The Bujang Lapuk
Safira Fall in Love

"Mas, I think Safira likes Alex, too" Za said as they reached home.

"Why indeed?"

"Why did he answer that?"

"Then what should I answer? Safira women are normal. It is natural to like the opposite sex" said Fadhil calmly.

"Yes... Why Alex?"

"That's also your guess. Not necessarily Safira really likes," said Fadhil.

Za breathed a rough breath. Safira never showed his love to any man. Or maybe his nephew was deliberately covering up. But in front of him, Safira blatantly praised Alex. Not only his lips, the look in his eyes was clearly admiring. He was sure Fadhil was just pretending not to know.

"If it turns out Safira really likes how?" ask Za again as he approached Fadhil who was now sitting on the sofa.

"If you both like it, just stay married. Done," said Fadhil lightly.

"What's that?"

"Well what should it be? Don't make things difficult for people, Za. You don't remember how Alex was related to Aira who wasn't approved by Alex's parents? Precisely the problem if it turns out Safira did not get a reply from Alex. I'm sure Alex can't get over Aira this fast."

Za was silent for a moment. Alex and Aira's relationship never ends. But must separate so painfully to leave their baby.

"Let everything flow as outlined. You don't have to bother thinking about all this," said Fadhil.

"Yes but I'm sorry that Sapphira really likes Alex."

"So what do you want? I was worried that Safira would like Alex and them. Now pity that Sapphira likes to be real and clap one hand."

Za also did not understand himself. Had Alex never made Aira to die, he would have been very supportive of Sapphira. There was almost no shame in that man. It may be true, said Fadhil, just let everything go as He wills.

He moved off the couch to change his clothes. The bigger the stomach a lot of clothes that feel uncomfortable. Just a loose negligee is the most comfortable outfit for her.

"Later to go home with Safira really, right, Mas?" za asked as if making sure if Alex would not take Alif away.

"Yes, Honey. You don't believe it like that."

"Emang," Za answered honestly. "But more to loneliness there is no him. No one whines for this" he continued.

"Oh, is that the problem?" Fadhil approached Za and took his wife and brought her into the room.

"Mas! Get down!"

Fadhil dropped Za on the bed. Then close the door.

"Change Mas asked for this," he said, removing his body cover.

Za clucking. Rejecting a husband afraid of quality. After all she had already let her husband fast for quite a while. Moreover, that afternoon it was just the two of them inside the house. After all this time the house is always crowded.

"Hunger, Mas," whined Za after they finished cleaning themselves.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Fadhil because at the cafe Za refused to eat.

"What kind of geprek is that? Chicken or tempeh can be."

"alright. Wait a minute, yeah."

Fadhil went to the kitchen to cook. Fortunately, there were still chicken marinas this morning a few pieces. He laced it with flour and fried it. The menu is almost every day made because Alif really likes fried chicken.

"Fried chicken Papa's kitchen is ready!" he said joking when the fried chicken had been lifted.

"Where's the patch?" ask Za who is waiting at the dining table.

"Now!" A bottle of sambal was placed on the dining table.

"Sambal wear chilli seger, Mas. Not this."

"OKs. The cab one or two?"

"That much. Use tomatoes also continue to be poured hot oil."

Fadhil shook his head in wonder. "You can't eat spicy, can you?"

He also made a sauce for his wife. He was the one who recommended it. Yet it is addictive.

A moment later, footsteps came running towards the dining table. Al came home followed by Safira behind him.

"Have you played?" ask Za.

"Here you go" said Al and then flinched at Za.

"Well, that's a good chili!" Safira commented on the sambal being made by Fadhil. "The chicken is there!" continue while putting a bucket of fried chicken.

"You bought a lot, Fir. It also exists" said Za.

"Alex bought it. Al asked to eat chicken. Pas knows Al ate it greedily bought one bucket with him," replied Safira.

"But by the way Alex who the hell is, Om? How could Al be so close to him that he called me dad."

Fadhil and Za fell silent for a moment.

"Friends" said Fadhil.

"Pantesan Om Fadhil ageless. Bocil-bocil's friend. Honey said Mommy she had a child. If not, can dong Om help deketin," quipped Safira. "So the sin actor isn't, Om?" he said then he broke.