YUMNA AZZURA'S

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The smell of the food makes Yumna very happy. It is up to him if later he has to go and go in and out of the bathroom, the most important thing now is that he wants to eat full.

"Eh, just eat here. Yep. I want to eat here" said Yumna, shaking Haidar's hand.

Haidar could only nod. She's not going anywhere this afternoon anyway, just waiting for the afternoon if Yumna really wants to go to the movies.

"Bang, just eat here. That one is wrapped yes," Yumna said this time to the waiter. The young man nodded his head and brought the order that Yumna had pointed at.

Yumna and Haidar chose to eat at the edge of a large window, the street view was very clear from where they were sitting.

"Tumben really want to eat here? Usually also wrapped in take home?" ask Haidar. Yumna looked at her husband's cynics and was upset.

"If you don't eat the egg, I won't eat here either" Yumna replied. Haidar just put on a smiling face. If Yumna knew how she had tasted, wouldn't she be as disappointed as before? Moreover, this was the worst that Haidar had ever tasted.

"Yes, eat here as much as you can. Eat a lot" said Haidar again.

Before long, the food that was ordered had arrived, Yumna looked very happy to see all the food she saw on the table.

Seeing the food order that was in front of him made Haidar become fixated. "That's plenty. You pesen this much?" point Haidar at the food.

"Yup!" Yumna nodded, preparing to start enjoying the meal. Gulai jackfruit that he had ordered now he poured over the warm rice that still reflects thin smoke.

"You want to eat again, right?" ask Yumna before she starts eating her food. Haidar shook his head. There was enough food that he enjoyed at home.

"You ate a lot. I'm still full" replied Haidar.

One by one the food has been tried, gulai jackfruit, rendang, fried fish, as well as eggs balado as he made earlier, but this time he found the round shape intact.

Haidar who watched his wife swallow her saliva with difficulty, did not expect if it turned out that the portion of his wife's meal could be this much.

After almost an hour there and spent all the food, the two finally decided to go home with vegetables such as rendang and jackfruit vegetables.

Just as Yumna was about to get on the bike, she suddenly heard the voice of someone she knew very well.

"Eh, Yumna. It turns out to meet here," said a woman who turned out to be a co-worker at the company.

Yumna stopped going up on the motorbike, smiling as she nodded her head at the woman. "Mister here too?" asked Yumna, the helmet she was almost wearing was now just hugged in front of her chest.

"Yes, we want to buy side dishes, there are guests at home" the woman explained. "Will you go home?" ask again. Yumna nodded her head now.

"Yes, it's done. Go home."

The woman looked at Haidar who was only wearing ordinary clothes and knee-high shorts. Although indeed Haidar looks handsome and also charming, but seeing him only wearing ordinary shirts with blue flip-flops a million people made him stare cynically at them. Moreover, the motor that Haidar uses is an old year's output motor and already looks sad because there are broken and hollow parts on the side.

"Oh, yes, that's it. I was surprised to meet you earlier, but what car is usually not used? Where's where?" ask the woman.

"There's home, Ma'am. If only to get out for a while, the hassle of having to exit the car everything. So, we use the bike alone," said Yumna again.

"Oh, that. But--"

"Em, excuse me, ma'am. At home someone is waiting. I say goodbye first" said Yumna, then put on her helmet and rode behind Haidar.

"I go first" said Yumna once again who was nodding his head by the woman.

"Who?" the husband asked when Haidar and Yumna had left the place.

"Employees are also in the office. He said the wife of a rich man, to the office just bring a nice car, but really that's a motorcycle like a gardener's motorcycle!" replied the woman with a sneering tone.

"Did you see what those two clothes were? Like that shabby, the color is not clear, it has faded," she said again, then the woman approached her husband.

"Pa, follow them, yuk."

"Make what?" ask the confused husband.

"Proof," answered his wife.

"Don't, Ma. We have a guest in the house"

"Just a second!" said the woman forced, then sat on a large matic motor owned by the husband, a motorcycle with a wide body output last year, of course still not too many who have the vehicle.

"Come, Pah. Hurry up before you miss it!" said the woman impatiently.

The bike then runs to follow Yumna and Haidar. The man just resigned to follow the words of his wife, rather than continue to nag and will not be able to stay at home.

Yumna and Haidar were walking at a moderate pace, quite enjoying the time of their journey even though the air this afternoon was a little hot. The wind that hits the skin gives happiness to Yumna.

"Where are you going? A skillet?" haidar bargained by shouting from the front.

"No, ah. Go home," replied Yumna similarly shouting as well. Eventually, the two men entered the residential area where their house was located.

Motor stops in front of the fence. Yumna went down first and opened the gate so that Haidar could bring his motorbike inside. Simultaneously, Mr. Dani came out of the house wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong, and peci, had just performed the Dhuhur prayer. Yumna pushed back the fence until it closed perfectly.

"Sir Dan, this is the food I bought for Mr. Dani. You take the rendang, gulai nangka for me. Please separate, yes" said Yumna.

"Well, isn't this wrong for me?" asked Mr. Dani confused while receiving the package of food.

"No, I want vegetables. Please keep it on the table, yeah. I'll have lunch soon" said Yumna again. Mr. Dani immediately brought the package of crackle into the house through the front door.

Seeing a lot of dry leaves scattered in the yard made Yumna could not stand it. He picked up the broomstick that was near the post and started cleaning it.

Haidar had just finished storing the motor into the garage. Seeing his wife cleaning the yard made him feel sorry, especially when rubbing the sweat on his forehead.

"Here I am a broom," Haidar's pinta will sweep Yumna.

"No need, instead of the lightening, help me make this branch cut," said Yumna pointed at the branch that had dried up. The leaves that were there fell to the ground.

"Oh, I brought the axe first." Haidar was about to go towards the kitchen, but Yumna told him to go to the guard post of Mr. Dani, there was a garden tool there too.

"okay." Haidar went to the post and got more tools under Mr. Dani's bench. It didn't take long, Haidar had returned with an axe and crop scissors.

"That's right, Pah. Did Mama say, they're frauds! The wife of a rich man, was only the wife of a gardener" said the woman, then patted her husband on the shoulder to leave.