Not the First
EP. 17 Large Families

"Hemmm. Seger, the meat is so tender. Tuh see, can be separated from the bone just in a little pull with a fork. Very nice lady,"

"really delicious. Just this time I tried the super nyus pindang like this," Pras praised many times when they had dinner together.

"The shady and the pepes were Rey's cooking, she brought it from her house" Oma chimed in.

"Well, can you cook?" Pras turned his gaze towards Rey who was enjoying the pepes of his homemade fish.

"Eh, the one you ate here is her cooking. Anyways, by the way" protested Wibie. He did not accept if Pras doubted his wife's ability about kitchen affairs.

"The beef ribs were the first menu he made for me, since then also became my favorite menu. Family menu mainstay," continued Wibie proudly.

"Rey's really super cool, yeah. Pinter cook," said Dhiza.

While Witha and her husband did not interfere with their commotion. Husband wife is busy gadoin pepes and shady without rice.

"No rice, Dek" asked Wibie.

"We're running a diet program again, Mas. Don't eat carbohydrates after five in the afternoon" Ardi said.

"Oh, but the ribs are heavier. Cholesterol is high," Dhiza said.

"Once again, the menu is appetizing," they said simultaneously.

That night, everyone gathered at Oma's house. Because Dhiza was already considered as part of this family, when Witha came this small family did not take things for a moment from the house of Oma. Even a year old Auriel plays with Aulia, Devara, and Nathan. Since the afternoon the four children had been unceasingly playing together. Starting from playing fazle, watch you tube to play house.

"Pepes this fish is even better if plus tempoyak, it feels there is acid combined with the sweetness of the fish. More nyus,"

"Tempoyak what the hell, Rey," asked Dhiza curiously. The others also listened, waiting for Rey's explanation. This time they knew what kind of food it was.

Rey clenched her forehead at Wibie, she gave the code for her husband to explain the tempo.

"Tempoyak is the result of mature durian. It tastes sweet. If in Sumatra there is often made sambal, a mixture of quah pindang, pepes or other dishes,"

"That there is only durian season?" pras asked increasingly curious.

"Especially not. Every time there is, only the stock is abundant and the price is also cheaper during the durian season. It can last two to three years if stored in an airtight urn,"

"Waw, so curious. Sometimes make mixed pepes yes, sister," pinta Witha.

"In Jakarta I don't know if anyone is selling or not. Maybe next time you can ask to send it from Lahat. Usually I like to buy a lot of stock,"

"Acse, we will eat big again" Pras chimed.

"Discharges to be kept in the urn?" ask Oma.

"Ga too, in the jar can also. Keep entering the refrigerator to last long," said Rey.

"Can, tuh. Oma was also curious. How does durian taste?"

"Yes, Oma. Rey's gonna ask to send me, mom,"

"You need to hurry, Rey. Don't bother you, too,"

"Wow, we can't try dong, Mas," Witha complained to her husband.

"Especially in Surabaya, where there is this type of food. So for a while we can only fantasize," continued Witha again.

All laughed, let alone the expression of Witha who was so funny made Wibie even more heartless to her only sister.

"Casual, later design really. We'll keep it in the fridge" entertain Wibie to please his sister.

"Now enjoy what is. Spend, if there is less tomorrow for more. Goldfish stocks in the Fauzan pond are still many," exclaimed Wibie more excited. He was happy his wife's cooking fit on the tongue of his big family.

"Lumayan, Ma. We can eat for free while Whitha's here. He..he..," cried Pras shameless to his Wife.

"I'm sorry about him, Oma. My husband is really shameless,"

"What ga, we're happy. Pras has considered this family as part of his family as well. Spend it. Darling if you are still. Tomorrow morning Oma has prepared a different breakfast, special for all of you,"

"The kids ate first, so did Nisha's sister" Oma continued.

"Waw...thank you, Oma," said those at the dinner table almost simultaneously.

In an instant, all the dishes on the dining table were finished. Without any leftovers. Even the shade gets dry. Rey who has struggled to prepare the cuisine from the morning so happy to find the cuisine clean to not rest in the least.

After eating, the young mothers shared the task. There's cleaning the table, someone's washing the dishes. Oma let her daughters shoulder to shoulder clean up the kitchen work. Now he prepares desserts, pickles and fresh fruit pudding on a table that is clean of leftovers and dirty dishes after dinner last night.

Where did the young Papa gather after their stomachs were spoiled with a special meal tonight?

The three of them sat on the front porch. Enjoy some fresh air tonight. The sky looks so bright, the stars begin to show their form one by one, while the moon? It is too early to reveal his light that the inhabitants of the earth so long for.

"Is there a mutation plan to Jakarta?" pras asked Ardi.

"Witha anyway want so let deket same mother, but rather bother bureaucracy, Mas," said Ardi.

"Yes too, there must be a proper and logical reason,"

"Soalnya mutation from region to capital, if the opposite may be easier," explained Ardi again.

"If there is a desire to move, try it first. The process is long, but there is no harm in trying. If it is approved Alhamdulillah, if it does not mean that your sustenance is indeed there," Wibie tried to provide a solution.

"Surely it. After four years of work I will try,"

Their chat continues from the cuteness of children, hobbies, to political news that is going viral in the media. They are like brothers and best friends who meet each other's matches.

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