The Substitute Bride

Chapter 17 (Basak Apa Tawuran)

A golden yellow ball hangs dashingly, adorning the blue stretch of sky between the white of the thin cotton-cotton that slowly fades in the wind. The scorching light of the sun ferociously burned the skin. Giving birth to sweat on the forehead of the girl in a maroon dress. The cream-colored ribbon that coiled sweetly on her waist drooped limp, as if it could feel the hot temperatures dominating today in the absence of the gentle breeze that used to make her wave beautifully.

Tami walked back and forth fretfully. Occasionally his eyes glanced into the courtyard of the house fenced in black iron which was quite high. Residential roads are so deserted today that no one can be asked to give a helping hand to the poor girl who has waited nearly two hours in the hot sun.

It is true that the capital is more cruel than the stepmother. If at home Tami's mother would definitely not want to wait in the hot sun. He would climb up the guava in front of Juned's house, which was as stingy as a serit, although he risked being crushed with a pair of sandals and hearing his booming screams while waiting for his mother to come home to take care of his catering business. Here in the capital, what he can climb. As long as the eyes look at you, you will only find towering fences. Perhaps a high fence is more believed by homeowners to protect their homes from thieves than a twenty-four-hour security guard whose hobby is lost at the guard post.

Tami placed a hand on her forehead, trying to avoid the scorching sun while staring at the black fence in front of her. His neck looked up, wondering if his short legs were strong enough to climb over the fence with minimal injuries. He then looked at himself, with a long dress that closed to the eyes of the feet, a little more would complicate his movement. But his determination was already unanimous, he would still enter the house no matter how. Dozens of times he pressed the bell but none of the residents of the house came out.

"Oh!" Tami took a short breath to reduce the nervousness that plagued her. The last time climbing a guava tree on the edge of the river, he ended tragically in the middle of a flock of ducks who were cool swimming.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."

By saying basmalah Tami began his action to climb the fence. It turns out he has not forgotten how to climb the good and right. But the forgetful Tami doesn't seem to remember one thing that she never knew how to get off in a good and right way. As a result, the forgetful girl was trapped above the fence while staring in horror down. The neatly arranged set of five-square stones down there is not the right place to land the two soles of a girl with "chronic" heart disease". The organ behind his ribs beats faster than usual like a marathon.

When his mind was deadlocked, it turned out that God had sent a prince who was unfortunately grim-faced to help him. The fool with that grim face, the important thing is that the man who is now staring in wonder out the fence is willing to help him.

"Well, run away where you are, son." muttered the man as he glanced outside the fence, he was ready to turn back his steps if not to hear a cry that sounded so hysterical and terrible

"Mas Keeeeeeen." Tami screamed hysterically with a facial expression that looked so apprehensive.

The girl was already very panicked at the thought of her body being of no size as it fell plunged downwards. Loss..rugi... if you are young already hunchback like grandma.

Keenan cuddly looking for the source of the sound of his sister's crybreng.

"Tami on top, Mas." shouted Tami as loudly as possible.

Keenan looked in disbelief. Since when did his beloved sister turn into a spiderman.

"Well, you're on the fence, Tami?" tanyanya.

"For the camping I did, didn't see?" tami replied with anxiety. It is clear that he again sangkring spoiled on the fence is still asked again what. Kan ask so much in the pile of high heels that he wears during the wedding yesterday.

"Yes, yes. I'll go inside first, then when I'm done saying yes."

Tami exhaled through her mouth while closing her eyes. Good thing you're handsome mas, patient Tami, patient. When he opened his eyelids, Keenan had actually walked away from the fence. Tami panicked not a bitch. Seriously, he really doesn't know how to get down when he climbs.

"Mas Keeeeeeeen." Tami screamed so loudly that the flying bird just chose the direction. "Ih, Mas Keen really ninggalin Tami up here."

Keenan approached his sister with a whimper. "And he said again camping, yes who knows not to be disturbed right" said Keenan without feeling sinful.

"Not look at my feet until my gini, Mas. How is this dong? Tami doesn't know how to get down from here."

Keenan laughing. He never thought, from where he got a strange brother like a magical bin Tami.

"Ih even married, please napa." Pinta Tami frustratedly.

"Yes, your abisan is funny, you know how to ride but you don't know how to get down. How's the story try?"

Tami flicked her right hand to her face, then answered Keenan with a sliver. "The tuh did not open the fence from earlier, rather than dry like salted fish mending Tami just climb so fast."

"Yes, the hunt's down." Keenan waved his hand into the air. "Then you'll be mistaken for another neighbor."

Annoyed, Tami unknowingly releases her handrails from the fence. The towering iron twitched, making Tami lose her balance.

"Mas Keeeeeeeen." cried Tami long, her eyes closed tightly before her body fell on top of Keenan's embrace.

After a while, he opened his eyelids when he heard complaints complaining from his mas. Kan poor nian the fate of this Keen, his intention to tempt his sister even he who was crucified. What else could he do? She was so panicked when she saw her sister lose her balance up there. His intention of wanting to capture Tami with both hands instead had to end with him landing on top of a collection of five square stones with Tami on top of his body tightly hugging him.

