Man In the Twighlight City

Not Just A Reminder Or A Binder.

A week has passed. The good times of the honeymoon, like the bride and groom, have passed. Until one afternoon, when there was casual conversation. Amanda returned to tell her complaints.

Derry! Can you take me to the gold shop, please? I want to exchange this ring!

His hand showed his ring finger which was embedded in the object. Amanda intends to exchange this object for another model.

"Well, that's that then. Go ahead," Derryant answered briefly and hurried to change his clothes. After working the night shift.

It was still nine in the morning.

However, the body is not so tired and sleepy as usual.

Off to a place where we had ordered a pair. The ring that had our names engraved as a couple, and wearing it after the marriage ceremony was declared valid.

As a man who rarely, almost never shops. Especially about jewelry. Very, very clueless about this.

Only understand when you are obliged to spend a certain amount to pay.

“Later this afternoon. It's about three o'clock, and it can be picked up right away!” Said one of the jewelry store employees.

After Amanda received several sheets from the shop owner's hands.

“Derry! Later around three o'clock. Can you go back to the shop? "Maybe the work has been finished and you can take the goods," Amanda asked.

Arriving back home, his mother's attention was diverted. Along with his aunt who was visiting. They seemed so engrossed in talking. Meanwhile, Amanda also joined in.

Maybe Derryant was starting to feel tired and sleepy. The morning sun was scorching. Forcing his body to self-discipline.

Entering the room to just recover for a moment. Before waking up again later, for the next activity that is waiting.

“Derry! Get up!"

A word and a handshake touched Derryant's groin. Amanda was apparently waiting with a glass of warm tea in hand.

"I want to go to Aunt Teti's place for a while with Mama. Don't forget the order that was taken this morning," he said quickly. The voice of the mother-in-law called.

"What's up there? “ asked Derryant a bit surprised.

"Just walk!" He said in a hurry to hear the voice calling again.

Yes, that's how it is... Amanda is the only woman nowadays. Who can't drive a two-wheeled vehicle…Aah, No! ... Apparently the same is the case with the Mother-in-law of course.

***

Immediately finished the hot tea that Amanda gave him. Start immediately rushing to complete these additional activities that you didn't understand before.

The vehicle is parked. Right in front of the jewelry shop. Immediately provide the receipt given by Amanda. He hoped to finish quickly because Derryant suddenly remembered. He had some work reports to prepare for tonight.

"This is Sir! The ring with the model is appropriate. Check it again please.” The jewelry shopkeeper gave her the ring to check, before returning the receipt.

"Hmm... How come there's no name engraved?" said Derryant, a little confused.

“Just the model that was ordered. "In accordance with the receipt listed here," replied the shop employee. Then explain in detail. It turned out that Amanda had changed the model including the weight of the ring.

Originally with engraving, it became plain without engraving and reduced the weight from a total of ten grams to just four grams.

Hah!?

Derryant was a little surprised to hear that. So this morning I took out the money. Apparently for the cost of creating a new model? And that's not the concern, however. Imagine that Ring.

Especially the wedding ring?

Shouldn't this object be something of sacred value? Historical value.

Even more than just a nominal value. Not to mention remembering the very, very short time, two weeks after the wedding?

But?

"Aaah ... never mind!" muttered Derryant in his mind.

Maybe there is a logical explanation for something that is very odd for him. Immediately after receiving the receipt, rushed back home to at least try to find out what was going on

**

"So. That's the truth, Derryant," said Amanda with a face full of sadness. Clearly told about the lack of funds. To cover some of the remaining deficiencies.

ah!

It turns out that the remaining post-wedding deficiencies are still there?! Rutuk Derryant in his heart. “Fine… fine… I'm more or less understanding.

However? What I'm a little confused about is. How about your heart and mind Amanda?

I am your husband. This is the right place for you to complain. Share opinions and considerations. Even a decision should only be between the two of us.

This is not the result of a decision like this that I accept. Or is it just your understanding!?

Without involving me in the process! However... What else can I say? Not a single expression of the heart from Amanda. He wanted Derryant to listen in his ear once in a while.

I don't want to prolong the polemic. Forcing Derryant to only wipe his face. Then return to focusing on the work report that is waiting.

Fresh Anchovy Pepes

Sunny Saturday morning. So after work can rest for at least one day.

yes..!

Even though it's a working day from Monday to Friday. Derryant still comes in on Saturdays, because he is in the operational section whose position returns from working days in general.

***

Derryant pulled over his vehicle. For a moment saw some sellers of fresh sea fish. On the way home, and planning to make something when I get home.

He hasn't eaten food for a long time. Especially the results of his own cooking.

