Married On Agreement
(Season 3) 29. Wulan's
The woman turned her head and answered him with a nod of her head. He walked out of the room and went back to the dining table.
"Lho .. How are we being brought back? Why?" ask Santi.
"Mas Rio won't eat this, Mah. This one will let me just do it" said Wulan.
Santi's head turned around, looking at Wulan who was walking towards the kitchen. Santi finished his meal which was only a few spoons, then drank water.
"What do you want to do in the kitchen?" Santi walked over to Wulan.
Her son-in-law was opening the refrigerator to pick up some ingredients to make fried rice.
"I want to make fried rice, Mah."
"For whom? Rio?" guess Santi.
"Yes." Yeah."
Soon Santi took the knife held by Wulan, but was about to cut the onion.
"Let Aunt do it."
"Don't Mah, let me. Later ...."
Crutch-crutch.....
Worms in Wulan's stomach have been protesting, asking for dinner rations. Even the sweat on his forehead was already flowing, between holding back hunger and fear.
"That's you hungry, eat first" said Santi.
If this fried rice is not me, then Mas Rio will be angry with me again. Nope, no. I don't want to fight anymore .. This is also in his parents' house, I'm ashamed.
Inner Wulan.
"Mas Rio said ...." Not yet finished answering remarks from Santi, Wulan's arm was pulled by her in-laws to the dining table and sat on a chair.
"You know you did this because you listened to Rio's orders. Mom is also glad you're following her. But, don't be like this. You have to remember your health, let Auntie do it. You just eat it" explained Santi forcing.
It feels like a dilemma, between obeying the words of Santi or not. His stomach was so hungry.
Although still ringing in Rio's loud voice, he decided to eat.
A little while ago Lovely looked at Wulan's face. I wanted to ask, but I felt bad.
Is Rio's attitude towards Wulan, the same as Mas Rendi's attitude towards me first? If that's true, pity Wulan.
Batin Indah while looking at her husband, Reymond also turned her head and smiled at him.
"Yes, Mah ... Pah, dear ...," said Reymond. "Tomorrow after breakfast we gather in the living room, yes .. There is something I want to talk to you all about."
"Speak what, Mas?" tanya Beautiful's.
"Tomorrow I tell you, baby."
"Yes, Mum."
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The maid's aunt was already in front of Rio's room, she had already brought a tray containing a plate of fried rice.
Tok .. tok.
"Lake in!" pekik Rio's.
Chequek.......
Rio's eyes glared when he saw the woman he thought was his wife, but it wasn't.
"Sir Rio, this is the fried rice" said Bibi politely as she placed the tray on the table.
"Kok Auntie brought it?! Where's wife?" ask Rio.
"Miss Wulan is eating, sir."
"Eat?! It's good that he ate first. I haven't eaten yet!" gerutu Rio's.
"Then excuse me Du-"
"Who's this fried rice making?" rio asked quickly, his hand already holding the plate.
"Auntie, sir."
"Ish .. I don't want to! Bring it again!" Rio's hand outstretched giving the plate towards his maid.
"Good, sir."
Just coming out and opening the door of Rio's room, he saw Santi standing with his arms folded over his chest.
"Mrs Santi ...."
"Why was it brought again?!" santi asked in a loud tone, deliberately so that Rio could hear her voice from within.
"Sir Rio said no, ma'am."
Rio this sucks, what the hell does he want.
Inner Santi.
Santi picked up a plate of fried rice and walked into his son's room. It looks like Rio's been dripping with sweat, either because of the heat or because of fear of seeing Santi's already sour face.
"Mom ...."
Santi took a breath and slowly threw it away, he rubbed his own chest. Try not to get angry and control your emotions.
"Rio. Wulan said you wanted to have dinner in the room, right?" santi asked as she put a plate of fried rice on the table.
"Yes, Mah." Rio's tone of voice sounded so soft and delicate.
"What do you really want to have dinner with?! Wulan has brought rice and side dishes! But you refused it, you said you wanted fried rice ...." Santi pointed at the fried rice that had been silent, "That's fried rice! It's in front of your head! But you said you didn't want to .. So, what do you want?!"
"Mamah .. I want fried rice made by Wulan, fried rice made by Aunty, so naturally Rio did not want to," he said.
"What's the difference?"
Rio started thinking and looking for an excuse, "Yes. Just make him a different person ...."
"Oh so .. just because of that? Isn't it because Wulan's fried rice is so much better?" guess Santi while smiling cynically.
"Yes .. yes ...."
Tok .. tok.
The sound of knocking on the door stopped the reply from Rio.
"Come in" said Santi.
Chequek.......
This time it was Wulan who came, she brought a tray containing a plate of fried rice and warm sweet tea. From a distance Rio's eyes were already twinkling staring at the tray. But when Wulan looked towards him, Rio immediately turned his face away.
"Mah ... Mas, sorry I interrupted you. This ... I brought fried rice."
"Why are you bringing fried rice again? That's not eating yet." Santi glanced at the fried rice on the table.
"Yes, Mah. But this is my fried rice. Who knows Mas Rio would like ...."
"Bring here quickly," Rio said insidiously, interrupting Wulan's speech.
"Yes, Mum." Wulan immediately gave the plate to Rio.
The man had already devoured the fried rice with focus and a henchman. Wulan put a tray that still contained a glass of warm sweet tea on the table.
"Later the fried rice so Auntie who brought it to the kitchen, Wulan," said Santi.
"Yes, Mah" replied Wulan.
"And you Rio ... be kind to Wulan, she's your wife .. soften your tone to her, she's a submissive and kind woman" Santi said.
Rio pretended not to listen to her, he was still focusing on eating.
If Mamah continued to praise him, he flew even more into the air.
Inner Rio.
"Yes, Mama wants to rest" said Santi.
"Good night, Mah" said Wulan.
"Night." Santi stroked Wulan's hair and walked out of Rio's room.
After Rio finished eating and drinking, Wulan put the former towards the kitchen. Then go up again to the second floor to get into Clara's room, want to check whether her sister has slept or not.
It turned out that the little girl was sleeping soundly while hugging a medium-sized teddy bear, from Indah.
Wulan pulled the blanket, to cover it up to the chest. His head bowed kissing Clara's forehead.
Pt .......
"Sister dear Clara, get well soon, baby ... Brother does not want you to be sickly continue," Wulan said slowly.
Where am I sleeping tonight, huh? Ah better just here. It must be that Mas Rio also does not want to room with me.
Inner Wulan.
He laid his body beside his sister. Slowly his eyes closed and began to fall asleep.
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