The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
Part 45's
The next day Miftah as usual was busy with the business of her garden, for when she would intend to stop planting eggplants because she would live in the house of her future husband.
He was still thinking about the incident last night after he rejected Firdaus' offer but he really felt bad after what Firdaus gave to make him happy until he chose not to bother him too much.
Suddenly Miftah heard a huge phone call from his house, he immediately rushed there to pick him up.
"Hello" he said.
"Assalamualaikum Queen! here I am your future husband." said the voice behind the phone while chuckling softly.
"Wa'alaikum greetings Kaka! sorry, what's wrong with Kaka? not like Kaka usually calls Miftah, at most it's through the devil." here.
"Byeah! why anyway? you want to be my future wife! yeah, I'm sorry if we call, aren't we?" his response.
"Yes the Kaka... Yes yes Kaka Miftah wants to continue Miftah's work first okay," he said.
"You're more concerned with your eggplant garden than I was with coming and standing in front of your house to pick you up?" her fret that made Miftah very surprised when she heard it.
"What's? Kaka is ahead? did I not hear wrong? Don't joke, though," his shock while rushing to the front of the house after turning off the phone and sure enough Firdaus was standing there with a cellphone that was still attached to his ear then when he saw Miftah he immediately turned it off.
"Oh my goodness Kaka... This fast?" ask Miftah not to think.
"You said it was fast? hadehs... What time is my queen... It'll be eight o'clock... Our deal will be seven o'clock" Firdaus said.
"Kaka's feeling never told Miftah that Kaka would pick up Miftah at seven" he thought.
"really? hahaha, I'm sorry I forgot." said Firdaus embarrassed.
"Alright then," Miftah's response began to chuckle when she saw Firdaus' expression which she thought was adorable.
"Yes you're ready - get ready! oh yes, are the items you have prepared?" firdaus and Miftah just shook their heads.
"Yes my... You're like you have no intention at all to move into my house," she said .
"Emang! I'm comfortable here with my garden" snorted Miftah.
"Yes it's better than you sulking, you're quick to clean it up." advises Firdaus.
"All right! well Kaka please wait for me to be in the guest room okay while watching tivi," he bargained.
"Okay if you can please make me a glass of coffee so as not to be too saturated," he asked that made Miftah so silent.
"Why is your face so pale? can't you make coffee?" ask Firdaus.
"Hahahaha is not Kaka... I'm just nervous because I've never made coffee for a man other than my grandfather" she replied.
"And papa," he continued in his heart.
Since long ago when his father wanted coffee always Miftah who intervened to make it even though he was still SD.
"Gee... Then I'm the second man dong after the man you love the most! like her I was so lucky today," the seductress of Firdaus instantly made Miftah's cheeks meet red.
"But - "firdaus hasn't finished Miftah saying "oh yes! I still have a lot of work to do plus make coffee for kaka... So if we talk too much then the work will be too late to finish," and then leave from the presence of Paradise.
Firdaus who understood Miftah's change of attitude was only able to chuckle slowly and then walk into the guest room.
🍂 In kitchen 🍂
Now Miftah is trying to normalize her heartbeat that beats so fast due to Firdaus's request, a request that can make her shed tears easily.
"*Where's my daughter, dear?" ask the papa.
"Yes my papa is here... What's up papa?" he just came down from the second floor.
"*Hahah this papa... Miftah was working at papa's PR school... That's why it's a little late coming down," the reason that was immediately embraced by his father's sign of understanding.
"Well... Mama's son is indeed diligent," said his mother opened her voice.
"Well even though mom can also make coffee for papa why should Miftah always intervene?" tanya fret*.
"*Mama doesn't know either... Your father was that way... Too spoiled with his son," said the mother felt jealous.
"Je... Just like my son, Mom! papa kak just want a coffee made by papa children while Miftah is still a child ma... If the beautiful daughter of papa is already big is papa still able to feel the pleasure of coffee made papa child? he must have been busy" said the father to appease his wife*.
"*Yes yes." the response of the mother while folding both hands under the chest.
"Yes mom is just as good not to fight... Miftah wants to make coffee for papa first... Oh yea! does your mom want coffee?" ask Miftah*.
"*Mama don't want coffee baby... But if you want mama can dong grated chocolate flavored ice cream in the refrigerator," he asked.
"OKo mama! okay papa! a glass of warm coffee and a chocolate ice cream will come." he said while forming a hand with a gesture okay*.
Then Miftah began to walk to the kitchen to make what papa and his mother asked until finally after Miftah was finished came out while carrying a tray containing what was asked by the mother and papas.
"*Well... I think it's good for my mama's ice cream! papa so want," said the father who with jail annoyed his wife by eating a spoonful of ice cream.
"Is papa's... Papa has coffee... Why should I eat with my mom too? as it is! people are already well decorated with Miftah even papa rusakin first! huh," his tug and the papa without feeling guilty instead chuckled softly after successfully provoking his wife's emotions*.
"Yes papa's coffee for mom! papa ate that ice cream mama who already papa rusakin," he said while sipping the coffee plan papa who was still warm and papa was only able to stare annoyed at his wife.
"*Well mom... Kan papa from earlier wanted coffee.." fret disappointed.
"No order? kesel? kesel is cooking! well mama is also sprained because mama's ice cream is already first papa tasa," he said satisfied with a smile triumphantly*.
Until finally the action took - the seizure occurred until Miftah who was disturbed while watching tivi was upset with the attitude of his parents who were still childish - kanakan when at work they were seen very firm and authoritative.
"Ma... Pa... What my mom wants is there! why still fighting anyway.." restless Miftah while holding the cassava chips setoples that have since been chewed.
"This is your father who likes to disturb mama mulu... Yes mama reply," replied the mother while giving a sharp look at her husband while the one who was stared at was even indifferent while enjoying the coffee made by her daughter.
"Mama mama papa papa! if you are old like this what else will it be if you are a grandparent! it must be the false tooth war because the man who has his teeth can't fight anymore," laugh Miftah while shaking her head to and fro with a very funny expression to make her mom and dad so laugh out loud - bahak because of his words.
"Hey, make coffee until it has to cry like that! is there a problem have you been the same coffee?" said Firdaus who immediately made a pan filled with hot water almost fell from the grasp of Miftah's hand.
"Kaka IS! His job is ngagetin anyway! thankfully, this is not water! if spilled skin Kaka will certainly peel off sore ples," grunt and then start pouring it into the glass .
"Yes sorry! anyways Kaka is just worried about your condition really, if again the problem of coffee so changed so." he thought curious.
"Lad! You don't need to know! the point is like - like I want any problem with coffee and it has nothing to do with Kaka!" he growled while staring at Firdaus.
"And I'm your future husband! so you have to know," the response while stirring the coffee that has been brewed with a spoon.
"You are a new candidate! so Kaka still has no right to know about my personal problems in detail" he said.
"Oh yes! because the coffee is ready so Miftah wants to go to the room to clean up the goods before leaving, bye Kaka.." his wave as it passes from the presence of Paradise.
Firdaus just let her even though he himself is also still haunted by a huge curiosity in Miftah who always covered anything to him until now except the story of his experience alone.
After stirring his coffee, Firdaus decided to return to the guest room to watch a funny cartoon animated that made him never bored and very entertained.
Who else if not a film of a chef on the sea whose work only laughs and cries also disturb his neighbors who are famous for their emotional level and when scolded he and his best friend just laugh giggling.
