
“Mas, thank you for the surprise you made. I feel so overwhelmed by what you did today. I didn't expect that you'd rather give me a surprise than finish your work there. Though I know very well that you are a workaholic,” said Zayna when both of them were in the room.
After they finished eating together, everyone returned to their rooms. It was still night, they were also very sleepy. Ayman is thinking of celebrating Zayna's birthday party tomorrow again. The man wanted to take the wife away, of course without the woman knowing.
“You are my wife. How can I not do something when my loved ones get older. Oh yeah, I forgot a gift for you. I'll take it a minute.”
Ayman got out of bed and picked up the gift he had prepared in his briefcase. Zayna just kept watching her husband. The woman did not expect any gifts from her husband. Just a surprise, he was very happy.
“This, dear, for you,” said Ayman while handing over a small box of gifts for his wife.
“Can I open it, Mas?” zayna asked, looking at her husband.
“Open it, it ‘kan already belongs to you, so it's up to you.”
Zayna also opened a gift from her husband. How surprised when he saw it turned out that there was a necklace that was so beautiful. Diamond necklace with orchid flower shaped pendant. That woman sure must have been very expensive.
“Bagaimana, Sayang. Apa kamu suka?” tanya Ayman.
“Mas, this is great. Must be very expensive. Why not buy a regular gift?”
“This is special for you, dear. Don't look at the price, but look at my sincerity when giving it. Here I put it on,” said Ayman who immediately put it on the neck of the wife. The man involuntarily curled his lips.
“I know, but you ‘kan know that I also rarely wear jewelry. The one you bought yesterday was just one time I used.”
“It's okay, let's just say it's for your savings, later if you need money can be sold.”
“Times on sale!”
“It's okay, as long as it's still useful. Just like if you were given a shirt when it was torn you still wear it too? No, right? Must have gone in the trash can too.”
“Iya, but it's not good if you want to sell people.”
“Already, don't need to discuss. Let it go."
"Yes, I want to open a gift from others" said Zayna, opening a gift from her in-laws.
Again the woman was surprised when she opened her in-law gift. A silver diamond bracelet that looks so very pretty. Zayna was amazed by him. He never bought anything like that. However, Zayna could tell if the gift of her in-laws was of very good quality.
“Mas, this is great, it must be very expensive. About how much is it, Mas?” zayna asked her husband because she was sure he knew. The woman flipped the bracelet.
“What's the matter, honey? You want to sell it?”
“Ngaklah, Mas. I was just wondering, why did Mama give me such a expensive gift?”
“The gift for his son-in-law should certainly be good, which can be careless."
“Iya, Mas, but this is too much.”
“No, you are the same who thinks of it that way. For Papa and Mama, this is nothing compared to your presence in this house. Especially now that there are prospective grandchildren, of course Papa and Mama are very happy.”
“I am also happy with the existence of Mama and Papa who love me like their own child.”
“Iya, now you open the gift from Kinan and others.”
Zayna began to open gifts from them one by one. When they finished, the two decided to go to bed first. There is still time to rest before resuming tomorrow's activities. Without waiting for a long time, Ayman and Zayna head to dreamland.
The next morning, the house still looked deserted. It seems like the residents are still sleepy due to last night's event. Only Bik Ira was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for everyone.
“Good morning, Bik,” greet Zayna.
“Good morning, Neng. Already awake? Everyone is still sleeping, surely they are still sleepy.”
“Aibi is used to getting up early, Neng. Precisely Aunt's body feels pain all if silent.”
Zayna nodded at Bik Ira's words. Ever since she came to this house, not even the housekeeper complained. Especially until it hurts.
“I help, yes, Bik! What cooking aunt?”
“No need, Neng. today Neng Zayna should be a mistress.”
“Not like that, Bik. I don't like it that way."
“Will the baby enter the kitchen? Said it in the kitchen stinks?”
“No idea, hopefully my cravings are done, Bik.”
“Pregnant mother is reasonable, Neng.”
“Yes, but it doesn't taste very good. I wanted to cook for my husband, but I never could. Now the baby wants to be invited to cook, so all want to cook a lot. May Mas Ayman like.”
“Neng Zayna want to cook what? Let Auntie be readyin.”
The two women were busy in the kitchen, while everyone was still lying on the bed, diving in the morning dreams.
The food is ready at the dinner table. Zayna and Bik Ira put it together. One by one the residents of the house began to fill the dining table.
“Tumben food is plenty. It's not the rest of the night, is it, BI?” ask Kinan.
“No, Non. That was Neng Zayna cooking. After all last night's food wasn't like this.”
“Already can cook, Brother?” ask Kinan to his sister-in-law.
“From the first too Brother can cook.”
“I mean, Brother is not nauseous? No more smell when you enter the kitchen?”
“No, today is fine. Looks like the cravings are done and hopefully after this, it is not nauseous anymore when invited to cook.”
“Iya, Brother. I miss the same cuisine Sister.”
“Sorry yes, Neng. Aunt has disappointed. I've been trying to make what tastes the same as Neng Zayna's, but it still feels different."
"No, Bi. If Auntie's other dishes are great too. Brother Zayna and Bik Ira have their own advantages in making food," said Kinan who did not want to hurt his domestic assistant.
"Everything you learn with them, so you can make your own favorite food," said Mama Aisyah who had been silent.
"I'm learning, Ma."
"Learn what? One day of study, one month off. It's the same as a lie."
"Mama, I'm still busy in college."
"Don't just go to college as an excuse. There are more people who can work harder than you. They have to find a job to go to school. They also had to feed their brothers. You should feel lucky rather than them."
"Yes, I'll try."
Arguing with Mama Aisyah, it was certain that she would lose. Better just say it. After all what Mama Aisyah said was indeed true. He should be grateful to be able to go to college without working for money.
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