YUMNA AZZURA'S
74. Sofa In Room Disappearing
Yumna lay her head on the head of the bed, and she fell on her own.
Holding his uncomfortable chest.
His heart felt strange.
His mind spun back on the flashback these past few moments he had with Haidar.
His brain stimulated his lips to continue smiling, but a second later it became flat, curved again, then frowned.
Have I gone mad! muttered.
Yumna moved her head, shaking quickly.
"Can't! It can't be left for long!" furious Yumna slapped her own cheek.
New clock shows at seven o'clock. Yumna was thirsty and hungry. Yumna did not come out of the room at all. He just collapsed, and also watched Korean dramas even without interest. His mind was fixed on being a couple of months old, which resulted in him becoming worried like this.
The sound of frying was heard from the kitchen. Haidar seemed to be moving his hand, seemingly slicing something. He also wears an apron with Hello Kitty. His hands were agile, between the knife and also the frying pan. Slicing something, then turning on the frying pan, stirring it occasionally.
The smell of the cooking wafted, making him even more hungry.
Yumna approached Haidar and peeked at what the man was cooking.
"Hungry?" ask Haidar. He put soy sauce as the last ingredient that must be inserted.
"Lumayan!"
Haidar continued to flip through his cooking, making Yumna amazed at it.
Haidar smiled looking at Yumna who was just silent with an unusual facial expression, her eyes following every movement she made.
"Why?" tanya Haidar broke the daydream of Yumna's admiration.
"It's okay. Only great elo!" Yumna gave her thumbs up to Haidar. "I didn't think you could cook."
"Hehe. yes dong. Living alone in Singapore, I have to be able to cook myself" he said proudly.
"Take this!" Haidar thrust a spoon at Yumna, Yumna approached holding Haidar's hand. Thin smoke billowed from the gravy on the surface of the spoon. "Blow first. It's hot!" his sweat.
Yumna. He blew the gravy on the spoon with a heart-day and then tried the taste of Haidar cuisine.
"Where? Less what?" ask Haidar.
Yumna smiled widely with sparkling eyes. "Don't kid!"
They both smile.
Haidar left his cooking and turned to the pantry chair.
"Mr princess, please sit down and wait. The food will be ready soon!" said Haidar behaving sweetly like a waiter.
"Thank you, waiter." replied Yumna and sat her there.
Haidar returned to his cooking, and Yumna waited patiently. One hand is folded on the table, while the other hand supports the chin. Unaware that he always paid attention to Haidar's back. His eyeballs never escaped that wide back.
The cooking is done. Haidar presents it on the pantry table. One by one he brought all his work. Not to forget he also took the still hot rice on two plates, for him and for his wife.
Haidar was silent for a moment. He was stunned, and smiled amusedly. Wife?
It was unexpected that he would acknowledge Yumna as his wife.
"You want this?" point Haidar at the shrimp he has cooked. Yumna nodded like a child, then she reached out her hand impatiently to receive the plate. Haidar shook his head looking at the enthusiastic Yumna. He took a few scoops of shrimp and also a kale for Yumna.
Yumna's eyes sparkled brightly. Haidar likes to see Yumna like that. It feels good to see Yumna who is usually barbaric being submissive.
"This is princess! Please eat, may you enjoy the dishes I made!" Haidar
give the plate to Yumna.
They also eat together, Yumna quite enjoy the cuisine that Haidar made.
"Hmmm... It's yummy!" Yumna touched both of her cheeks with a clap of hands, she was enjoying the taste of the cuisine very much.
"Haydar. Next time teach me how to cook!" yumna said in between her mouth.
"okay! I'll have your fingers cooked until you pinter!"
...***...
The next day they returned to Rahadian's house.
Mitha had already welcomed them from the doorway. He was very upset with his daughter-in-law.
"Mommy, aren't you the same as me?" haidar protested when the mother dragged Yumna inside.
Some of the assistants there held their laughter, because ever since the employer had a son-in-law, he had neglected his own son.
"Did you guys look around? Bring the suitcase upstairs!" tell Haidar to the assistant.
"Good, mas!" say them simultaneously. Then back to glancing at each other and laughing when the master's son had left.
Haidar walked past his mother and also his wife.
"Haidar, don't you sit here?" ask Mitha.
"Gak ah. Just lie on top!" said Haidar. Mitha again invited Yumna to talk. Ask how their honeymoon show is there.
Before long Haidar came back down in a hurry. He looks emotionally close to his mom and wife.
"Mommy!!" haidar exclaimed making the summoned ones turn their heads.
"Where's my room's the couch?" ask Haidar annoyed. He didn't see the sofa in his bed.
"Oh, that... Mom moved it to my mom's room. You need mama!" mitha cuek.
"Geez, Mi! Why do you have to have sofas in your room? Why not buy your own sofa. Why take mine!" Haidar did not end up thinking about the behavior of his mother.
"And your sofa is the same color mommy sofa, so mommy transports to the room. Then you in the room there is a sofa for what to try? Not even in use, right?!" Mami glared at Haidar.
Haidar rubbed his face rough. Arguing with her mom is the same as making her head more dizzy to want to explode.
Haidar chose to return to his room, while Mitha smiled thinly invisible.
"Yes, you rest first. Must be tired just coming home from a long trip, right?!" tell Mitha. Yumna nodded obediently and then bid farewell to the in-laws to her room.
Mitha shook her head. Several times they get reports from assistants that they find pillows and blankets on the sofa, which makes them think they might be fighting and sleeping apart. So the moment after Haidar and Yumna left for the honeymoon he ordered the assistant to move it.
...***...
"Nyebelin really, really! My mom moved the sofa too. Where do I sleep?" mumbam Haidar