It never hurts to buy, as well as bring some materials. In the form of side dishes for himself, and his parents-in-law because they are still in the same house.

"What did you bring?" Amanda asked looking at two black plastic bags. Still depends on the motorbike key. When he received the helmet that Derryant offered him.

“Ooh ... These are wet anchovies and some fresh tuna!“ Derryant replied while expressing his desire to cook his own pipes anchovies.

However?

Fresh tuna was given to the in-laws. And a little message to immediately put it in the freezer. So as not to change the shape and taste.

Then ask Amanda to buy some additional ingredients. Incidentally, he saw a vegetable cart that used to pass by. Stopping in front of the house, the mother-in-law was seen shopping for vegetables.

Derryant smiled slightly amusedly. Because Amanda. It turned out that he only knew a little about some of the ingredients or the spices he needed. At lunch again Derryant smiled even at a loss for words to answer the chat from his wife.

"So the fresh tuna is still not processed?

Why?" Derryant asked, a little curious.

"Confused about what to do," Amanda answered innocently. Explain that it has never been processed, and made. Especially if the fish is still fresh. So far, they only process so-called salted fish.

“Wow! Fresh sea fish is easy, Amanda! Just sprinkle salt and it's delicious," Derryant casually explained.

“Oh, I see. Well, that's that then. I'll tell Mom. Now," Amanda rushed to the kitchen.

Derryant now understands a little. Apparently, the man-in-law wanted to taste the fresh seafish. But because so far I have never encountered, let alone processed fresh fish. Makes it a little confusing.

Upon returning from the kitchen. Amanda started to smile. Maybe the advice from Derryant made the daughter-in-law get a little enlightened

“That's it, Derry! But the rest is put back in the freezer. "One is more than enough," Derryant nodded in agreement because one fish weighing one kilogram was more than enough for a tuna.

***

After eating.

Derryant intended to clean his hands. Accidentally saw the fish that her mother-in-law was serving to her father.

The distinctive aroma of fried sea fish wafted into Derryant's nose. A little curious. And he also wanted to taste it when his father-in-law offered it to him. Additional chili paste and fried petai. Makes Derryant a little tasteful.

“Wow! That's great, sir... if you use petai chili sauce!" Derryant casually joined in with him. The fried tuna fish is plucked. Try and feel the spicy and delicious food.

Until one moment?

The man-in-law took a piece from the side of the fish's head. According to him, it tastes delicious, especially for the brain. Derrick nodded in agreement. He saw that his father-in-law was starting to separate the parts he wanted to devour.

However ...!?

One moment later, Derryant gasped and lost his appetite.

The newly formed partnership. Once again his gaze focused on the side of the fish head.

Is what he's thinking to match what he's seeing!?

Only the entrails are cleaned. Discarded by the mother-in-law.

Maybe when processing this fish. While the gills remain in let.

It does... There's nothing wrong with that. There are also no regulations that prohibit it. If the process of cleaning, as well as processing fish like that.

However? Not for Derryant.

Maybe if the size of the fish is still anchovies or the like it can be considered reasonable. But for this type of fish?

"Yes sir... full!"

Derryant politely stopped the tasting and rushed to wash his hands.

Lost his appetite for the day and decided to make brewed coffee instead.

Meanwhile, Amanda was seen joining together. Enjoy fried tuna with petai sauce.

*Sunday morning the next day*

"Amanda ... Accompany me to cook, shall we?" Asked Derryant.

"Cooking what?" Amanda was a little curious. Feeling a little romantic with her husband's invitation.

Yeah... Anything. What do you want to cook? Challenge Derryant with a bit of a joke.

What if Mama made something like yesterday? I want to feel too! Amanda said enthusiastically.

Hmm ... What a coincidence!

Derryant thought in his heart “I might as well teach it gently. Hopefully, Amanda catches what I mean.”

In that case. You clean the fish.

While I prepare the seasonings, as well as other ingredients, how about it? Suggested Derryant while moving out of the room towards the kitchen.

Today it just happened to be the two of them at home. The parents-in-law have been away since morning to attend several invitation schedules that never seem to break every week.

Just as Derryant thought. It seems that the wife imitates and does exactly the same as the mother-in-law did with the food.

" Amanda ... Here, don't clean the fish gills at all, or just throw them away!?"

"Why did you throw it away? Usually also when cooking or frying fish. Yes ... like that “ Amanda answered as if she also asked for an explanation.

That's it, Amanda!

If it's a small fish or something like that. Yes, naturally not cleaned. But for medium or large fish. Especially the stomach or gills. I usually throw it away.

Because in my opinion, it can affect the taste. Apart from food, the stomach also contains fish excrement. So it should be thrown away, and not consumed.

