I Turned Out I Had Khodam
Chapter 146

Zain continued to drive his car to the cake shop where his mother often went. Arriving at the Shop, Zain and Meka immediately entered. They see many types of cakes sold in the etalasenya.

"Where are you buying Ma'am?" ask a waiter.

Meka was shocked by the presence of a Shopkeeper. He also looked to the side.

"Ah yes My mother again nyari cake ordered by my in-laws," replied Meka smiling.

"Oh, what cake is Ma'am?" ask the waiter again.

Then from behind, Zain came over to Meka.

"Darling, come on, the cake has been made. Which cake would you like to buy?" ask Zain.

The waiter turned to the side and saw the good looks on Zain's face. And he frowned while squinting his eyes.

"Mr Zain!" greet the waiter.

"Sorry, do you know me?" asked Zain who did not know the Shopkeeper.

"Yes, sir, your mother often buys cakes here. And I always accompanied him. And sir has been here too. Maybe you forgot about me" said the waiter with a flirtatious smile.

"I'm sorry, I don't know" Zain replied viciously.

The servant was embarrassed, because in the same cage with Zain, he left both of them while grunting.

"Who the hell is that woman, how could Mr. Zain be interested in her. Though cakepan gw of him, nyebelin," the servant grunts that walk to the inside of the cashier.

"Why do you say that?" ask the cashier.

"No, I love men, but he's not tempted by this great body of mine. She's normal, isn't she?" ask the waiter.

"Hahaha, it's normal, but the woman next to him is really cute. Maybe it was his lover or his wife" replied the cashier.

They continued to argue about the status of Zain and Meka.

While Meka still choose the cake to be bought. After picking up some cookies, Zain paid him straight to the cashier.

"Is there again Sir?" ask the cashier.

"No," Zain replied indifferently.

Then the cashier counted all the cakes Zain and Meka had bought. After making the payment, Zain and Meka left the cake shop.

"Mas, didn't you see that waitress of the Shop?" ask Meka who did not like the waiter.

"Mas doesn't pay much attention to him, baby, what's up?" ask Zain.

"He seems to like you. Just look at the way he looks at you" Meka replied in jealousy.

"Hahaha, is my wife currently jealous?" ask Zain with a smile.

"Who is jealous, I just don't like to see him flirtatious with you" Meka said.

"I know you baby, don't try to cover the face of the bitch who says you're jealous" Zain replied.

"Ihhhhhh you know you are."

They laughed while holding hands all the way to the car park.

Then, Zain and Meka got into the car. Zain took his car to his parents' house.

"Who's Mama at home?" meka asked while chewing on the cake she bought.

"Mas doesn't know, baby. Because Mas wasn't nanya, " replied Zain.

"Want the cake?" ask Meka again.

Zain turned to the cake that Meka offered. He also wanted it.

"Suapin" pinta Zain.

Then Meka bribed him slowly. Zain chewed on the cake while carrying the car.

After a time-consuming journey, they finally reached Zain's parents' room.

They were welcomed by Mama Zain. He was standing at the door of the house when he heard the sound of a car entering the yard.

She got out of the car and walked over to her mother-in-law.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma" said Meka, kissing the back of her in-laws' hands

"Wa'alaikumussalam dear," said his mother Zain.

Then Zain followed and greeted Mama and embraced Mama with his longing.

"Mama's son finally came here too" said his mother who insinuated subtly.

"Sorry Ma, Zain has been working a lot lately. And Meka also went to college, "a lie Zain who didn't want to disappoint Mama.

"Not Ma, yet" Zain and Meka replied simultaneously.

"If so now we eat first yes, Mama has cooked for both of you. Surely you like it" said his mother with enthusiasm.

Zain's mother took them to the dining table. There's been a lot of food. Meka felt bad because she had to make her mother-in-law bother.

"Wah Ma, so much of Mama's cooking? Is this all Mama did?" ask Zain.

