You Forgot My Wife's Son

Chapter 57

"I miss your cooking" said Rangga.

Kartika thawed as it passed, did not reply and then walked into the kitchen. He heats the chicken soup of the beloved princess reques.

Put the fried tempe in the dish. Do not forget to pour the tattered sambal that is still in the tear, he poured it in a small bowl.

"It smells really good.cook what the hell.." The heavy sound was shocking. The goose is standing in the back.

"Ih, ngagetin deh" said Kartika rubbed his chest.

"You were helped by wiping his chest. hahaha" Angga muttered.

"Not funny to know!" mlengos.

"I help bring it forward" Angga lifted the still-hot rice with a napkin.

Kartika glanced at her husband's steps from behind smiling. Ah... The man, who made his life change, sometimes hate, sebel, angry, but there is still a beautiful sense of love in his heart.

"Ah... think what the hell I am.." murmured. Kartika then raised the soup in a pot, following her husband to the front.

The dishes were gathered and they ate.

"You don't use fish dear.." asked Kartika because Jeni had filled her plate with chicken soup and tempeh.

"It's enough Bun, already use the same chicken tempe kok" he said while biting the tempe is still warm.

"Oh, that is, if you want, take it yourself" said Kartika. Kartika grab a plate scooping rice for Angga.

Angga feels like he wants to turn over his happy sangking. I have long wanted to feel a moment like this.

Kartika take a bowl of vegetable soup, then put in front of Angga. Angga again cheered in his heart, Kartika still remembered him. Every meal of fruit vegetables must be separated.

"Thank you..." Angga caught Kartika's hand, then grabbed her. The two look at each other. Those eyes, lips, nose, and face, nothing changed still like it used to be. Who can break their love.

Both of them drowned again in the waves of romance that had been blown by the storm.

The presence of a third person almost destroyed the solid foundation of their household. In both hearts, they hope that the household will be back intact.

Their hearts as a solid bridge to link the hearts of both. And may the Lord give the light to break through the dark path to a bright place for both.

Until a few minutes Kartika's hand is still in the grip of Angga's sturdy hand. Angga feels reluctant to take off.

They did not realize the pair of smiling clear eyeballs were happily staring at him. "Cie. cieee..."

Her little girl's voice made them quickly pull her hand.

"Hihihi... Mother... kok released anyway? Jeni didn't bother me, either" Jeni laughed. And indirectly he has disturbed his Mother's Father.

Kartika quickly pulled her hand and scooped the rice for her, feeling very embarrassed to her son who was still laughing.

"Have..don't laugh constantly Jen.fear of sprains." kilah Kartika is indeed true.

They then continued eating, Angga looked greedy eating soup until it was true that he said he was missing his wife's cooking. Not only kangen siiih cuisine, but everything.

After eating, Kartika brought dirty dishes of kitchen, put on the floor of the dishwasher. There is no wastavel like a modern kitchen in general. Understand the name of the contract that is affordable.

"I'm the only one who's clutching the dishes" Angga crouched down beside Kartika who had rolled up her long-sleeved t-shirt, intending to wash the dishes.

"No need" answered Kartika.

"I'll do the dishes, please make some coffee. I miss the same made of your coffee," said Angga holding Kartika's shoulder.

"Yes, I buy coffee first" Kartika intends to buy coffee.

"Don't. I already bought coffee, still in front of the plastic" said Rangga.

Kartika front chamber snatching white plastic, inscribed with a certain minimarket. Then looking at the contents of the plastic was not just coffee. Lots of snacks in it.

"Fetish" answered Kartika just take coffee and put the plastic back.

"Make Jeni a Bun time?" Jeni holds Kartika's hand.

"Maybe? but you better ask me first"

"Ready Bun" Jeni ran into the kitchen not long after returning.

"Truly Bun, make Jeni the same Mother he said," Jeni opened the plastic looking happy.

Kartika smiled, then the kitchen wanted to make coffee. Arriving in the kitchen, Kartika was stunned to see her husband from behind seemed to be rubbing the butt of the pan, making her shoulders sway look more and more cool.

Kartika turned his head, when Anga was caught when Kartika was daydreaming to look at him amazed from behind.

Angga looked over smiling and continued to wash the dishes.

Kartika immediately averted his eyes, take the water in the crock and dipper it with a dipper poured in a pot, then boil it. Kartika brew coffee, he already knows the dose used to often make coffee for Angga.

"I brought it to the front, Mas" said Kartika while lifting a tray.

"Yes baby..." Angga's reply made Kartika turn again to hear Rangga's call. Found Angga who was storing dishes in a shelf.

Up ahead, Kartika sees Jeni falling asleep in front of the television. He put the coffee on the table and then wanted to lift Jeni.

"Let me alone" apparently Angga has finished washing dishes then followed Kartika. Angga picked up Jeni, moved her to bed.

Angga returned to the front of the television sitting on the carpet then tasting a little coffee. Smile expands in Angga's lips. His wife's coffee is delicious. Brewed with 100-degree water instead of a thermos.

"Nights of coffee, can sleep?" tanya Kartika coffee time at eight o'clock.

Rangga then realized from daydream put the glass back.

"Intentionally," he answered smiling.

"Willfully?" Kartika looked at Rangga wrinkled.

"Yes.I want to stay up late looking at you all night, ahahaha," Angga laughed at his own waves.

There is no answer from Kartika just smudge lips.

"If again so manyun want to try his lips deh" said Angga chuckled. While shifting little by little sitting up to stay a few inches.

With a swift Rangga grabbed his wife's body then wipe the lips of Kartika that he always missed.

Kartika also enjoyed the sensation given her husband, the smell of coffee from the mouth of the fragrant Rangga makes Kartika complacent. This time she did not refuse to put her arm around her husband's neck.

Angga put Kartika to bed on the carpet, then began to climb two mountains. Both are completely twisted romance. Longer long-term longing little by little treated.

"Bundaaa.." Pekit Jeni from the room made both of them stop the action. Soon Rangga approached Jeni's bed, but Jeni was still sound.

"Art wake up Mas?" Kartika after buttoning her pajamas that have been open then followed the room.

"No, it's like a dream" Angga answered and then both laughed. After correcting Jeni's sleeping position and enveloping them back in front of the television. But before Kartika to the bathroom first.

"Here I buy purple yam chips eat gih, usually you like" Angga took out entirely from the white plastic bag, the food he bought earlier.

"This is one of Linda Mas's chips" said Kartika, chewing yam chips while looking at the plastic packaging that reads. Various chips. (ENDI MENEH) in Javanese which means. (WHERE ELSE.)

"Times?" Angga also snacking chips for coffee friends.

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