THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Want Together

After performing the duha prayer and offering prayers, Via cleared his face. He rushed to the kitchen.

Before returning to the shophouse, he intends to learn to make shrimp chicken dimsum.

Just as Via opened the refrigerator door, Farhan was already standing behind him.

"Mas Farhan? Why go to the kitchen? Want some fruit?" ask Via.

"No. You want to make dimsum with mom, right?"

"Yes. Why?"

"You're helping."

Via gawking. All this time he had never seen Farhan do anything to do with cooking. If Azka, Via is often helped by him.

"Why is that? Can't believe your husband can cook?" tanya Farhan looked at Via's reaction.

"Have the ingredients been prepared, Vi?" asked Ms. Aisyah who just entered the kitchen.

"The new Via will be ready, Bun," replied Via.

"Lho, are you here too? Wanna take what? Already, spout!" ma'am Aisyah said that she knew Farhan was near Via.

"Farhan's going to help, Bun. Can't you?"

Bu Aisyah's forehead is wrinkled. However, a moment later a meaningful smile expanded on her lips.

"Oh, that. Come on, we'll start now!" take Miss Aisyah.

We have prepared all the necessary ingredients. Ms. Aisyah was a little surprised at the amount of materials prepared.

"How much do you want to make, Vi? This is the chicken 2 kilos?"

"Hehe, fear of failure, Bun. If it works, Via wants to bring friends to the shophouse."

"Oh that's it."

"Will I go back to the shop later? Not on holiday tomorrow? It's Sunday?" ask Farhan.

"Ehem, there are still missing apparently. How, Vi? Are you sure you want someone who is in a bad mood? Not satisfied if only met semalem bonus morning a few hours."

Aisyah mocked her son and daughter-in-law.

Via's cheeks instantly blushed. This is what Farhan likes, seeing his wife bashful with rosy cheeks.

"Ah, Mother Kayak is never young. Try it first when you take a specialist. How does Mother feel about my father? Must be Mommy meweek, right? Which, after completing your studies, I can't take too long away from you" Farhan replied.

Ms. Aisyah laughed off the counterattack from Farhan. While Via is just a smile. He just found out that Farhan also has a humorous side.

"Now, the chicken is fillet! Do both! Another nyiapin's mother!"

As a result, the exercise makes the chicken shrimp dimsum a success. Not only produce a delicious dimsum, but also the closeness of a married couple who have not been able to live together.

"Hhmmm, something is delicious as it is," chirped Azka who just came.

"Apaan, come directly to the food," Farhan said.

Azka looked at her brother. He nodded for a few seconds.

"Well, there's a new chef apparently. This is Chef Farhan's cooking, Bun?" ask Azka.

Miss Aisyah and Via laughed.

"Ckckck, I never thought my brother would jump into the kitchen. What wind brought manager Wijaya Kusuma to Madame Aisyah's kitchen?" canda Azka's.

"Wind******pick. Noisy, ah!" sahut Farhan while throwing an apron that he just released to his sister.

"Duh, very fierce. It's a lo!"

"Wildamah! Someone has one too. Than you, still jones. Weeek!" farhan replied while sticking out his tongue.

"Bun, Mas Farhan is naughty. I knew Azka was single, had the heart to make fun of her sister," whined Azka.

Miss Aisyah smiled. Via actually wanted to laugh, but was afraid that anyone would take offense.

"You're like a little boy. You're not ashamed of your wife?" ma'am Aisyah asked Farhan.

Farhan just smiled. He saw the face of Via who was holding back laughter. As soon as Farhan found out he was looking at her, Via immediately lowered his head.

"Now, let's taste this dimsum!" take Miss Aisyah.

"Ready, Boss!" exclamation Azka.

Azka took 5 pieces at a time. And in an instant, all five vanished, into Azka's stomach.

"God willing, is that hungry?" exclaim Farhan.

"Hehe..it's good, anyway," Azka said without feeling guilty. He took back the remaining dimsum.

Ms. Aisyah just shook her head. He knew exactly the habits of his youngest son. When he likes food, he can spend 2 or even 3 servings at once.

