Wrong Khitbah
104. SK 2: GADO - GADO
The clock shows at 02:00 in the morning.
Zahwa squirmed, he got up and sat down while rubbing his eyes. She looked at her sleeping husband after their struggle which was completed 1 hour ago.
He grimaced with his stomach, which curled with hunger. Looks like his power was drained out of their heat absorbed activities in addition he did not eat dinner last night. His stomach feels really hot right now.
"Uhh. hungry.." his whine on himself.
He looked back at Akhtar, rubbed his face, and occasionally touched his nose.
His actions made the owner's face disturbed. He caught Zahwa's hand that had tickled his face.
Akhtar opened his eyes, and looked in surprise at Zahwa
"Darling..why wake up? It's still two o'clock, can still sleep another hour. Is that lacking?" Akhtar's remarks made Zahwa pull Akhtar's nose strong
"Engggs"
"That's... Aparthotels..." Zahwa let go of her hand
"This hair alone is still wet" Zahwa murmured inwardly
"Then what hm? Aren't you sleepy?" Akhtar's words pulled Zahwa into his arms.
" Hungry "
"Huh?" Akhtar looked into Zahwa's eyes
"Hungry.. I'm hungry Yank.."
" A clock like this?" Ask Akhtar to make sure
"Hu'um" Zahwa nodded
" Come Yank, my stomach has rung from earlier" whined Zahwa.
" Yes.iya..but what would you eat? Are you sure there's still food?"
"Umm.pengen eat hodgepodge" said Zahwa sumringah after a moment of thought.
" W-what dear? A hodgepodge?" Akhtar said
"Yes"
"But now where there is"
" There's a dear..."
"Where?"
"In the kitchen"
"Indeed, Mommy cooked Gado-gado?"
"No"
"Then?"
" Dear cook it"
"Now?"
"That's darling... Come on. Your wife is starving right now" Zahwa said
"Alright.well.ayo" Akhtar woke up with a stagger.
"Wait" Zahwa said, stopping Akhtar as he opened the door
" What else is it.." Akhtar turned to look at Zahwa who was standing on the bed
"The sincere dong dear. ihh"
"Yes, my dear... What's up?" Akhtar said his words
"Lad" said Zahwa in a spoiled tone and spread out both hands
Akhtar's forehead shriveled, but even so he continued to walk closer to his wife who suddenly turned very strange.
"Let's go up" Akhtar stood his back to Zahwa
Zahwa quickly stretched his arms around Akhtar's neck and tightened his legs to Akhtar's waist.
They came out of the room and went down to the kitchen.
Akhtar sat Zahwa down at the table, after which he walked into the kitchen.
"Wait a minute now"
Zahwa nodded obediently, while fixing the order of his hijab.
Akhtar opened the refrigerator, and looked at the available supplies to make a hodgepodge request the wife.
He gathered all the necessary ingredients, after that began to wash, peel, cut and boil the vegetables do not forget his noodles. While waiting he made his gravy and fried tofu, crackers and fried onions .
While he was busy talking in the kitchen, Zahwa was even cool watching television. Without any intention to see or help her husband.
Helwa, who heard this midnight voice, decided to leave the room. He found Zahwa watching while drinking ice water.
He walks into the kitchen to grab a drink in shock with Akhtar wearing this midnight apron.
Akhtar does not realize that Helwa is out of the kitchen and back in her room.
He tried to convince himself and hope that what he thought was right.
"The mm Maira where hm. here sleep again" said Azzam with a hoarse voice and pulled Helwa clenched to continue her sleep.
Back to the newlyweds
Now Gado-gado made by Akhtar is difficult to finish ready to eat. Yes, although not as complete as usual, but most of the material is there.
Akhtar put it on a plate. When he finished, he took him and his drink to the dinner table.
Akhtar approached Zahwa who was sitting in front of the flaming tv.
"Sa-" Akhtar's words were cut off when he saw that Zahwa had closed his eyes.
Akhtar smiled a little, yes feel in play. But, not for Zahwa, he knew definitely waiting for him to prepare the hodgepodge takes time until Zahwa to fall asleep.
So, Zahwa IS FORGIVEN.
Akhtar chose to carry Zahwa and bring him upstairs. Just one rung up the stairs, Zahwa woke up in his lap.
" How? Is the box ready?" The bill to Akhtar
"Hemm"
"Then why was I brought up"
" You're sleeping in the tv room, I think you're so sleepy"
"No, let's turn Bib around. I want to eat"
"But it's so sleepy"
"Engga.. Come bib... In the kitchen, I'm still hungry.." Rengek Zahwa
"Yes.iya.lah" Akhtar let out a small sigh, then turned his body towards the dining table.
Again he sat Zahwa there, after which he gave a plate of hodgepodge that he had prepared earlier.
"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Zahwa
Then quickly eat the hodgepodge made by her husband.
"Emm.enak" praised Zahwa.
It turns out that her husband is very good at cooking
Akhtar smiled slightly, seeing that his wife was enjoying the food he made.
Some time later
"Alhamdulillah... It's a pity that I'm full" Zahwa reported, stroking her stomach, which felt full.
"Yes we do not need to sleep anymore, we continue to pray at night. Come on" Akhtar pulled Zahwa's hand after putting Zahwa's dirty plate into the sink.
"Enggh.." Zahwa shook her head
"Gendong" he said was very spoiled
Akhtar chuckled softly and took Zahwa to his lap and walked to their room.
Zahwa was happy to lay her head on her husband's chest.
"My wife is what's wrong with you" Akhtar said, staring at Zahwa's face, who had fallen asleep again.
After being satisfied to look at that beautiful face, he went and got ready for the evening prayer.
***
The next morning
Zahwa woke up when he went to sleep after dawn. His eyes and head were very heavy not restrained, so he returned back to the cold morning, but calm he had taken a bath. Akhtar will not let him pray in the morning without cleaning first.
Below, Helwa was delivering tea to three family heads relaxing in the back garden.
"Thank you son"
"Together Well" replied Helwa
"Ummas.. Maila junda mauu num.." Pinta Humairah who was in Akhtar's lap
"Maila, drink some milk, son. Not tea"
"Mauu the rich Om the danteng" his whine
"Maira. early in the morning for a little boy like Maira to drink milk, to be healthy"
"Umm.bial fast besal junda rich Om danteng?" He asked plainly with a cute face
" that's right, let Maira be as tall as rich Om" Akhtar replied swiping Maira's chin
"Hmm.so yeah.. Umma Maira wants rich milk Om"
"OK.. for a moment it's beautiful" said Helwa then waltzed off to the kitchen to make milk for Maira
***
Do not forget to stay in the footsteps of Mother...✨
InsyaaAllah later malem up again🤭
