
The streets around the campus were not as crowded this morning. Maybe because this afternoon the sun is getting more confident to rise. We just walk a few meters from the campus to the restaurant where we used to hang out.
Well, you know, mothers also need to hang out and me time to stay sane right? Hihahi.
Along the way, the three of us stayed uproarious while telling stories and joking. Unknowingly, we were in front of the entrance of the restaurant.
"hocgelpiniz." (Welcome to you)
Sapa waiter standby as soon as the resto door is opened. The three of us just smiled. It was unexpected that it was not just us who wanted to time. Other visitors as well. The atmosphere of the restaurant that was quite crowded made the three of us confused about where to sit.
"lutfen beni takip edin. Beer yer buldum." ( Please come with me. I found a seat )
We are according to the instructions of the waiter. All seats are full except for the window. Two medium-sized round tables and four chairs were more than enough for the three of us.
"choseckeur ederim." (Thank you)
The three of us compactly thanked him and nodded at the waiter.
"a very good rame. But naturally, it's pretty hot outside. So the gini lunch hour resto is full" Intan said as he put the bag on the table.
"yes, thankfully we're still in the seating area."
"if it's hot gini anyway, good that immediately yes," Tina immediately opened the menu list on the table.
"i want housaf dong. Housaf here seger. Wear tin and wine. Ana wants what?"
"i also want to housaf Tina."
"okay, means three hosaf. What meal?"
"i want sarma borek with cappadocian meatballs," Intan has finished ordering.
"mmm... If I want to pull together dolma."
"okay, I have the same message as Ana."
" affedersiniz, siparis vermek istiyoruz (Excuse me, we want to order)," Tina immediately called the waiter.
While waiting for the boarding we returned to chatting lightly. The conversation opened with Intan's question to me.
"ana, you don't know your husband's medsos password yet?"
"yet Tan. I've never even checked his HP until now."
"you guys 24 hours and 7 years together but never check HP at all?" tanya Intan makes sure
"iya Tan's. Never at all. I'm the same Mas Ryan has promised from the beginning of marriage to keep each other's privacy. And trust each other. Thank God for 7 years it's all been going very well."
"well, even if it's called marriage there must be a fight. But just a little thing. And we can finish."
"you have no suspicion at all about Na?" Intan still doesn't believe it.
"there is no Intan. We keep trusting each other. And I think that's the key to a lasting marriage. If you still don't believe me, ask Tina. She is also her husband in Indonesia. Can't possibly check her husband's HP at will."
"yes, I rarely check my husband's HP. Because at most just a meeting agreement with his client," replied Tina.
"but, if I still know the password of her social account," grinned Tina while glancing at me.
"hadeuh.. Yes yes. Who have exchanged account passwords.."
Seeing the response I gave them both just a small laugh.
"important I'm not single, "my LED led Intan.
"so bad you Na," Intan began to manyun.
"hahahaha.so don't go back to the Tan household.."
"yes, I'm sorry. I'm actually just amazed by you Na. You can have ta'aruf with your husband for only one week . That was his acquaintance from sosmed. And you can continue to be harmonious until now," Intan explained as his hand took the housaf that had been provided by the servant.
"alhamdulillah.if we had a small fight, Mas Ryan who always apologized and gave up first. Mas Ryan also if angry never talk rude and for 7 years this marriage never hit."
"yes, plus Indra your cute son Na," added Tina while daydreaming.
Duh, hell. Tina must be sad, because despite being married for seven years Tina and her husband had not been blessed with children. Intan who is still single is also immediately sad.
"loh, loh... why so sad because of the atmosphere? Come on who wants me time. God willing you and your husband will soon be loved by Tina's mother."
"Intan, you are sweet and God has created man in pairs. Which means that your soul mate has also been prepared by God. So, all will surely come at the right time," comfort me to two friends who are sad.
"if so let's start eating now. I was hungry because I was sad. Hahaha," Intan said as he devoured his order cappadocian meatballs.
"triings..."
The sound of incoming messages from my HP made me delay putting the dolma into my mouth. Immediately I grab it and open the HP.
(Welcome to my beautiful darling. We also had lunch)
Not only chat , Mas Ryan also sent a picture of eating with Indra. Not to forget also the addition of emoticons kiss at the end of the chat. Wha**App message from my husband coming in makes me smile happily.
Intan who knew that it was from my husband immediately commented.
"you are harmonious, Na. Like the movie, what's the title? Cem*r* family is not wrong?"
"heuhem, that's definitely Na, if you're happy we're both happy," Tina added, munching on a midge.
"we're friends. So happy together and sad with gaess," I immediately held the hands of my two best friends.
"pardon bayans. Beer koltuk hala kullanilabilir mi?" (Excuse me miss. is there a seat that is still empty one can be used?)
Suddenly a waiter approached us with a customer who seemed to have just entered. Instantly the three of us were compact to see around the restaurant and indeed the condition was still full of visitors.
"Tina, what about Ana? Can he join?" tanya Intan whispered.
"kasian he if you stand waiting. This chair is empty. If I don't have a problem" replied Tina.
"yes, I'm fine too. He was afraid he was hungry too. "
" may. lutfen buraya otur ve bize katil (May. please sit here and join us )," Tina immediately invited him to sit down.
" tekekkur ederim." (Thank you)
The three of us smiled to welcome the customer who had just joined.
" i'm sorry, are you from Indonesia?" tanyakanya.
" yes, the three of us are from Indonesia."
" oh okay. If so use Indonesian language only," he smiled back at us.
"can. What's the name mba?" tanya Intan kepo's.
Nih, the first child never lost his keponya. I just shook my head and smiled at Intan's question.
"my name is Sinta" Sinta replied as she shook her hand. We immediately welcomed her handshakes and introduced each other.
" thank you, you can join. Other restaurants near here are also full. If I go out again, I'm hungry in the street."
"maybe because it's hot this afternoon, so the people at the restaurant that has AC mbak. Just like us. hihihi."
Sinta's mother smiled hearing Intan's response. I focused on Sinta's face. Apparently besides Tina there are also beautiful women like models. Black eyes, white skin, glowing face and nose pointed. Her body is also slim. Its height is about 170cm. Taller than I was 165cm.
"hey..." Tina immediately nudged her hand realizing that I was fixated on Mbak Sinta. And that's just not polite.
"ohh, sorry Brother Sinta I was not polite to see Mbak Sinta like that. But Sinta's mom is really pretty. What is Sinta's model in Indonesia?" duh, why did I even become a kepo kayak Intan ya.
"i'm not a model, Diana. I happen to have a culinary business in Jakarta and now it's a holiday."
"ohh. the rich man" Intan whispered to me. I spontaneously turned to Intan so that he would be silent about not commenting.
"would Sinta come here alone?"
"yes, I came here alone. But I have an appointment with an old friend in school first," replied Sinta while eating his order.
Our conversation was finished as the food was on the table. The three of us agreed to go out first because I had my husband chatted to go home and the clock had already shown at 16:00.
"mba, I'm sorry we came out first. I have to go home soon because my son and husband are waiting at home."
"if I'm close to where Diana lives so we have to go home together" Intan added
"i also have to go home. Later the husband has promised to visit my place tonight," Tina's words make me and Intan simultaneously mocked him.
"cieeeee....."
Without responding to our taunts, Tina immediately said goodbye and left. We both immediately chased him out. Leaving Sinta's mother who still has to spend half her message.