"Via has packed the dimsum that you want to carry, right? Fear of being brushed by Azka, your friend did not get part," said Bu Aisyah.

"Already, really. Mother need not worry. Via also sets aside for dad."

"Thank God. Mother was worried that there was no more. Ni kid if you find suitable food continue like that trance."

"Dek Via so back to the shophouse?" ask Farhan.

"So, dong. Poor the others."

"Aren't the three of them? Not enough to handle your job?"

"There are things I can do."

Farhan looked at Via sharply. Via replied with a smile.

"After the sublime, yes! Half an hour is in time zuhur," pinta Bu Aisyah.

"Good, Bun."

After the prayer, they had lunch together. Azka only ate vegetables because her stomach was filled with dimsum.

Just now Via was going to clean up the dining table, Ms. Aisyah forbade it. Instead, Ms. Aisyah told Azka to clean up.

"So to the shophouse now?" ask Farhan.

"Yes," answered via brief.

"Then, get ready! I'm taking it."

Via was a little doubtful. As soon as he saw Bu Aisyah, he caught the gaze of his mother hinting that he would not refute Farhan's words.

After saying goodbye, Via got into Farhan's car. He was sitting in the back seat. However, of course Farhan objected and told him to move next to Farhan.

The car is traveling at a slow speed. Apparently, Farhan was intentional. In the parking lot of a Farhan supermarket parked his car.

"Cock it here?" Confused via.

Farhan opened the door for Via and extended his hand. Via welcomed Farhan's hand despite a slight hesitation.

"Then just bring the dimsum. Come on, all shopping for daily necessities" Farhan said.

While pushing the trolley, occasionally Farhan stole a glance at the girl who was picking up her essentials.

"Mas, can I ask you?"

"Can't you? What do you want to ask?" Farhan asked back.

"Mas Farhan transfers to Via's account every month, huh?"

Farhan laughed and replied, "Yes. Dek Via is Mas's wife. Mother has not sent money to you. Wh why? Less?"

"More. A lot, anyway?"

"Tube only! Or can Dek Via use to develop the store."

Farhan stopped the trolley when he saw the thing that Via had bought with him.

"Daddy, don't buy that?"

Via's cheeks flushed when he knew what Farhan meant. Embarrassedly he took two packs.

"Not less?"

"No. More so," replied Via while looking down.

"How many days is usually?" whispered Farhan.

Via glares at Farhan. The man grimaced as he continued pushing the trolley.

"Let me know long enough to be satisfied later" said Farhan accompanied by laughter.

Via pouting. He did not respond.

Once enough, Farhan pushed the trolley to the cashier. Farhan's hand brushed off Via's hand which was taking out the wallet.

"It's my responsibility. Wait there!" farhan ordered while pointing at the exit.

Finished the transaction, Farhan carrying a grocery bag closer to Via.

"Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"No, that's enough. Mas Farhan has given him money. Why can't Via pay for groceries?"

"That's it. We rarely go together like this? Let's just say it's my happy expression next to the wife's breadwinner" Farhan replied with a smile.

Farhan held Via's hand to his car. Shortly after, Farhan returned to drive the car slowly.

"Actually I miss this moment. They want us to be together. Honey, things haven't been possible."

Farhan's words paused for a moment. His left hand grabbed Via's right hand and grasped it tightly.

"Dek Via never misses Mas, right? Is it just me who has this feeling?"

I was surprised to get an unexpected question. He was confused to answer.

Farhan turned to the side and found the girl next to him looking down.

"Not to be answered is okay. I just want Dek Via to know how I feel. Mas will not make Dek Via have the same feeling. However, let Mas feel happiness when both are like this," said Farhan softly.

It didn't feel like they had reached the shophouse.

"Mas didn't come down, yeah. Fear your friends ask questions. Don't forget, grab your dimsum and your groceries!"

Farhan reached out his hand. A moment of confusion. However, he soon regained control, welcoming Farhan's helping hand and kissing her.

"Assalamualaikum" said Via.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Careful, wife."

Via opened the seat belt and went down. As soon as Via closed the trunk, Farhan immediately drove his car. Via stared at Farhan's car until it disappeared just into the shophouse.

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