Three Years Different

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Midnight Mardiyah woke up with a dream surprise. When he looked he did not see Lutfan was beside him. Where is Lutfan? her mind slowly descended towards the bathroom. But the husband was not there either. Next he chose to go out probably will be found in the living room. Why isn't there? Umma it seems that there is also no, the mind is starting to be confused. As his ears heard a voice from the kitchen, he hurriedly stepped up.

"Lutfan! I'm looking for you ..."

"Huh?" Instantly Lutfan smiled sweetly and served the cow's eye eggs that had just been fried. "It's me. Laper."

"Yes Allah ..." Mardiyah approached, and helped her husband pick up the rice in a slightly high rice cooker. "You can wake me up. I must have woken up. Sorry, yes. You want to eat? Let me make it better."

"I want some cow's eye eggs. Some of the food from Umma was still there. But I want another one. That's why I don't want to wake you up, afraid of nicotine, you're still tired" explained Lutfan.

Mardiyah sighed, and placed a plate filled with eggs and rice on the dining table. Then take a seat in the chair directly facing Lutfan. "I'm tired of what, anyway? I'm not doing anything, Lutfan. I just fell asleep."

Lutfan was silent for a moment. No idea what? You're still sick. You also look pale. How can a trivial pekara gini I ngerepotin you continue? his mind immediately shook his head and smiled faintly. "No pa-pa. My people can still cook for themselves. You're not laper?"

Mardiyah hush.

"Mar--"

"You realize you're not worrying me?" mardiyah.

"Yes, sorry. Promise me tomorrow I'll wake you up." Better to give in and apologize. Lutfan understands Mardiyah's worries are solely caring. Because his wife knew that he had fallen while trying to get out of bed. But this has been a month passed a lot of physical exercise that he lived alone, and also he ate a lot of bone-healthy foods.

"Now let's eat together. I'm bribe. You're laper, right?"

Mardiyah chose to stand up, lifted the frying pan containing the leftovers earlier this afternoon onto the stove and lit it.

"You mad?"

Lutfan heard no reply from Mardiyah. His wife was busy heating the food.

"Mar ..."

When Mardiyah was finished, she turned around, taking another seat beside Lutfan who still needed her food.

"Laper said. Why haven't you eaten yet?" ask Mardiyah.

Lutfan staring. "I asked you diem. Are you angry with me?"

"No. It's eating."

Lutfan started eating his food. While Mardiyah chose to stare continuously, even unconsciously her hands raised to look at her husband's front mane backward. Just blocking it, his inner being slowly his gaze dropped on the lips. "You're a real laper, huh?"

Lutfan nodded.

"So how'd you get the teflon?"

Lutfan has swallowed his food. "Jinjits. While idling the kitchen shelf."

"Printer."

Hearing the praise of Mardiyah Lutfan's hand was raised closer to the spoon on his wife's lips. "Aac. Ate. Wake up you must be laper."

"Later on." Mardiyah. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Mardiyah opened her mouth and chewed slowly.

"Enak, right?"

"Nob."

Mardiyah's hand reflexes rubbing Lutfan's lips. "Where's umma?"

"Eghm a-anu's. To Grandpa's house."

Bakda dawn. Actually Lutfan intends directly to the outlet part of the city. But because his mother said that he would come home in the afternoon. At least he should be at home first until the sky is really bright, it is very unlikely he left Mardiyah alone.

"Not going to the outlet?"

"So. It's a little late."

Mardiyah nodded.

"What are you going to bring?"

For a moment Mardiyah thought. "Burning honey is not pa-pa. I have not eaten for a long time."

"OKAY. I'll bring it."

When Lutfan looked down back to play his cellphone, some news that threw him snorted annoyed. The look on his face changed immediately. Who would dare to write something like this? Want him to hit!

"Why face?" ask Mardiyah.

Lutfan looked up and shook his head.

"Why?" Mardiyah directly herself behind Lutfan, she could see the news at a glance. "Oh. About it. I just saw it too. What was written there is true."

Cecilia Maharani Adiwangsa looked indifferent. Gautama Adiwangsa, the heir of the Lazuardi Hotel, has a son from an affair with his former secretary.

Past conflicts that put the marriage of Cecilia Maharani and Gautama Adiwangsa at risk.

"What the fuck. It's not clear to them. These articles are of no quality. It could be that people live in so-called money-seeking materials," grumbled Lutfan.

Mardiyah who saw Lutfan was so upset. Finally saying, "That's the way they make money, Lutfan. Let it be, after all Mama ..."

Deg.

Did he realize he just called Cecilia, Mama? Is ... getting used to it? Unknowingly he smiled faintly and said again, "Mama Cecilia is not the problem. He also...promises to find out about my mother's family. And I-I .. believe in him."

"But not gini either. What's a dark relationship? It's the same with your mother. There is obviously coercion. If the dark relationship both like and intend to cheat. This is so bad, this news tends to nyudutin your mother, Mar. While Mr. Gautama is not keli--"

Mardiyah refuted, "Lutfan, you still hate the same ... My-my dad?"