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"Drink the water first, Mom."

Tami handed him a glass of water on the dining table. After reading the basmalah Keen drank the water with one gulp. Tami pulled up a chair and sat down next to Keenan. He felt so guilty for his brother.

"Is there anything that hurts, Mom?" Tami examined Keenan's body with both of his eyeballs.

Keenan put the empty glass back on the table. His head nodded several times assuring him, when in fact the pain in his body was not much.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's crumbling" he said dramatically.

Tami felt more guilty.

"I'm sorry, Mom, Tami didn't mean it. Tami's body part is not very heavy, Mas body time to crumble anyway?"

"What are you feeding Alvin? Must be in the stone feeder is that why it is so heavy as a gini?"

Tami, who was busy researching Keenan's body, harrumphed in the direction of his mas.

"Yes, just slander. The time of a beautiful person like Tami in the love of stone. Really, what does the world say?"

Astagfirullah Tami, pede very much you son. Waiting for someone else who has long been.

Keen clucked resignedly. "Let's be quick."

Tami pulled the jar not far from her arm. He deftly opened the lid of the jar then ate the fried emping in it with greed. It is good to fill your stomach before the fighting session begins.

"Why are you saying that in broad daylight like this to go home?" Keenan took two pieces of fried emping and chewed them in slow motion mode.

Tami stopped the chewing. "Can't you? If not, Tami can go home." she threatened while preparing to stand up

"Yes, just go home. Hush, hush." Keenan's right hand moved like he was chasing away a cat caught stealing fish.

"Ih, that's so bad!" tami exclaimed as she pinched Keenan's arm furiously, making the man grimace in pain.

Keenan rubbed his arm that had been pinched by his sister. He did not finish thinking, why have a brother at all fierce anyway? Is it possible that his sister is a descendant of crabs, abis nyubitnya is the same as the capitan sea creature.

"Kok Mas said evil anyway? You were the one who wanted to go home. Sok atuh, welcome."

Tami was already preparing to land her pinch on Keenan's arm a second time, but the Masnya deftly dodged it by hugging his own body. Finally Tami chose to go to the refrigerator to take a glass of cold water and then sit back.

"What the hell are you doing here, deck?"

Keenan went back to chewing his remaining emping. Tami answered after finishing half her glass.

"That's, Mama wants to teach Tami to cook."

"You, learn to cook?" keenan didn't believe it. He knew his sister was not good at kitchen affairs, the last time he saw Tami cooking, this kitchen was filled with smoke and a bad smell. Thankfully, it did not burn the kitchen.

"Yes, Tami wants to learn to cook with Mama" replied Tami confidently.

"Would you like to learn to cook or learn to destroy the kitchen, deck?"

"Study cook to know." replied Tami ferociously.

"What can you cook?"

"Can."

"Masa? What can I cook?" yanya Keenan by lifting his chin.

"Same water cooking Indomie, hehehe."

Keenan chuckles amusedly. Cook soan mah everyone can times. There's just this human named Tami.

"That's the sound of the fence open, Mom?" yanya Tami when she heard the sound of the friction of the fence wheel and the iron.

Tami knitted her two eyebrows.

"Well, wasn't the pager locked?"

"Yes, did you think the pager was locked?"

Tami mangosteen.

"Here you are, it turns out your eyes are myopic on the deck. Heh, mostly look at Alvin's face for sure." Keen's index finger pointed right at his sister's face. Tami almost bit the finger if Keenan did not deftly pull his hand.

"Biarin was myopic because he saw the face of Mas Alvin, his reward knew a lot." murmured Tami.

"But not myopic, but your eyes are left at home. Haha. Aww.. aww.., do not nyubit napa, already sick again pinches the pinch." Keenan rubbed and occasionally blew his reddish arm because of Tami's pinch. Tami's original pinch is very ferocious, nyubitnya wear euy feeling.

"Ha, rasain tuh. Who told me to be a nyebellin very." Tami's nagging. He closed the jar and put it back in its original place.

"Well, where are you going, deck?" keen asked as he watched Tami move off the bench. Tami turned to Keenan for a moment

"You open the door for Mama."

Keenan took a chair and walked ahead of Tami. The room was his goal.

"Remember ya, deck!"

"Remember what, Mom?" tami is confused.

"Remember. The door's open, not climbed."

After saying that sentence, Keenan ran quickly up the stairs with a laugh that never ended. While Tami was walking towards the door while busy pampering in annoyance. Today it was so annoying.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Ma."

Tami immediately approached Bu Rahma who carried a lot of groceries in both hands.

"here, Ma. Tami's the bringer." Tami took over some of the groceries from her mother's hands. Yes, if taken over all can't afford him either.

"Buy what, Ma? Throwing like." yanya Tami. He was busy sorting through groceries to put in plastic containers. Like fish and chicken he keeps in the freezer, while the vegetables and seasonings he puts in the lower refrigerator.

"Buy groceries for a week, baby. All Mama shopping for you to learn to cook." replied Ms. Rahma, her hands were busy pouring water into a glass and then drank it after reading basmalah.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to take this, Ma."

