The Bujang Lapuk
Bad Treatment

"Hmm..wanginya!"

Za squeaked as suddenly Fadhil's voice sounded behind him. I don't know what it means. Fragrant fried rice that is being flipped through by Za or fragrant body. Because a moment later Fadhil sniffed Za's neck while wrapping his arms around her waist. Za was suddenly nervous until the spatula he was holding fell. Fadhil chuckles slowly.

Za turned off the stove because the fried rice had been stirred long enough. Maybe it's ripe. He asked Fadhil to release his arm to prepare their breakfast.

"You want to make coffee, Mom?" tanya Za saw Fadhil take a cup.

"Hm."

"Forgot to have a wife? Here I made it!" Za took the cup from Fadhil's hand.

"How long is it, Mom?" ask Za because this is the first time she's made coffee for her husband. He doesn't know Fadhil's taste yet.

"A little bit. Half a spoon."

Za put half a spoon of sugar into a cup and brewed coffee with hot water from the dispenser.

"Thank you, dear."

Za smiled shyly. He went back to the kitchen to prepare the fried rice into the dishes. Three dishes of fried rice were ready to take him to the dining table. Also a ceplok egg that looks good. Because in the kitchen of the house he did not find a small fryer that is commonly used to make omelet like in his home.

"I'm sorry, Mas. I was just cooking fried rice" Za said because she didn't know Fadhil would like it or not.

"Yes, it's okay. I can eat everything" said Fadhil casually.

Za smiled with relief. It turns out that Fadhil is not a picky person. Hopefully not just to please her. Za prefers that Fadhil be forthright about foods he likes and doesn't eat.

"Of! Chicken porridge breakfast, huh?" Sapphira who was ready to leave called out from in front of her room.

"Tante Za is cooking, Fir. Breakfast at home" replied Fadhil.

Safira just rounded her lips. Then pull one of the chairs without protesting again.

"Where are you going?" ask Fadhil.

"Let's go to college, Om. Time to market," Safira replied slightly ketus.

Za who was preparing a drink only listened to the conversation of the uncle and nephew.

Sapphira grabbed a spoon for and took one egg. It makes Za's feelings bulge because it turns out Safira wants to eat his cooking.

But suddenly the girl spewed out her mouth. "What fried rice is it, this?!" the excitement surprised Za.

"Aunty if you can't cook don't cook!"

Za looked at Sapphira who was rising from the chair with a bitter smile. Moreover, the voice of her husband's nephew was so loud and impressed to snap at him.

Concerns happen. Some of Fadhil's family could not take it well. Moreover, that person would actually live one house with him.

After marriage, Za would naturally want to start learning to prepare food for her husband. In the morning, he woke up. After the dawn prayer, she secretly contacted her mother in the kitchen to ask to be taught cooking. Even all the spices and also the dosage he asked to be sent through the message because he was worried if he forgot. It's just that he forgot to check the taste because Fadhil came to the kitchen and made Za's concentration crumble.

Za pulled out all the fried rice dishes on the table.

"Cock taken, Deck?" prevent Fadhil.

"Not good. No need to eat," said Za then spilled all fried rice into one plate until full. Then take her to the kitchen. He tasted a bit of his fried rice which turned out to be too salty. Likewise with a clap egg that seems like he gave too much salt.

"I'm sorry, Safira. I'll talk to him later" Fadhill said, hugging Za from behind.

Za releases Fadhil's hand. His heart was broken by his own nephew. Safira is not a child anymore. He's 21, he should know how to keep other people feeling. More disappointed again

because Fadhil was just he saw Safira's outrageous attitude. He just let the food sit on the table. Then go up to the room.

He wanted to go home at that moment. A place where he would only be pampered by his mother and father. But Za realized she was no longer a single woman. She's a wife who can't go as she pleases from home without her husband's permission.

Za entertains herself by surfing in cyberspace. Look at the status of his friends who all actually posted their togetherness with his happy family. He shut his phone back down. Then open a chat room with Bian. The most faithful listen to their hearts.

Unfortunately the message was not also read by Bian. The man must be busy with his work. Za took a rough breath and put the cloth back down.

Za looks up when Fadhil is seen coming into the room. I don't know where his promise is that will keep Za wholeheartedly. In fact, it was his own nephew who first hurt Za in the house.

"I want to go home" Za said without a second thought.

To be honest, he did not want the beginning of his relationship with Fadhil to be filled with quarrels. Especially for people outside of them.

"Where to go? Your home is now here," replied Fadhil while tidying up Za's hair that partially covered her face.

"To my father's and my mother's house is more comfortable for me. My presence in this house is not desirable."

Fadhil breathed a rough breath. He held Za's body. The only way he wished he could make his wife calm down.

"Mas apologizes for failing to educate Sapphira. It's too pampering that he likes to do what he wants."

"Safira is no longer a child. He should know how to keep his attitude. I accept if he doesn't like my cooking. But talk about it well. Don't yell like that."

Fadhil no longer knew what to say. Za is also a spoiled child. If he is a little assertive, worry that his wife will misunderstand. But even his nephew's attitude was unjustified. Not even his manager can immediately.

"The promise of this incident will never happen again."

Za smiled lightly. "The insolent is Sapphira, Mas. How can you guarantee that he won't do it again" Za retorted furiously. "From the beginning, I had expected that she wouldn't like me" he continued.

Fadhil. "You just need time to adjust to each other. I hope you can be patient a little. Later slowly Mas will give him understanding."

Za grunting. Why does he have to sacrifice his feelings. If this was his speech that would not be a problem if they had to stay three with Sapphira he had to pull back.