TALAQ
Part 243 TALAQ.
"Dinda tired?" ask Chess because I just kept quiet and listened to my husband's story.
"Then this morning, what does it look like to be so anxious?" manya curious.
"Doctors say if Ringgo wants to kill himself thank God can still be saved, although to the critical, now in a special room in tight security, thank God his critical period can be passed, mas has asked the doctor to handle Ringgo well." explained Mr. Chess.
"Thank you, man" I said, not tearing my tears.
"Thank you for what?" ask Chess to me.
"Because mas willingly helped the medical expenses of his father Afriana, even though the costs incurred are not small" I said.
"Have forgotten about it, the most important thing now is that Dinda is with us already happy, what's wrong with us sharing happiness with others, because what I have all the rest of God." obviously, Chess sir to me.
"Mas" I said spoiled.
"Dad, Dinda wants something?" tannya pal Chess.
I nodded slowly.
"What do you say to the mas." pinta pak Chess.
"I want to eat molen fried bananas but dad made them." I whine.
"Allahu Akbar, both the father cook for dear Dinda and the father's son, you are still inside already struggling father," said Mr. Chess.
Even though it is now eleven o'clock more, it means that the inhabitants of my house are already asleep with their dreams, some days I always crave in the middle of the night, and some days I always crave, yes my son understanding if the day of the herd I also do not experience what is called morning sickness, so that during the day it is still normal as usual nakun if the night has begun.
Mr. Chess immediately headed to the kitchen fortunately bananas from Jamal's mass are still there so no need to bother about bananas, deftly pack Chess making skin dough for molen.
"Mas, it's not like a molen banana, it's just a sugar banana mas like in the Philippines," I said without sin there is a thing pal Chess has made the dough almost so.
"This is what you see from YouTube" I said without sin, I thrust my phone playing a video from YouTube.
"Dear, I'll cook for Dinda dear."
Mr. Chess packed the former dough, with painstaking Mr. Chess cleaned again the place used to make the dough earlier. Now after seeing the process of making from YouTube pal Chess began to cook caramel sugar bananas typical of the Philippines.
After half an hour struggling in the kitchen finally six caramel bananas are available on the table, the color is very beautiful brown and very tempting tastes.
"Thank you dear kangmas." I immediately kissed the cheek of Chess sir who was sitting next to me.
"My son and wife are now really sweet, and the potency is also increasing" Praised Mr. Chess with his signature smile.
"Mas, bribe." I whine spoiled.
"You, from where Dinda kissed first." coda sir Chess.
"There you have been" I said briefly.
"Make it, a kiss for cooking now a kiss to feed." explained Mr. Chess.
I kissed Chess's cheeks gently again.
"Thank you, baby, if this is the more affectionate Dinda" said Mr. Chess happy.
Patently, Mr. Chess bribed me slowly, until one plate of banana caramel ran out. After the meal we both returned to the room to rest because the sir was very tired, so lying on the bed, Mr. Chess immediately breezed wandering in the dream. I have not slept because I just finished eating, I let wait at least an hour after eating new I lay down to sleep.
Today was a very surprising day for me, I knew that Kinggo was already in a mental hospital, but I just found out that my husband was involved in it, it is fitting that the efforts of Mr. Chess can grow rapidly he is very generous, he is very sincere in helping others who are in a state of distress. Mr. Chess cares so much about the people of the twofa, I look at the tired face of my husband, I caress his face gently, he never complained about facing my cravings this time even though people said if my cravings were still reasonable but actually very troublesome for my husband.
Now I just remember if I was going to discuss about the interview of a new nun candidate, but I told you that I would give an answer tonight to Inayah. Finally before going to bed I sent a message to mbak Inayah, I said an apology has not been able to give an answer because the father came home at night, so had not had time to discuss about a new prospective nurse, so had not had time to discuss about a new nun candidate, without waiting for an answer from mbak Inayah I also laid my body next to my husband and I hugged my husband's body that had floated in the dream.