My Wife's Shopping Money was taken by My Mother
Section 13

"Uwuuhhh ... Not good!"

Our eyes are both towards Icha. Then, I turned towards Ayu's sister. I shook my head at him. His face flushed red, Ayu's brother groggy as I watched.

I told Icha not to talk bad about food.

"But this is not delicious. Great cooking, Mama" he said.

"Try on, yeah!" I tried that food.

It doesn't feel good. Salted oyster shrimp sauce, the capcay tasteless.

'Kok can Ayu brother who already has a cooking schedule like this, ' said my heart.

I looked again at Ayu's sister. He was getting more and more riled up, sweat pouring down his face.

"Alright, brother Ayu come with me first!" my orders to my sister. "Icha wait with mom! I'll order food for us to eat" I said.

"Yes, Pa."

Ayu's sister followed me, but she followed behind her. When I turned around, I looked at my mother.

"Why are you coming? Want to defend Ayu's sister?"

"Mom wants to hear. Can't it?" Mother's eyes are round.

"No, Ma. Who cooked Ayu. So I just want to talk to Ayu's sister. Please mom's not in this room!"

But, Den. Aduuuh .. mother's head hurts!" Mom crouched holding her head.

I panicked to see my mother sick. Ayu's sister panicked too. I crouched down, and then asked mom to move into the chair.

"Which pain, Mom?" I held my mother's head.

"This one, Den. Probably because most of my mom thought. I thought you two were fighting like that. I don't want to cook, you are hostile to Ayu," said the mother at length.

I take a short breath.

"That's not what I meant. I'd like to ask Ayu for an explanation."

"You don't scold Ayu. You're both mother's children. Huhuhuhu." Suddenly she was crying, she hugged me. I pacified.

"Alright, Mom. I won't be angry with Ayu. But, I asked brother why brother like can't cook. I knew my sister couldn't cook. But now you have your own cooking schedule, you make it!"

ayu is still silent. Mom took my hand.

"Already, Den. Don't judge Ayu. It looks like he's having a problem."

"What problems? You're out of the arisan," I said.

"I'm not in the mood!" Ayu replied, then she went to her room.

"Bas rude!"

"Reply, Den. You don't have to be like that. Later also Ayu mood again, must be delicious again cuisine. Now anter mom to the room ya!"

"Yes, Mom."

I took my mother to the room. After laying it down on the bed, I returned to the dining room. Ask Icha, what message he wants.

When I reached the dining room, Icha and Niar were engrossed in eating.

"Well, you don't have to eat out, do you?"

"Udah, pa. Mama cook," answered Icha.

I saw the food that was eaten. Is it possible that Niar is fixing rasany?

"You're the one who's gonna make it so good, huh, honey?" ask me when I sit next to him.

Niar nodded.

"Alhamdulillah" I said.

I also eat. It tastes so much better than before. Niar is very good at cooking.

I saw Icha eating voraciously, in contrast to her mother who ate a little.

"That's a lot to eat, baby!" I whispered to him.

Niar turned, then smiled faintly. He added a little rice and the side dish.

"Well, that's dong, honey!"

"Papa pinter, mama ate a lot!" icha said while clapping.

I'm so ashamed of Icha cheering me on.

***

Every night, I sleep a little later. I saw Niar sleeping really well tonight. Usually a little he woke up, not dreaming what. He won't tell me.

Farhan slept in the middle of the bed. I'm next to Farhan. Our son's been a year, but I'm rarely next to him.

Then I approached my wife, not forgetting to caress my wife's hair, then kiss her forehead.

"I'll be waiting for you, baby. I know you need time to get back to how you used to be" I said to her ear. "Hope you hear it, baby!"

I grabbed him from the side, I didn't want to leave him again. But tomorrow I have to get back to work.

"It's fine, honey!" Whisper again.

***

This morning I saw the CCTV app again, there's nothing to suspect. All safe. I'm more relieved now to leave my wife and son.

In the kitchen, Niar was busy preparing breakfast. I approached her.

"What breakfast is today, dear?"

"Fried rice," he answered flatly.

"Well, fun. I liked. Can I stock up for the office later?"

Niar was busy looking for a place of fried rice. Then move the fried rice in the rice bench.

Then he served it on the table. There are already crackers and pickles for friends fried rice.

Then I noticed he was carrying rice ompreng, he moved the fried rice in the ompreng.

"Well, looks like it's for me, huh?"

I asked while hugging him in the back. He let go of my embrace, then turned around and gave the ompreng to me.

"Thank you, honey!" I kissed his forehead. It's a misdeed.

I put Niar's fried rice in my bag. Then keep it in the car for fear of forgetting to be taken.

As usual if it was the morning before my departure, the others were still in dreamland. Only Niar accompanied my departure. Sometimes they wake up in the morning.

I ate for a while, because time too, I had to leave. Then go to my room to kiss my kids. Farhan was in our room, while Icha was in his room. They are both still asleep.

"Honey, be careful at home. Take care of the kids, yeah! Wear your clothes if you want to contact me. Lately you haven't contacted me, and it's hard if I want to call you. Please yes, dear," I said before leaving.

Niar just nodded. He is very irritating to talk.

"When are you kayaking again, honey? Talk to me!"

I took him forward to drive me. As I was leaving, he looked at me with his blank look. Oh, Niar, I'm still a bad husband to you.

***

Arriving at the office, I immediately struggled with my work. Monday is the busiest time for me. I can only rest for a while during the day, then continue the work.

I still have to put together some files this afternoon. I remember not eating, and then I opened my wife's fried rice.

When I ate it, my best friend - Rio came.

"Den, you ate so well. I'm the one who never found fried rice" he said.

I chuckle. Then drink water to reduce choking

"This is my wife's, you see. It's really nice to taste. Wanna try?"

Out of curiosity, Rio tried it. He scoops a little, then puts it in his mouth.

"Well, this is really delicious. Your wife must be a good cook at home!" said.

"Yes, I'm lucky to marry her. She is a girl who is not neko-neko. But lately he has been quiet a lot. I don't know what the cause is" I told Rio.

"What's it like, Den?"

"If I speak, it is rarely removed. His face was flat" I said.

"Last time he talked a lot when?"

"I guess after he likes to confide, but I find it impossible."

"Well, Den. You know that women need to use 20,000 words a day. If our rich man is 7,000 words a day. If you rarely talk there must be nothing with him," explained Rio.

"Yes yeah?"

"You should turn him over, Den. Looks like he had a problem with people, or a problem with you earlier. When confiding, not even trusted. How do you try it, it hurts! That's what my wife said. He brought her for mercy. If there's any more trouble he's quiet too. Then our wives are as soon as, Den!"

"Yes yes, Rio. Thanks yeah! I'm also trying to figure out what really happened to him" I said.

"Yes, I hope your wife isn't depressed, Den!"

Hearing Rio's words made me remember the sedative Niar had taken.

'Oh Allah, is Niar really depressed?' my inner.

Seriate