Meka wanted to ask like that, but was afraid that her mother-in-law would be offended. And it turns out Zain was the one who asked that. Looks like Zain and Meka are one-to-one, as you think.

"Dear, this is all Mama who cooks," replied Mama confidently.

"Ma, I'm a laper. We eat yuk. Want to eat Mama's cooking," invited Meka who was impatient.

"Yes, baby, come on, let's eat, '" her mother-in-law replied.

Zain and Meka sat down with their mother. Then they started to eat the food they were serving. Meka who was impatient, without waiting for a long time, she immediately enjoyed the food after praying.

"Darling slowly to eat. Later on," said Zain reminded Meka.

Her mother Zain looked at her daughter-in-law, then she turned to look at her son. He could see how much his son loved the woman sitting before him. Until she can grieve a mother.

Her mother Zain smiled happily at the harmony of her son's family. He hoped that they would stay together until the end of their lives.

"Where's my dear, how good is your mama's cooking?" ask her daughter-in-law.

"Mantep Ma, they love it. Here's proof Meka wants to add more, may Ma?" praise Meka and ask.

"Of course, honey, this is all Mama cooking for you. And you have to spend it" said his mother, who was delighted at his daughter-in-law's praise.

"Brought home can Ma?" meka asked jokingly and without shame.

"By dong, if it doesn't run out, you can take it, yes" replied his mother happily.

Meka was delighted that her mother had accepted her presence in the Zain family. A sense of happiness rippled in Meka's heart. She chewed her food while smiling happily.

After a delicious lunch, Mama Zain invited them to chat in the garden behind the house.

"Zain, how are you doing? When did you run your Papa Company?" ask Mama.

"Zain has not interested Ma, Zain is still happy to be a Lecturer who does not have to think hard and manage many people" replied Zain.

"But only you want our hope to be able to run it. Papa you're getting old, if you don't try it, when else son," said his mother Zain tried to persuade Zain.

"Later Zain think first Ma. But for now, Zain does not want to wrestle in Ma's business" Zain replied firmly.

Zain didn't want to give his mother the hope she wanted. He will, if he is ready to be a businessman.

"Alright, Mama will not force you, but Mama hope you think about it son," asked Mama with great hope.

"Yes Ma, Zain will think yes" Zain replied.

Meka who was between her husband and in-laws, did not want to interfere in their chatter. He chose silence and only heard while smiling stiffly.

"Oh yes Ma, tomorrow we will go on vacation together" Zain told reporters.

"Where are you going on vacation to Zain?" ask Mama.

"The plan is for Zain to take Meka to Paris Ma. Because after getting married yesterday, Zain has not brought Meka a vacation," Zain replied while turning to Meka.

Meka replied with a charming smile.

"So far Zain, why not in Bali or where it is," said Mama who disagreed with her son's words.

"Zain wants to go to Paris Ma. It's a fun place for a honeymoon. And Zain wants to please Meka to a place that is notoriously romantic," Zain replies insisting.

"Yes if that's the will of both of you. Mama just reminded me to be careful there and take care of Meka there," advised Mama.

"Yes Ma, surely Zain will always look after Meka. No Zain will let Meka do anything," Zain replied.

After spending a long time in the house, Zain and Meka say goodbye.

"We go home first, Ma, and greet Papa. Zain could not wait for him because he had to prepare for the need to leave tomorrow" said Zain.

"Dear, Mama will tell Papa you yes. Careful streets. And do not forget tomorrow khabari Mama if you leave," his mother replied.

"Yes Ma."

Zain and Meka also greet their parents. Then they left the house for the apartment.

"Mas, I love Mama Mas's cooking. It's delicious, it's been a long time not to taste the cuisine of a mother," said Meka smiling.

"Mama's really cool cooking, baby. That's why Papa fell in love and loved Mama so much" Zain explained.

"Yes, I can also see it Mas, if Papa, Mas really loves Mama," Meka replied.

They talked all the way to the apartment. Until they finally arrived at the apartment.