A few days ago He whined to his mother for cooking lessons. But without whining, her mother was willing to teach her how to cook. She was really insecure after seeing the supplies Mira had prepared for her husband. In addition to his attractive appearance, he is one hundred percent sure that the food made by Mira must be delicious. It turned out that day Alvin chose to eat the provisions he prepared while cooking Mira he brought home. When he asked why, Alvin replied that Tami's food tasted much better. He was moved to make it. Though he believes the taste of his cooking must be ambiguous but Alvin still eat it to please his wife. And sure enough, after tasting Mira's food that he had heated earlier, it tasted amazingly good. From that day on he was determined to make the cuisine much more palatable than Mira's cuisine. Yes kasian also Alvin he chekoki mulu with his cooking, can overdose of salt tuh people's children because all this time the cuisine is always salty.

"Nerepotin really, baby. Mama is very sad. So the house is not deserted anymore, Mama also so there are activities at home."

Tami approached Rahma at the dinner table after she had cleaned up all the groceries.

"Thank you, Ma, help Tami out."

Rahma held her daughter's hands together.

"Back of love, baby."

Tami smiled back at Bu Rahma's warm gaze.

"What are we cooking today, Ma?"

"How about cooking sour shrimp sweet same as corn soup?"

"Well, I think it's interesting, Ma" said Tami enthusiastically. He broke the hand of Ms Rahma and excitedly walked into the kitchen. Rahma also followed behind him.

"What ingredients, Ma?" Tami

already getting ready to pick up the materials in front of the refrigerator. His head was even in the refrigerator.

"Ambilin shrimp which has been weaned (cleaned), is in the lower refrigerator yes, take place the seasoning is also the same corn two pieces, carrots two fruits the same five beans."

Tami took one by one the materials that Bu Rahma asked for. While Rahma was busy preparing cooking utensils.

"Udah, Mom. Anything else?" tami asked after putting all the cooking ingredients on the table.

"What, huh?"

Ms. Rahma researched one by one the ingredients on the table.

"Oh, yes. Ambilin flour seasoning same bread flour."

Tami quickly carried out the orders of Ms. Rahma.

"There again?"

"Almost forgot, Mama. Ambilin all fruits in the bottom refrigerator. Don't miss the dragon fruit, yeah."

Tami put her right hand on the tip of her eyebrow, performing a respectful mode.

"Ready, Mistress."

After all the ingredients were collected, Tami began cooking by reading the basmalah. Relax my dear husband, this wife of yours will definitely cook you the most delicious food in the world.

Tami starts by cleaning by removing all the shrimp shells except the tail section. He then smeared the shrimp with seasoning flour that had been thawed. After smeared with seasoning flour, the shrimp is then smeared with bread flour. Until this part he is in control, with instructions of Rahma ma'am of course. When the frying scene begins, Tami actually wants to raise her hand. He's a bit traumatized because some time he's frying fish, uh the fish is even rampaging in the frying pan. As a result the cooking oil splashed everywhere and hit his arm several times. But this time Tami ventured, whatever she did to captivate Alvin. And thankfully, the shrimps were kind and did not fight back when put in hot oil.

After some of the shrimp matured, Rahma ma'am took over Tami's job and told her to cut the seasoning. Everything was fine until Tami accidentally rubbed her itchy eyes using the hand she had used to hold the chili that had been sliced.

"Ma, Tami's eyes piqued Ma." she panicked. He walked here and there with his eyes closed, his hands he used to fan his pungent eyes.

Ms. Rahma immediately approached Tami and took her daughter to the dishwasher.

"Here, here, baby. His eyes are open, yes."

Rahma lit up the water and asked Tami to wash her eyes with running water. Afterwards he brought Tami in front of the freezer. The freezer's cold air slowly removed the pain in Tami's eyes.

"Ma, the fried food" Tami reminded.

Sangking panicked, Rahma's mother forgot to turn off the stove as a result of the shrimp in the frying pan was burnt.

"Well, the shrimps are all charred, Ma." Tami looked at the shrimp he had fried had changed color to black.

Bu Rahma laughed in response to her daughter. "It's nothing, what's important is that you're okay."

Tami smiled. She is grateful to have a loving and understanding mother.

They continued their cooking lessons. Tami was a bit surprised when her mother put pieces of dragon fruit skin in her sweet sour sauce shrimp, it turns out that the dragon fruit skin anchoring was intended to make the dish more delicious. Although the kitchen was chaotic but today Tami managed to make all dishes with a taste that is no longer salty thanks to the guidance of his mother, with the permission of God of course.

Keenan put a large bowl of fruit pieces to make fruit salad on the table. At the break, suddenly his mother asked him to help cut the fruit. He looked in wonder at the messy kitchen. There was Mama and her sister who were busy cleaning up.

"Well, what's this cooking?" Ask. You want to say cooking but a mess like a place out of brawl, you want to say bawuran but its place in the kitchen. He knows whose job this is. And the culprit can only be dumbfounded.

If it's not messy, it's not Tami's name.