
Hanum nodded slowly, slowly pushing Alex's chest to let her embrace stretch a little.
"It's dusk, how do we stay?"
"After home, isn't there an inn?" hanum said as she shrank her tears.
"I have a home here. There are guards too, so clean. All we ask is people in this area, who knows they know something." Alex runs his vehicle towards his parents' old house, without waiting for Hanum's approval. He chose not to return to the city first, in the condition of Hanum who was emotional and upset.
Alex pulls his vehicle over to a house without a fence with a large yard, "Let's go in," Alex gives the code to Hanum who is still standing at the door with a nod of his head, because both hands are full of bags and one plastic bag contains two packs of fried rice.
Hanum circulated his view, Alex's family home in this village is very well maintained and clean. Not the type of modern house as it is now in the city, but more traditional nuances. Wooden chairs, with full wall decoration with carvings.
In the corner of the back house there is a garden that is still neatly arranged, and many trees with greenish leaves and gurgling sounds from the pool water that continues to flow.
"Niki kuncine, Mom. Yen ono needs to, Mas'e call me. Kulo ning omah mburi," said Mr. Sarwono, who is believed to take care of Alex's family home.
"Summer suwun, Mr. De," said Alex with a slight bow.
Hanum smiled at her husband's interaction with the housekeeper, who is more than half a century old.
"Happy in here?" alex asked as he wrapped his hand around Hanum's stomach from behind.
"Happy," said Hanum nervously. He was gasping when Alex did that, because he was busy enjoying a shady back garden.
"Would you take a shower or eat first?" alex asked half a whisper.
"Eat first, the fried rice will be cold" said Hanum while loosening the winding of Alex's hand.
"Would you eat here?" haggar Alex. Hanum looked at the surroundings, then he nodded.
It seems like it would be nice to eat on the back porch, while accompanied by the sound of water gurgling from the pool and the smell of wet soil after the rain.
"Wait here yeah," Alex ordered. Before long the man returned with two packs of fried rice, then returned home to take two glasses of warm tea.
"Why smile?" ask Alex suspiciously.
"Why? don't like?"
"Like, love." Hanum developed his smile.
"Why again?" alex asked again as he caught Hanum looking at him with a sad look in his eyes.
The rice on Alex's plate was gone while on Hanum's plate more than half the portion was still there, a sign the woman was not enjoying her dinner.
"Ga's delicious?" ask Alex.
"Enak, delicious," said Hanum quickly, then immediately put a large spoon into his mouth.
Alex noticed the attitude and look on his wife's face, he felt something was hidden by Hanum.
"Why aren't we done?" alex asked as Hanum stopped eating, but there were not 10 spoons in his mouth.
"Kenyang" said Hanum.
"Ga good waste of food, here I am the one who finished." Alex pulls Hanum's plate.
"No, that's my ex." Hanum held back his plate.
"Why are you ex?" Alex pulls back Hanum's plate.
"Gross ...." Hanum fell silent as she saw her husband unhesitatingly stuffing his used fried rice into his mouth with the spoon he was wearing.
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Review of the old NT guys, understand the end of the month holiday atmosphere as well. Hope this chapter is up on schedule.
Last night again