Turning Point

LIMA

I heard a faint adzan maghrib this evening. The day began to get dark, with a little black cloud that shrouded between the expanse of sky above the city of Jogja.

A man was preparing to wear a holster complete with a hunchback and his cocktail shirt to rush to perform the maghrib prayer.

"Mas going to the mosque?", asked Lintang who had just come out of the bathroom to take ablution water

"We worship at home only yes dek", he replied while correcting his Chinese position.

"Why not go to masjid mas, is it not that men are more important to the mosque?" asked Lintang anyway. The one being asked just smiled thinly

"Mas again want to often congregate with the wife of this beautiful mas" he replied while pinching the nose of Lintang

Lintang's cheeks were flushed, her heart felt flying into the clouds hearing the dreadlocks from her husband. Never thought in the mind of Lintang, this man who became her husband turned out to be smart to issue dreadful sentences. Yes, while hoping that her husband's excitement is only focused on him.

"Yuk dear" asked Agum to rush to perform maghrib prayer.

They are in their respective prayers. I don't know what prayers they are asking for. For a married couple there is nothing more romantic than being together, raising their hands, immersed in a string of prayers. Prayers that will surely lead them to the blessings of the hereafter.

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The middle latitude is busy in the kitchen cooking dishes for dinner. Tonight he plans to make fried rice. This was his first experience cooking a dish for someone else, as he usually only cooked for portions of himself.

He doesn't know much about cooking. It could be said that he was not good at cooking, but now that his status had been legal to become a wife, he was determined to learn to cook, so that her husband did not often snack outside.

Is it not through cooking that we can fall in love with someone? With a taste that spoils the tongue that will certainly leave its own impression in the taste senses of people who enjoy it. Lintang thought perhaps with good cooking, the love of her husband will increase every day. 😁

"What cooking?", asked Ranti's mother suddenly in the dining chair. Yang asked was surprised, because since then he was busy struggling with his mind while flipping rice on the frying pan.

"Eh, mother.k kok call him mbak, call Lintang only ma'am, lintang is already a mother's child as well", replied Lintang not at the point of question mother-in-law but even at the point of call mbak

"This latitude cook fried rice same egg cow's eye bu. Lintang apologizes ma'am, because this new one that can make Lintang, Lintang is not good at cooking bu", he continued with grimacing, holding the shame in front of his mother-in-law.

"You can learn to cook with the deck mom. Before getting sick, I opened a cafeteria at the college where Abdul worked, so any kind of cuisine you can" Agum said, suddenly appearing in the kitchen.

"Oh yes ma'am?, then from tomorrow Lintang will learn to cook with mom, who knows Lintang to be a cook after being taught by mom" he replied. Ranti's mother just smiled in agreement with the words of Lintang

After a while, finally the Lintang-style fried rice was ready. There are four plates on the dining table. Of course for Agum, Ranti's mother, Mimin, also himself. All were seen enjoying the results of fried rice made by Lintang. From the facial mimic of people who are in maja eat it describes the results of the cuisine is quite good for beginners.

They soon finished eating dinner. Ranti's mother returned to the room, as did Agum while Lintang cleaned the dirty dishes on the table.

"Let Mimin wash it off" said Mimin, who intends to help Lintang

"Good deck, mbak followed mas Agum to the room first yes", he replied as he passed away and replied to a nod from Mimin

Cold air still feels piercing the skin pores. Making humans who feel it prefer to stay curled under a thick blanket or maybe for those who are forced to leave the house, requires them to wear a thick jacket.

Maybe the air that feels so cold now is the impact of the bediding season. Which is the transition season from the rainy season to the dry season. The air temperature during the bediding season is not as cold as in subtropical areas, but it can make the body shiver cold for those who live in highland areas.

Latitude lay on the side of Agum, with the position of Agum's arms under the head of Latitude, and one hand hugged the waist of Latitude. They seemed to be engrossed in conversation, telling her everything that had happened before their meeting.

"Darling, thank you, because you are willing to be a wife" said Agum while showering Lintang with a kiss on his cheek

"Yes mas, Lintang is also grateful because mas chose adek to be a companion to life mas" he replied

"Sorry also because mas can not bring a fancy wedding party. Adek tau itself right, ibuk need treatment that is not small, starting from drugs as well as his therapy" he continued in a soft tone

Latitude rubbed gently on her husband's cheek. Trying to feel what is bothering her mind. She kissed her husband's cheek gently

"Adek demands nothing from you. Adek only ask, mas can carry out their duties as a husband well", reply Lintang. Agum was still staring at Lintang's face in the shade

"Mas, can adek ask for something?", continued Lintang anyway

"What is a deck?", asked Agum

"Don't ever complain about it. Adek realized, that this adek is far from perfect. Maybe there are a lot of women out there who are much more everything. But adek ask, never once did mas share feelings with other women out there", replied Lintang at length

Agum smiled knot. Perhaps as a sign that his wife's request was very easy for him to fulfill.

"The promise will always love you dear, and will never present another woman in our midst except____________" Agum said

Lintang frowned. Trying to guess what word her husband will continue with mixed feelings

"Except what mas?", asked Lintang impatiently to hear the words of her husband hanging

Agum hugged the body of the Latitude. Pasting his lips to his wife's neck, he said

"Unless we are given a daughter, so automatically love is shared for you and for our daughter"

Feeling the breath that is between the neck and ears makes Lintang like an electric shock that flows through his body. Makes her creep immeasurably.

"Honey, we make baby yuk" said Agum with a seductive grin, winking.

Latitude Face was flushed, his chest felt rumbling. Reflek he nodded his head while blushing in embarrassment.