From Virtual to Real
FVTR#17

Anang's working hours are over, he is currently sitting on his motorcycle while playing his cellphone. He tried to contact Dea who was at home.

'Hello dear.' said Anang.

'Hello, you're home?' reply Dea asked.

'Yes this just came out of the factory, you want to order something no?' ask Anang.

'Eemm.. what yes, there seems to be no mas.' Dea replied.

'Clearned?'

'Yes mas.'

'And this is the new mas payjian loh.' the lure of Anang.

'Actually I want cheese cassava, but unfortunately the money is better in the tube than making snacks. It was a lot of junk last night, Dea replied.

'Yes already if you think like that, I close first yes maybe half an hour I just arrived home.' said Anang.

'Yes, heart on the road.'

'Yes dear. Pussy.'

Tut's.

the call ended, Anang immediately turned on his motorbike and ran it to his house. On the way Anang looking for a cheese cassava seller, although Dea said not to buy but for Anang it must be bought.

Because Dea used to live with her parents what she wanted she could buy. Cook him who stayed receive after the big even make Dea miserable. That's not fair.

Anang turned his motorbike when he saw there was a cheese cassava seller across the street. Anang got off the motorbike and went straight to the cheese cassava seller.

"Excuse me buk, I want to buy the cassava two servings yes" Anang told the cheese cassava seller.

"Well, please wait a minute." reply cheese cassava seller.

Anang saw how to cook it and he also glanced at the buyers who ate there. He looked towards the cheese cassava that the buyer was eating, it seemed so delicious.

"Emm. buk I added one more portion yes, so a total of three servings" said Anang added to the order.

"Good mas." reply cheese cassava seller.

After waiting for almost fifteen minutes, the cheese cassava was finally finished.

"How much buk?" ask Anang.

"Thirty thousand mas." reply cheese cassava seller.

Anang also took the money in his wallet, Anang paid with the right money so he did not have to wait for the change.

"Thank you" said Anang.

"Same mas." reply cheese cassava seller.

Anang continued his journey home while carrying three servings of cassava cheese. Anang can't wait to get home because Dea will be very happy.

Arriving in front of his house Anang got off the motorbike and immediately walked into his house. Beside his house, his mother was gossiping, like she was talking about it. Seen from their sight when they saw him coming. But Anang did not pay attention to it, for Anang to take care of people like that would only waste time.

"Dear Assalamualaikum, mas go home" said Anang when opening the door of his house.

"Waalaikum salam mas, I'm in the kitchen." replied Dea who was in the kitchen with a shout.

Anang walked to the kitchen and placed a bag of crackles containing three servings of cassava cheese on the dining table and after that he immediately hugged Dea from behind who was busy in front of the stove.

"Gosh mas." shocked Dea.

"Hehehe was shocked huh, sorry." grinned Anang.

"What are you doing, want me to help you?" tawang Anang's.

"No need to shower there. Your clothes are ready for me on the bed." tell Dea.

"Okay baby."

Cup.

Anang immediately ran towards his room after stealing a kiss on Dea's right cheek.

"Mas Anang." growled Dea who was no longer able to be heard by Anang because she had disappeared behind the door of the room.

"It is necessary to be extra patient when facing a husband like this." Dea murmured.

Dea continued her cooking show. This time he cooked mujaer spicy tamarind sauce. It happened to be in the front stall that there was fresh fish, so Dea bought it.

After the fish is cooked Dea immediately make spicy acid sambal. And after all, Dea immediately served it on the dining table.

"What is this?" dea asked herself when she saw a packet of food crackles on the table.

"Why baby?" asked Anang who was now fresh and changed into casual clothes.

"This is what mas?" ask Dea.

"Ooh that's me buying cheese cassava for you." Anang replied and sat down on the dining chair.

"Geez, why are you buying it. I told you that if you don't have to buy, last night we got a lot of snacks." Dea annoyed.

"Sorry, I think because I have money so I buy what you want." Anang felt guilty.

"Udahlah mas, it has been already too. Next time if you want to buy what it was in the first thought yes. He said you want to open your own business, so we better save the money to open a business" said Dea wisely.

"Dear, I'm sorry."

"Yes, let's eat now. You like fish, right?" ask Dea.

"Like it, especially if you are cooking, I would prefer it." replied Anang while crunching.

"Oh, let's eat quickly." tell Dea who is salting.

"Yes dear." Anang replied.

Finally they both eat mujaer fish sambal spicy acid. After their food was exhausted, as usual Dea gave the former where they ate.

But this time something was different, Anang helped Dea. Dea was the one who washed the dishes, while Anang who cleaned the kitchen to look neat again.

"Darling when we go to the supermarket to make shopping for other needs. Than you buy in a stall near the house will cost more." invite Anang.

"Yes mending to the market if that is the case, in the market we can bid, while in the supermarket does not." reply Dea.

"Emang you want me to take to the market, in the market it stinks."

"Well, people from small also I have often joined the mother to the market." reply Dea.

"Well, it turns out that my wife is versatile yes. Shopping in supermarkets or minimarkets can be, shopping in the market can also be. If at the mall can't that?" ask Anang.

"Hehehe if the shopping can people just find stuff. Only if buying there is never expensive." cengir Dea.

"You doain hope my sustenance is smooth, so that later I can take you to the mall, we continue to shop as much as there." said Anang.

"Aamiin." said Dea to Anang's prayer.

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