YUMNA AZZURA'S

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Yumna had finished sweeping in the courtyard, she returned home and went to the kitchen to wash her hands. In the back, Haidar followed and went inside the bathroom.

"Delicious food, sir? I bought it near the crossroads there anyway," said Yumna pointed out using her chin. Mr. Dani who was chewing food swallowed it with great difficulty to answer the question from the master.

"Enak, Mother. The food there is really good," said Mr. Dani while nodding his head.

"Have you bought there too?" ask Yumna.

"Yes, occasionally buy there, a bit far so do not dare to leave the house for long" said Mr. Dani again. "Mak Yumna didn't eat Mas Haidar?" mr. Dani's question coincided with Haidar's exit from the bathroom.

"I had eaten there, Haidar had eaten before before he went to look for it" replied Yumna. Mr. Dani just nodded his head and continued his meal.

"Darling, I went to the room first. Want a mami phone," said Haidar, Yumna nodded her head and gave her cellphone and wallet to keep in the room.

"Titip, I'll wipe the stove first. I forgot it" said Yumna. Haidar went from there to his room.

"Already, Ma'am. I will clean the kitchen. Mbak Yumna rest first," said Mr. Dani.

"Ah, already. Don't need. You just eat a quiet, just a stove wipe a little kok." Reject Yumna.

Mr. Dani smiled happily, Yumna is as good as the mother, never arbitrarily to his subordinates.

The face of the former cooking this morning was also not washed, Yumna took it and was about to wash the object, but the former seasoning she saw there was tempting as well to just taste it.

"Yahoo!" Yumna almost vomited when she felt the egg balado from the tip of her index finger, her face looked strange and also shuddered due to the saltiness in her mouth that was too severe. Yumna immediately stored the pan again and leaned over in front of the sink, gargling with water flowing from the faucet.

Hearing that made Mr. Dani rise from his seat and approach towards Yumna with worry.

"Mbak Yumna why?" asked Mr. Dani patted softly on Yumna's back, reflexively he did just that. Conscious of his sassness, Mr. Dani pulled his hand and chose to find drinking water for Yumna.

"Drink first, Ma'am." The water in the glass he poured out to Yumna. Gegas Yumna received the glass and drank it half empty.

"Thank you, sir." Yumna's air breathed deeply, slightly tight and aching in her stomach from almost vomiting earlier.

"Mbak Yumna why? Pregnant?" ask Mr. Dani confused. Seeing her master vomit like that made her believe that Yumna was pregnant young.

"Yumna shook her head.

"No, Sir. I'm not pregnant."

"Thus that was? Vomiting?" ask Mr. Dani again.

"I'm gonna puke for this." Point Yumna at the face she raised in front of her. "Asin" said Yumna.

Mr. Dani poked the red spice and tasted it, a little more than Yumna had put in his mouth.

"Huweeekk. It's salty!" mister Dani exclaimed as he clucked his mouth, his face grimaced with the very salty taste there. "Definitely Mas Haidar is the one who cooked? Very salty, kayak now we are swimming in the ocean again," said Mr. Dani again. Yumna's face instantly became flat looking at Mr. Dani so that made the man frown.

"This is me cooking, sir!" yumna looked coldly at Mr. Dani. The middle-aged man closed his mouth. Wrongfully. He shouldn't have said anything about who's cooking, just salty enough. SALTY!

"Eh, I guess this is Mas Haidar's cooking. Sorry," said Mr. Dani.

"I ... continue to eat first yes, Ma'am. In the post alone while guarding, afraid that there are guests who come," said Mr. Dani again while shifting slowly towards the table and took the plate, said, then with a stiff-looking smile on her lips she began to leave in front of Yumna.

Yumna glanced at the wok in her hand, remembering that Haidar had tricked her earlier. The woman's gasps walked towards the room and looked for Haidar.

"What's up, honey? I'm calling Mami." Haidar smiled and was confused when he saw his wife coming with an angry face and a frying pan in her hand.

