
On the way, fortunately Bagas car is not stuck in traffic. Probably because it was already night. And finally the car went into the main gate of the master's house.
As usual, every return was greeted with great respect by the waiter there. But this time, they were both shocked and amazed to see his master who had just had a haircut. Bagas asked secretary Frans to go straight home with the driver, no need to drive him as usual to the living room.
Arriving in the living room, Bagas directly climbed the stairs to get to his room. Even he was half running, until the sound of shoes sounded quite loud. He could not wait to see how his wife reacted.
Tocktails
The sound of the door being knocked by Bagas. Intentionally, he did not immediately open it and went inside. He wants his wife to open and he'll show up behind the door.
"Lake in!" the voice from inside the room, which was definitely Rania's voice.
But strangely, the doer did not want to enter even though Rania had given permission to enter.
Who, anyway? Thought Rania.
Finally, Rania who was busy watching her favorite drama movie rushed to open the door. As soon as the door is opened, taraaa...
A person with a body behind him suddenly turned his body. Rania was very surprised, seeing someone behind the door from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head. Like something new, he thought. Butwhat? Yeah, hair. Hair with a flap style and remaining top hair like a Verrel Bramasta haircut. Rania can admit that Bagas is handsome too. More handsome than ever. But if you remember her treatment that always makes annoying, she retracted the handsome words for her husband. The lips with the smile that he had just thrown at Bagas instantly he pulled back as well.
Free handsome if evil, handsome you are useless.
If you remember again, little by little Bagas has also changed, from his confession yesterday. Which according to Rania is true or a lie. Or just a trick to fly and then drop it. That was how from Rania's point of view assessed Bagas' change.
"Her husband came instead of being welcomed even in the morning!" bagas protest.
"Yes, just go in!"
"Don't jutek, I'll kiss you and find out the taste!"
"Ihhh.." Rania goosebumps herself, shakes her shoulder. I don't know if he can talk that way.
Rania closed the door after Bagas went inside. After that Bagas asked her to sit next to him.
"Come here! Sit with me!" Bagas patted the sofa next to him.
Rania said, she was sitting next to him. There was only a few seconds between them.
"So how?"
"Where's what?" Rania's confused.
"My look with a new hairstyle. Handsome right?"
Hearing him say that, I wanted to say, Idih.. The pedin itself is not unique to others. But that came out of the mouth instead,
"Yes"
Foolish of me, why can my mouth say yes as if I agree with her.
"Haha. Of course I'm handsome. From birth."
Rania smiled wryly and slightly furrowed her brows, indeed the person beside her was truly insane. His crazy nature always crumpled with a different attitude.
"You like it, don't you?" tanya Bagas with several times raise and lower his eyebrows.
Not knowing anymore how to avoid the crazy nature of her husband who is being fraternal, finally Rania chose to distract her by pointing at the parcel Bagas brought.
"That's what?"
"Oh, here" Bagas lifted the parcel next to him.
Bagas gave Rania his briefing, "I forgot, it's for you!"
Rania just accepted it, "what is this? A bomb?"
Rania opened it carefully, because behind the special word there must be a word of surprise. Who knows, in it there is a fist that if opened auto non-jok to the face. But it turns out that Bagas was right, he was already soudzon. Inside is a meal of egg martabak, it seems. Because it looks different from the egg martabak he has ever met.
"Don't just look, eat!"
Rania tries to take a piece of her egg martabak, biting it a bit. Slowly like a chef who is a judge in the master chef Indonesia event.
"Nake?" tanya Bagas.
"Enak" replied Rania then bit back the martabak piece in her hand.
Bagas happy, finally Rania likes the martabak brought. It was not in vain that he had tricked the martyr, that he had bought it for his pregnant wife. Boro-boro is pregnant. Never been touched before.
"You know what, why did I say triple special?"
"Why?"
"The first one, indeed the name on the seller's cart was a special martabak"
"Hehe" Rania smiled.
"Secondly, this is the first time I've bought food on the side of the road. Because usually a master tajir buy food in a famous restaurant, classy, and five-star"
Starting off, Rania began to be lazy with her arrogant nature that began to crumble.
"Third, this martabak was queued by buyers up to 10 meters. But I don't have to, 'cause I'm telling you this is for my pregnant wife"
"What?"
"It's just for the same reason as the merchant, so that it can be quickly"
"Huh, you cheater"
"Let's just, the important thing is you like"
Rania smiled, behind her smile it meant, it turned out that her husband whom she knew was so cruel and evil towards her, could suddenly turn one hundred and eighty degrees into ridiculous. Perhaps true, God has guided him to be a better person than his sebum.
"Eh, you know what?" Bagas remembered something again.
"What?"
"Why is the martabak special?"
"You mentioned it earlier, from first to third"
"Didn't you?"
"Keep what?"
"Make it from goose eggs"
Huh uh?! Maddened. Why didn't you say that earlier, anyway? Yes even though it tastes a million good also if you do not know from the beginning so delicious too.
Bagas even laughed out loud, when Rania had stopped chewing, and suddenly the food he had swallowed like he wanted to come out again had returned to the throat. Rania rushed to the bathroom to bring out the food she had swallowed.
Hoekkk.. Hoekkk
That's the sound that comes from the bathroom. Bagas was still laughing out loud. Until he felt weak and felt amused himself.
While Rania in the bathroom grumbled.
No, what I said. Surely behind his suddenly good attitude, there is his hidden pranks. Pantsan aja pas first opened aja different, it also tastes slightly different from other egg martabak. You crazy master. Goddamnit!
Seriate...