
Two hours Jasmine had been shopping for all the groceries needed to meet the refrigerator in Omar's apartment. Jasmine immediately went home to prepare the lunch menu today.
Luckily it's Sunday, the traffic isn't crowded and jammed. Jasmine could arrive in time.
Jasmine immediately took out all the ingredients she needed to cook this afternoon. The plan is to cook chicken soup with full vegetables to save time because lunch time is almost here. Jasmine added a lunch menu with corn flakes and chocolate pudding desserts with fla on top.
After finishing cooking Jasmine put dessert into the refrigerator to make it more delicious to eat when cold.
Jasmine arranged the dining table neatly, all dishes were served on the dining table. Jasmine walks towards Omar's room but repeatedly he knocks and calls her name no answer from the apartment's owner.
Omar came out of his study.
"What are you calling my name?" ask Omar.
"Eh. I thought you were in the room. I'll take you to lunch" Jasmine asked.
Omar walked into the kitchen and saw the food Jasmine had cooked.
"Other times you don't have to bother like this. I told you we take care of each of our lives" Omar said.
"I know, I just want to cook. It would be rude to eat alone and not invite you who in fact is my husband and the owner of this apartment. Maybe with a little bit of my kindness I can earn a reward by serving my husband" Jasmine teased.
Omar did not respond to Jasmine's rant. He pulled the chair in front of the dining table and sat down. Jasmine was also sitting right in front of Omar.
Jasmine took Omar's plate and filled it with food. Omar just kept quiet looking at all the mannerisms Jasmine had no comment and remained with her flat face.
Omar tasted Jasmine's cooking without expressim Jasmine was curious about Omar's attitude.
"Where do I cook, you like it?" ask Jasmine.
"Obviously. Rather than not eating you will definitely be offended because you are tired of preparing all this. Consider this my appreciation for your hard work this afternoon" Omar commented.
Huh.. basic Mr. flat well from today I assign that nickname to you. You deserve that nickname. What a hard thing is to give a little praise, anyway will not reduce your pride as high as the sky. Bait Jasmine.
Finally they ate in silence, with only the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks on the dinner plate. After finishing eating Omar walked to the TV room to relax for a while releasing fatigue after he worked in his study before eating.
Jasmine cleaned the dining table and cleaned it. He just remembered he made a pudding for dessert. Jasmine immediately took out the pudding from the refrigerator then cut it off and gave it to Omar who was casually watching TV.
"Other than this?" ask Omar.
"Disposal dinner. The cold ones let your face be too tight" replied Jasmine.
Omar did not understand the meaning of Jasmine's words and he did not want to fuss about it. Abstinence for him noisily at the time of eating let alone even fuss over the food itself. Could lose sustenance.
Omar cut the little pudding that Jasmine gave him and started eating it.
Mmm.. all the dishes are delicious, if it continues like this I can eat fat continues, said Omar in his heart.
Look at your face, Mr. Flat, always expressionless. I want to see you comment something on my cooking. Aaahhaa. Jasmine cheer in heart.
Jasmine walked into his room and rested. Because his stomach was full of drowsiness began to come. Later last night he was also sleep deprived and this morning his shopping and cooking spirit added to the fatigue throughout his body. No wait for long Jasmine was asleep.
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The next morning they returned to their usual activities. Omar works in the office while Jasmine leaves for Kindergarten.
Jasmine's car was delivered to Omar's apartment last night so this morning she could drive her own car to her school.
Before leaving for work Jasmine prepared breakfast. He's cooking fried rice.
"Hey Mr. Flat here breakfast first before leaving for the office" Jasmine asked.
"Mrs. Flat?" ask Omar confused.
"Yes Mr. Flat. Your face is always flat in every atmosphere. I cannot know your heart, whether you are happy or sad. Your face looks the same" Jasmine replied excitedly as she prepared their breakfast and dinner table.
Jasmine was still at home, she still wore her pajamas and took off her hijab. Other than Omar being her husband so she didn't need to take care of her aura, Jasmine also felt comfortable Omar would not mess with her in a conscious state.
Because Jasmine already knew that Omar did not like being close to women. So Jasmine is pretty sure Omar won't take the chance to do anything like their first night, unless Kevin and August intervene.
Omar started scooping the rice and bribing the fried rice into his mouth. Suddenly Omar choked and squashed the food in his mouth.
"Fried rice" Jasmine replied casually.
"Why does it feel like this?" ask Omar.
"What does it feel like?" ask Jasmine.
Jasmine stuffed the fried rice into her mouth.
"It feels good. It's trying to mine" Jasmine thrusts her plate in front of Omar.
Omar scooped up Jasmine's rice and ate it.
"You're good, mine why is it salty?" ask Omar.
"Hahaha. Well that's donk Mr. Flat, you finally commented, not flat as usual. I purposely added salt to your fried rice. Want to know what your comments on my cooking are" Jasmine replied with a winning laugh.
"You..." Omar was angry.
"Ups..orry joked the morning Mr. Flat let you be more uplifting and colorful today. Now I've prepared a new plate for you" Jasmine gave a new plate containing the same fried rice as Jasmine's.
Omar tucked a little fried rice on his plate, after he made sure it tasted good and then he continued to eat the fried rice until it ran out.
Jasmine was so happy this morning, she finally managed to groom Omar and make his face react. Although her reaction was angry but Jasmine did not care.
Jasmine ate while continuing to smile.
This aladin's wife is so happy to have bullied me this morning. Look out for you, I will reply. Omar in the Heart.
After the meal Omar left for the office while Jasmine got ready then left for her school.
Arriving at the office, Kevin and August are astonished to see the face of Omar who looks upset.
"You're why bro, newlyweds kog tight up his face. Didn't get rations last night?" asked Kevin curiously.
"The wife of the Aladdin bullied me this morning" he replied annoyedly.
"Why is your wife Din?" ask Kevin again
"Din?" Omar asked back.
"Yes Aladdin. You're Jasmine and Jasmine's husband is Aladdin's wife, meaning your name is Aladin right?" ledek Kevin's.
"You're mocking me?" Omar looks upset.
"Who mocked you? From the beginning you always mention Jasmine the wife of the Aladdin, I'll just continue your talk" elak Kevin.
"Basic.... This morning he cooked fried rice, and fried rice I accidentally added salt. It feels so salty" Omar replied still with emotion.
"Why is he that hard?" ask August to know.
"Just like he answered, because he wanted to see the reaction I ate his cooking because from yesterday I never commented on the same cuisine" explained Omar.
"You're Din, if the wife cook it on a compliment cake, your cooking is delicious, your cooking is delicious and blah.bla.. the woman in addition to being persuaded when eating they also like to be praised" Kevin the casanova issued a little knowledge in dealing with women.
"What's the taste of the food?" ask August curiously.
"So far, the food is delicious. I'm afraid fat mostly eats" Omar replied honestly.
"Waaah very nice you Din get a wife like that, sometime invite us to donk breakfast in your apartment" said Kevin.
"Stop calling me 'Din', Kevin!" shout Omar.
Kevin ran out of Omar's study laughing.
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