Two Loved Wives

Eat with family

After a long journey riding a motorcycle long enough now has arrived at this simple house, which is only a wooden house and small size.

I parked my bike next to my house and went inside the side door as usual.

"Thank God until it is safe" I said in my heart.

Then I went into the house, through the back door or the side door, not forgetting to say hello.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Fariel said, opening the door.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Mamakku who was in the kitchen.

Then I closed the door and I immediately kissed her hand and went inside.

"Father where Ma is" said Fariel.

"Obviously, if the afternoon is a walk ahead chat with other Fathers as well" said Mama.

"If not in front, yeah most in the field see people playing volleyball".

"Oh, what's cooking" Fariel said.

"It's usual just chirping chickpeas are just as fried tofu" said Mama.

"Oh yes ma, this was meat, it was cooked, it was washed and it was chopped too" Fariel said, handing her a plastic parcel from the bag.

"What meat Mad, you buy" said Mama, asked me by calling the end name aja Mad which means Akhmad, because at home called his Akhmad by both my parents.

"Don't know Ma, it's like beef, but don't buy kok Ma. It was in the same love of my work boss, he said he was told to take it home for the house people, because there are still many fears not to run out" said Fariel.

"Oh yes, thank you. Later Mama Masakin for dinner, you rest sit-down. Mama wants to continue cooking first" said Mama, while looking at the meat inside the plastic and continue cooking again.

"Yes Ma" said Fariel, leaving the kitchen straight for my room.

Because I was also tired of being just sitting around leaning on the wooden wall with just a little to relieve fatigue, and did not feel to fall asleep.

"Wake up Magrib. It is not good to sleep late in the evening like this, let's wake up" said the Father, who was shaking my body.

I opened my eyes and sat down without leaning again.

"Wake up, Wudhu continue to pray with Jamaah" said Mr.

"Yes" I replied standing up.

"That's the bike put first" said the father, walking backwards.

Without answering, I immediately entered my motorbike and then took Wudhu water for Maghrib Prayer.

We also pray together in three houses, my Father as the Imam while I and Mamakku as the Master.

After the prayers and the Zikr and the Do'anya are finished. As usual, we read the Quran for a while while waiting for Isha Time. My mother continued her unfinished cooking.

And the Adhan of Isha was heard, it was a sign that it was time to pray Isha.

I immediately Iqamah and the Father immediately stood up to be Imam again and we became Makmum.

And after the Isya prayer we went straight to the dining table to eat together in this fairly simple dining room.

"Pa, try to taste, what does not taste" said Mama.

My father immediately tasted it.

This is how my family is.

"Pas kok, yuk eat" said the father.

We enjoyed dinner together quietly. After finishing eating directly I took the table and brought the dirty dishes to wash directly.

After selsai helped wash my dishes and went straight into the room to sleep because it felt sleepy and there was still a little tired.