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The hen.. The hen.. Chickens.
Who would have thought the two-legged animal became a prolonged conflict for the couple Sagara and Aisyah because almost one day this woman sulked not to talk. The porridge that Sagara bought was only exhausted by a quarter for the reason of being full when he really wanted the porridge in the swallow along with the bowl and spoon by Sagara in front of his eyes, sadistic right?
"What else do you want to eat now?" ask the man who is no longer wearing school uniforms, the status is now up to become a student but he is still a small husband for Aisyah considering their age gap of approximately 4 years.
"Whatever!"
"Darling, please don't take that sacred word out, please," asked Sagara whose head immediately pulsed violently, the world seemed to be on his shoulders if Aisyah threw the word UP
"Well, whatever I eat, just don't give it to the chicken anymore" Aisyah said.
"Oh my goodness, beautiful. You're mistaken. I mean, I don't give chicken, but want to use chicken or not? you are sick again I am afraid you want the porridge," explained Sagara who was anxious because he saw Aisyah who was still frowning annoyed.
"Where's good!"
"Yes, yeah. I've not counted how many times I apologize to you, should I also apologize to the chicken for making you sprain, hem?" sagara Goda.
A smile was engraved on the end of Aisyah's impervious lips as Sagara chuckled a little in front of her. Looks stupid indeed if you have to sulk for something like this because they have passed the household test like a storm that is ready to roll up their marriage pledge which was still a matter of months. But, Aisyah also has a heart that is sometimes upset with the insensitivity of her husband, especially Sagara is now quite busy and often spends his time on campus with various activities with friends or many discussions with lecturers, especially if you are not interested in the situation, Aisyah does not complain because before Sagara of course he who first felt.
"Sound, beautiful. So HUNGRY right, stirring SosTel with Mie yuk, darling," Sagara asked while raising his eyebrows.
"What the hell, not ah. Kan was you did not eat, come on," replace Aisyah who invites while waking up to change clothes, otherwise she will be ambushed by her perverted husband.
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Those who now go to find food have not decided what they want, still think what a good thought and where a place that is quite comfortable because sometimes there are those who look at Aisyah with a strange look, even though there is only an additional veil because of the gamis that are worn in general.
"Darling, where are we going?, almost all of us are pasted" asked Sagara, who is still focused on the road in front of the left and right, and right, the speed of the car was very slow for fear Aisyah asked to stop suddenly.
"Yes, yeah. I'm also still confused about what to eat, which tastes rame and makes it collectible," answer Aisyah who has not got the idea of the food menu even though one by one it has been mentioned by Sagara but the woman still shook her head.
"At the front turn left" Aisha's decree arrived.
"Ahead turn left? isn't that the direction of the airport?" sagara asked confused by the direction his wife pointed.
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Yes, we eat seafood sauce..