
The car carrying Brandon and Angel stopped at a shop where there was a group with a yellow banner that read "Ketoprak Mang Aat" in bright red there. It looks simple because it stands in front of a shop that has been closed with several tables lesehan carpeted in green next to the chocolate-colored troupe. Looks simple but many visitors are ready to queue to enjoy the taste of ketoprak most famous delicious in the area not far from Pieter's house.
" Why stop? " ask Brandon coldly to Yudha who is still starting the car engine right across from the lesehan ketoprak stall with a very bright light.
" We have arrived Sir " replied Yudha politely without looking back.
Brandon furrowed his eyebrows while staring around the ketoprak seller suggested by his best friend. The eyes that do not believe if the place of eating referred to by Pieter is just a simple lesehan stall even seem messy also seedy for men who are used to eating in the expensive restaurant. Especially when he looked at the dishwasher using only three buckets under the side of the group with a muddy paving area made the man close his eyes while massaging his forehead in disbelief if his best friend once bought his wife food in such a place.
" why? let's go down "let Angel pull her husband's hand that was held firmly do not want to go down and eat in such a place.
" No! We go elsewhere "cried Brandon firmly making the wife who desperately wants the helmet as bought her brother was sad.
" But I want to eat that "strange Angel put a sad face in front of Brandon.
" You don't see the place? that slovenly Angel "so said the man who still didn't want to get out of the car.
" How could He buy you a meal in a place like this" Brandon murmured resentfully at his best friend.
" We're home, we don't need to eat !" angel said in a annoyed tone.
" Angel, I can't feed you in a place like this much less you're pregnant and your food hygiene should be guaranteed" explained the man who tried to persuade his wife with a look of annoyance on the side.
" Judha sir We go home" said Angel gently to Yudha without regard to her husband's words.
" Good Lady "sahut Yudha re-runs her vehicle.
" Whatever! " said Brandon firmly and turned away the face of the wife who still looks irritated.
With a look of annoyed face because her desire was not followed by her husband along with saliva that seemed to want to drip from the mouth of the girl with a shadow of the taste of ketoprak that he so wanted to enjoy. Angel continued to grumble while rubbing her stomach made the man who glanced at her silently become unbearable and was forced to ask the bodyguard who followed her behind to buy her a pack of ketoprak through a short message send.
On the way home, Angel kept staring out the window and gently rubbed her stomach until they got home and went ahead of her husband to enter the house without waiting for Yudha or Brandon to open the door for her.
" Is everyone pregnant like that? " ask the man who noticed his wife leaving quickly.
" I do not know the Lord "sahut Yudha who is not married.
Brandon stepped foot while breathing rough as soon as Yudha had opened the door for him. Santos who welcomed the arrival of his Master was staring in wonder because the two masters who when leaving painted happiness but returned sooner with the face of Angel who was upset also the face of frustration from Brandon.
" Why are you going up the stairs?! " sternly Brandon yelled to see his wife climbing every step of the stairs to the room in annoyance.
" Do I have to go down again? " sawut Angel stopped her steps and turned her head towards the husband who was walking quickly towards her.
" Sucks" grumbled Brandon lifting Angel's body down the stairs and put his wife's body on the TV room sofa while waiting for the helmet bought by the bodyguard to come.
" Quiet! eat first!" brandon insisted when Angel started to stand up about to go to his room.
With a rude sigh, the girl who continued to grumble was again sitting next to the husband who crossed his legs while leaning on the back of the sofa playing the phone in hand.
Soon the bodyguard Brandon asked to buy his wife's ketoprak had returned and brought a white bag that he brought to the kitchen to be prepared by the waiter before being given to their cravings Madam. After arranging the ketoprak on the plate, a waiter took her to the TV room with a drink on a tray that he placed on the table right in front of Angel and invited her to enjoy the food that had been served.
" Eat first" exclaimed Brandon take a plate containing ketoprak on his wife.
" Don't want to be "short Angel with a vexed tone.
" Angel, eat the anger first continued later okay" said Brandon pulled the hand that still folded Angel softly.
" I don't want this anymore "said Angel confusing her husband.
" huh? " called Brandon astonished because his wife wanted the food she was holding.
" I want the fried rice "pinta Angel makes her husband rub his eyes until his forehead signifies the frustration that whack him of Angel's desire to change quickly.
The man who put the plate with a head shake and frustrated face called the waiter to make the fried rice desired by Angel because he did not want if his wife did not eat this dinner just because it was not filled the desire to eat at a place to eat that seems dirty to him.
" I want you to make "spoiled Angel round the eyes of the waiter and her husband.
" I can't cook Angel" said Brandon softly.
" Yes let me too your son starve" exclaimed Angel making her husband ruffled his hair more and more frustrated.
" Okay "firmly Brandon stood up and walked towards the kitchen to obey his wife's wishes.
For the first time the young master went into the kitchen wearing an apron making all the eyes of the servant also Santos very surprised. He asked one of the servants to teach him how to make fried rice as Angel usually eats. With fear the servant standing beside his Master taught each stage to cook despite having to often get a cynical and cold gaze from his Master when He began to tell to do this and that. Brandon, who was never ordered, now obeyed all the instructions from the waiter that felt like an order to him, making him so annoyed when doing everything in the kitchen.
Still with a circular apron around his neck, Brandon brought ready-made fried rice to his wife who was still sitting in front of the TV.
" Pampered Angel's "cowler who was immediately followed by Brandon and sat beside Angel slowly feeding his wife.
" Easy? " ask Brandon doubtfully for the taste of his cooking.
" Try yourself to know the taste of "sahut Angel chewed food in his mouth.
Doubtfully Brandon fed himself with a tip of fried rice that He cooked and instantly changed his expression then grabbed the tissue on the table to bring back the fried rice that He cooked himself.
" Don't eat "excited Brandon put a rough plate on the table because of the salty and unpleasant taste of the dish.
" why? I want to eat it "said Angel appreciates Brandon's every hard work for him.
" It's not good, let's make a new one for you" said Brandon holding the hand of Angel who was about to reach for a plate of fried rice on the table.
" Dear, you cook this and I want to eat this " said Angel grabbed the plate and enjoyed the first dishes of her husband without the slightest taste if the cuisine is not tasty and salty accompanied by the gaze of the husband could not bear to see his wife eating dishes that even He himself he did not want to eat it, but he also felt happy because what He did was appreciated by his wife without any protest.