"It!" Point Yumna towards the pan.

Haidar's body immediately stiffened, seeing the pan he felt he knew what had happened. "Oh, I forgot to wash that?" Haidar pressed the end button of the call, making Mitha who was in her house cluck in annoyance. The smile on his lips looked stiff.

"I wash first, deh," said Haidar then rose from the edge of the mattress. He was about to take the frying pan, but Yumna kept it away from Haidar.

"Ni-nipu what?" Haidar gulped his saliva a little hard, Yumna's gaze like one being possessed.

"Dear!" yumna shouted as she lifted the pan over her head, Haidar was surprised she was blocking her face with both hands.

"Eh, Honey?" said Haidar, he thought that Yumna would float the pan to his face, but Yumna then stopped and lowered the object. Yumna sobbed quietly and sat on the floor.

Hearing Yumna's sobbing made Haidar lower his hand when nothing happened that he had imagined. The worry grew when I saw Yumna dudu on the cold floor.

"Honey. You why?" ask Haidar. The man came closer to Yumna and held his wife's shoulder.

"You're evil!" yumna Shouts. "Evil!" The crying is getting louder.

"Eh, ouch. This why? How crying? I'm evil what?" asked Haidar worriedly and also confused.

"It!" Point Yumna towards the frying pan on the floor next to her. "You said it was delicious, it's Haidar salty!" yumna Shouts.

Mr. Dani, who continued eating on the porch, heard Yumna's cry, and the man was worried about his employer's scream, but a second later he felt relieved that it was not something he should worry about.

"Geez, what's up with Miss Yumna, huh? I usually never cry. Is she probably pregnant again?" muttered Mr. Dani spoke to himself and then resumed eating again.

Haidar felt guilty about this incident. However, he just wanted to make his wife happy by covering up the taste of the cuisine earlier. How do you know if it's going to be like this.

'I should have washed that pan, too. Why did he miss, ' he muttered annoyed to himself.

"Honey. Sorry," said Haidar as he sat in front of Yumna.

"Evil!" Yumna is still a bit.

Haidar took Yumna's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently.

"I'm sorry, honey. I just don't want your mood to go down. You've worked hard to make me food, I have to appreciate your struggle, right?" said Haidar to calm the wife who he himself confused why with the attitude of Yumna who is like a child.

"But-but you .. It's salty, Haidar! I'm gonna throw up!" Yumna was crying again. It felt so guilty to serve such a bad meal to her husband. He tried to remember, and was sure that he didn't seem to taste it first.

"Hey, dong. Its nothing. See I didn't throw up, right? Your cooking isn't good, but I'm eating it out, right?" said Haidar again.

Yumna stopped her crying, staring at her husband. Smiling on Haidar's lips, Yumna finally stopped crying.

"Yes! My cooking is not good!" yumna shouted again, now crying louder than before, even this time Yumna pushed Haidar's shoulder to the back. Yumna stood up and ran towards the stairs and went upstairs.

"Darling!" haidar shouted quickly up and caught up with Yumna.

Yumna's footsteps were so fast that she was already upstairs and almost reached the room. "Haidar wicked!" yumna shouted again.

Haidar who just arrived in the living room passed by Mr. Dani.

"Mbak Yumna why, Mas?" ask Mr. Dani who carries a dirty plate in his hand. Haidar just shook his head answering the man's question.

"But you didn't fight, did you?" ask Mr. Dani again.

"I'm confused Yumna suddenly cried, sir."

"Because of that skillet, huh? Yumna Mbak's cooking is salty?" ask Mr. Dani again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Patience, Mas Haidar. The storm will surely pass" said Mr. Dani now pat Haidar on the shoulder. Mr. Dani was about to step towards the kitchen, but he then stopped his footsteps.

"Mas Haidar, see Mbak Yumna suddenly the mood is that, maybe not really if Mbak Yumna again pregnant?"