
Zayna arranged all the food on the table, assisted by Bik Ira. She also prepared a warm tea for her husband, for his father-in-law a cup of coffee. For women, there is enough warm milk. Bik Already explained the habits of everyone in the morning and what are their preferences.
It is not difficult for the woman to prepare everything because she is used to doing this work. Especially in this house there is Bik Ira who helps him. Different in his house first, everything Zayna did alone.
"Auntie please continue, yes! I want to call Mas Ayman" Zayna said, washing her hands.
"Yes, ma'am, take it easy."
Actually Zayna felt uncomfortable being called a mistress, She preferred to be called a name or a son, but Bik Ira refused to call like that. Finally the woman accepted and did not force.
Zayna entered the room to call her husband. It turned out that Ayman was sitting relaxed in bed while checking his work on the laptop. In the past when in a rented house the man always saw his work through a mobile phone, now he can freely use a laptop.
"Mas, not work?" zayna asked while sitting next to her husband.
"Not yet, today I want a holiday first. Tomorrow it's work. I also told you that I work from home today."
Zayna nodded as she looked at the husband who was being serious. Ayman looks very handsome, making the woman fall in love even more. She involuntarily smiled and just then her husband turned his head.
"Why smile? What are you daydreaming about?" ask Ayman.
"No daydreaming" replied Zayna. "Just worried about you getting handsome," he continued, which made Ayman speechless.
This time, Zayna praised her husband. Even Ayman took a while to ascertain what he had just heard. The man smiled as he looked at his wife.
"You admit that I'm handsome too" Ayman said with a smile.
"Because you're handsome, right! Come on, let's have breakfast first! The food is ready" Zayna asked to switch the conversation.
"Alright, come!" Ayman turned off the laptop and put his phone in his pocket. "Thank you for praising me. You are also beautiful" she continued in a whisper.
Zayna was embarrassed. She had no intention of praising her husband. Why is Ayman teasing her now? The woman was really embarrassed, not knowing now what her face was like.
The man walked out followed by the wife in the back with her hands clasping each other. At the dinner table, there was a father and his mother. The two were talking while enjoying a drink first.
"Good morning, Pa, Ma" said Ayman.
"Good morning."
"Bik, how come Kinan hasn't come down yet?" ask Aisyah.
"I called you, madam. He said in a moment," replied Bik Ira, who was taken by Aisyah.
"You don't work, Ayman?" ask Mama Aisyah.
"No, Ma. Tomorrow, I'm working from home like before."
"Good morning everyone!" the new Kinan came. "Taste it today, it looks good! There's a sauce again. Suddenly I was very hungry when I was dieting again," Kinan continued while rubbing his stomach.
"Now, no need to diet. Eat it, too bad it's not eaten. Later you on campus can not calm down, think of food at home," seduced Ayman. Kinan just grunted. However, it was undeniable if it was true what her brother said. Surely later he will think about food if not devour it right now.
"Already, come on, sit! We have breakfast first" Papa Hadi said.
Ayman has really changed now. Zayna had changed the man a lot and Aisyah liked him. Papa Handi and Kinan are also very greedy, it can prove if the woman has managed to take the hearts of the inhabitants of the house through their stomachs.
"Tumben Bik Ira is delicious cooking like gini" Kinan said between meals.
"It's not me, Non, who's cooking," interrupted Bik Ira who happened to be passing by.
"It's not Bi Ira? Who's cooking?"
"Mrs Zayna was the one who cooked everything. Aunty just look at it."
"Well! has he? My sister-in-law, smart cook apparently. It's so good, it's worth it it's different than usual."
"That means my cooking has not been good, huh, Non?" ask Bik Ira in a sad tone.
"It's not bad, Bik, but it's ...."
"Kinan has only tasted Aunt's cooking too often. So when there is food made by others it feels special. I'm sure Bi Ira's cooking is delicious. The proof every day everyone always spends Bibi's food like last night" said Zayna who also felt bad for Bik Ira.
"Yes, Bik. It's like that" Kinan said quickly.
"Thank God then. So I won't lose my job" Bik Ira said with a shy smile.
"What, anyway, Auntie. Kinan likes Bibi's cooking and Kinan also likes Kak Zayna's cooking because there is something new. Both are delicious, really, so Bik Ira and Kak Zayna both have their own advantages," said Kinan who did not want to hurt Bik Ira.
For him Bik Ira is like his own family because the middle-aged woman has been working in this house since she was still in the womb. While Papa Hadi and Mama Aisyah just quietly enjoy the food without interrupting. It was true what Kinan said, Zayna-made food tasted good, it was a pity to miss.
They had also tasted the menu as Zayna cooked it, but it tasted different. Made by his son-in-law, there is a fresh and sweet taste that fits. All is not excessive.
"Eat him, Kinan, you will learn to cook with your sister-in-law. If you have a husband, you can cook. Do not just eat," said Papa Hadi in between feed.
"Ih ... Papa, what, even Kinan?"
"Why indeed? Right, right, what did Papa say?"
"But there's already Bik Ira cooking."
"You have to learn to cook. You saw your mama. Although mama rarely cooks, but she can still make good food even though Papa rarely feels it."
"Let's say Papa misses mama's food. Put on my name, excuse me to learn to cook!" exclamation Kinan.
"Papa, miss Mama's cooking?" mama Aisyah asked while looking at her husband.
Say no, fear of hurting his wife. Say yes, fear of trouble. "Actually, yes, Ma, but Papa won't make it to the kitchen, really, so just calm down." Finally that sentence came out of his lips.
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