies to taste, followed by sauteing slices of onions and chilies along with pieces of green and fresh vegetables. The last one is to fry the fish in the hot oil.

The car driven by Abang Azzam was parked in the garage of the house. Azzam came down along with Umi who brought the groceries she had bought from Sarah's boutique. Umi is scheduled to stay a few days at the house of her son-in-law. This is all Azzam who asked because of the abah whose incident lecturers were busy following the ceremony outside campus activities. He does not want if uminya alone at home, there is a feeling of worry and anxiety, considering also Umi had to go back and forth to check up on health problems of stomach acid diagnosed by acute category.

Aaaaaakkhh ...

The sound of screaming from inside the house echoed so loud that it could be heard all the way outside.

Azzam jumped in shock at the sound of that shout. His eyelids are wide open. He quickly closed the car door and ran into the house. His eyes immediately shimmered looking for the source of the sound. Her chest was rumbling when she found Nisa not in the living room and room.

Gurgling like the sound of boiling oil being frilled sounded from within the kitchen. Azzam hastened his steps towards the kitchen.

Now all he saw was me jumping around with my feet on my toes while screaming incoherently. In the right hand grasps a spatula while in the left hand holds the lid of the pan to protect the face so as not to be exposed to oil splashes. Not intermittent after that the sound of explosions was heard from the top of the frying pan. It made me spontaneously jump in shock to make my body almost fall backward. Fortunately there was Azzam who swiftly welcomed my body that fell. Right now I am safe in the arms of Brother Azzam.

“Hah! What did Nisa do?” asked Abang Azzam with a panicked look on his face.

Hearing Abang Azzam's words immediately I woke up from his embrace and confirmed my standing position.

“Show to fry fish,” I replied plain.

“Just fry the fish just one complex,” thought Azzam amused.

I laughed grimly. “Since the fish exploded like firecrackers. It's been splashed on the hands.” I raised my right hand to show the scarring of the hot oil.

Not yet both of them answered Umi's eyes wide when they found thick smoke had steamed hot from the pan with the stove still burning.

“Astagfirullah it quickly turn off the stove,” Umi pointed towards the pan that had been filled with hot smoke.

Our eyes turned to follow the direction of Umi's index finger. I was just silently flabbergasted, while Brother Azzam quickly turned off the stove flame. Azzam's eyes stared unblinkingly at the fate of the fish inside the frying pan. What a pity this fish is! never mind it should be a meal, soaked in hot oil now charred again!

“Abang, why?” I asked because Azzam was silent for a long time to mourn the pan in front of him.

Azzam's brother turned towards me. “Hah, now who wants to eat those charred fish?”

I lifted my neck slightly to see the condition of the fish.

I smiled widely to hide my mistakes and feeling bad. “Hm how about being given Mouzine,” my suggestion.

“Mouzine... The mouzine! Which other Nisa boy's friend is that?" He ambushed me quickly.

I laughed when I heard Azzam say that. "That she wasn't Nisa's boyfriend. He's a cat."

"Ouh, I thought humans." Brother Azzam was sad. "No need to love cats, you tell Nisa who eats,” she meant to joke.

I shook my head quickly. “Enak! No, Nisa doesn't want to!"

Seeing their noise, Umi walked closer towards the stove. “Hust... Already, these two of you, it's just a storm. Here let Umi continue the cooking.”

“Sorry Umi if we fuss in front, Umi. But Umi better rest in the room let Azzam continue.”

Azzam took back the spatula in Umi's hands.

Srenggg...

Azzam took a serok and drained the fish earlier. The stove was turned back on, his hands reaching for rows of fish waiting in line to be fried. One by one the seasoned fish are put into boiling oil. Instantly the hot oil was immediately shot up causing small splashes. Not far from the position of Azzam, I still diligently saw him flipping through the fish to ripen evenly.

“Nisa tumben want to cook?” His voice appeared amidst the rumbling of oil jumping up and down from the frying pan.

“Yaa, want to learn a little, although not as smart and agile as Abang.”

“Then tomorrow we cook equally?”

I muttered and then mendehem. “But Nisa does not promise.”

Azzam took a deep breath. “Hm, that. How to be smart. Learn half-and-half.”

I pursed my lips. “Iya. Okay-okay.”

A few minutes later, it was all over. Azzam turned his back to look at me.

“Have eaten?” Azzam stared attentively.

I'm nodding.

Island ... Island ...

Mouzine came closer to me and stroked his body to the leg.

Because I squatted and held her.

“Mou, hungry?”

Mouzine stroking her delicate fur to my face made me giggle amusedly.

“Since when is there a cat?” Azzam asked because suddenly a cat broke into the kitchen.

“Tadi, it was Nisa who took it. Actually Mou lives in Fey's house. Eitss, don't misunderstand me. Nisa wasn't going anywhere. Fey brought him here this morning."

Brother Azzam nodded.

“Allow? Cooking cat should not be. So that at home there are friends to play. Yayaya.”

“Yes, it's okay. After all, if you forbid, Nisa will not want to!?.”

“Thank you, Brother.”

Do not know what it feels like to hear the voice of a beloved cat immediately the taste of gales comes to immediately hug and kiss it with anxiety. Just like I do now. Cats are calm and friendly animals. Ever since I was a kid, I have loved cats.

I saw Abang Azzam just shaking his head when he found me always kissing Mouzine.

“Such noise is like playing with a baby,” comments Azzam.

I hugged him with a sigh. “Since I missed him so much.”

“Then Brother will be his cat, so that it can be hugged.”

Listening to Azzam's words, I shuddered in amusement. “Iiiiiii, what is Brother nih.”

Seeing Nisa's attitude, Azzam imagined how she would have children later. Azzam imagined it so sweetly. Not realizing that Nisa was looking at him strangely.

“Abang, why?”

Brother Azzam gasped. “No. Just imagine how anxious it would be if Nisa had a baby later.”

‘Bay? Aih, married to him only I yesterday ogah-ogahan now he says real baby.

I used to set goals that I wanted to achieve for the next ten years. After I graduate, I want to take the test for a scholarship to study abroad, then work. If the matter of marriage I made a target when I was twenty-five years old because I felt that age was steady for me to build a household. But it looks like the target of getting married is a bit off track. It's eighteen years old I'm married. For baby problems let's be a little slow ya Ustadz!’ my inner.

“Nisa?”

I said, still focusing on playing the feathers of Mouzine.

“Abang knows that Nisa has not been able to accept Brother, every day we are rowdy whether it is a small problem or a big problem. But can you ask for one with Nisa?”

Azzam's words simply shifted my focus to stop stroking Mouzine's feathers. “What?”

“Abang wants us to live as a married couple who live a peaceful and loving household hickuk,” the sentence stopped. “It was only during Umi stay here.” His voice was deliberately lowered so that no one else would hear.

I cringe.

“Nisa, would you like to welcome Brother's request?” tanyanya expectantly. “Abang wants us to work together to appear as if we live shedding love and love for each other.”

It seems so long our story in the kitchen today. Until finally the sound of Umi is heard from outside is calling us. I quickly flipped over with the intention of meeting Umi.

“Nisa, briefly?” She clasped my wrist tightly, making my steps restrained.

I was silent for a moment, seeing the look on Brother Azzam's face made me feel a little sorry.

I was silent for a long time and then nodded. “Iya"

“Iya Umi, briefly!” I shouted from the kitchen.

“Then come on outside, but previously release Mouzine so that he can walk freely outside.”

Mouzine I let go of the embrace, and let her enjoy freedom.