Now! As for the gills... Do you know the function of fish gills besides breathing fish? Asked Derryant a little jokingly so as not to seem patronizing.

What ...? Amanda asked again because she never knew about it. When the fish is still alive, he doesn't dare to hold it.

The function of gills is other than breathing. Also as a filter for dirt that enters the fish's body. These two things cause fish to rot quickly and smell bad.

Because it includes bacteria and possibly dangerous germs, and if consumed it can cause poisoning. Amanda could be seen blushing a little while listening to this explanation.

One new lesson he received was from a man. The man is the husband.

But it didn't last long. Derryant deliberately teased him again.

It's a fish... why don't you just cut it up? Isn't the frying pan you are using not a celebration pan!?

“Yes ... Yes ... Wrong again!?“ His face looked contorted.

"When adding salt and spices. No need to give it water!

Just apply evenly on the entire surface and inside.

So the seasoning seeps into the fish meat and when it's fried. The oil that's hot in the pan doesn't explode either!” While laughing, leaving Amanda who was even more sullen because of all the information Derryant had said after Amanda stepped away several times afraid of being hit by hot oil.

Derryant returned with a helmet. In order to tease his wife who was turning the fish with the shield of a pot lid in her left hand.

"What are helmets for?" Amanda asked in surprise.

"Maybe you need extra so you don't get splashed in your face" Derryant joked while laughing.

Well, it's known as newlyweds with various kinds of new lessons too, of course.

***

The fourth month after the wedding. Amanda, who now has the status of this wife. Impressed and already getting bored with daily life that feels like that's all.

Amanda can be said to be a good wife, obedient, also diligent. Maybe he was so diligent, sometimes he asked for the clothes that were still attached to his body when Derryant just got home from work.

Then expressed his wish. To get back to work. The husband does not forbid or even support this desire if that is what the wife thinks is best.

***

This is the day when Derryant will take his wife to take part in the final interview process at the company he had previously taken her to.

Upon returning from the interview process, it was stated that Amanda would be placed in one of the company's branches which happened to be located in the same direction as the Derryant office.

It occurred to Derryant's heart that he had been thinking. To rent a house or something similar that is located close to both offices.

So you can pick up and pick up Amanda when she starts work later. However, this intention was abandoned again. There was one consideration that forced Derryant to postpone his intentions.

“Derry. Later, Mpok Ida will handle the laundry. " Amanda explained at night before bed. Amanda seems to have thought about it.

If you are going to use the services of your next-door neighbor as a laundress for the two of them. When the two of them start working.

Derryant returned to dialogue with himself about the true purpose of his wife working for what and for whom?

A bunch of questions that he was unable to express to his wife.

In nominal terms. The amount of Derryant's income is indeed insignificant. However, if you count It's still enough, even the excess can still be saved. And you don't have to pay extra to rent a house or the like.

And when it works?

OK... There is income for himself. But this laundry problem...?

Sigh...! What for?!

We are still the two of us... Not even one bucket of clothes a day. Just a few Manda...!

Isn't that a waste?

Or...?

It's too early for Derryant to associate or conclude this with a tradition in the lifestyle of certain people...?!

For a while Derryant again held back to just follow what Amanda wanted. Yet all this is still too trivial to be disputed.

As time rolls on. Derryant is now starting to feel some of the uniqueness of living together day by day.

At first maybe by working to cover the boredom of his wife or to be honest. Adding convenience from an economic perspective, in fact?

Not as beautiful as Derryant had previously imagined. It even strays far, grazes, and even scrapes into things it shouldn't.

From the start, he had to pick up and pick up his wife, who was the same distance away as he was from work. Because it is already his responsibility as a husband.

Making Derryant look like a moron. Time's up for the shuttle only... Yeah... Stupid!?

When you are too tired from working at night. I go home to pick up Amanda, at an office not far from where she works every night.

If in the afternoon he is still asleep, the woman-in-law banging on the bedroom door wakes him up to just pick up his wife back.

Not to mention the sarcasm from his co-workers who deliberately teased him. Only because there has been no enlightenment about the presence of the successor.

From co-workers who are just kidding.

Even co-workers who can be said to be of a more senior age began to comment on it until they seriously started chattering about a true story.

Initially, Derryant only lightly responded to the senior's narrative.

But so much of the truth is the same and it happens. As the story told. Make more or less consult with them.

**

One morning after returning home from accompanying his wife, Derryant happened to receive a fishing rod in the form of fish, from a senior who also shared a hobby with him.

Intending to process the food ingredients himself, he hurriedly got busy in the kitchen after his in-laws finished.

Accidentally saw and found a sheet or one medicine board in the cloth bag covering the refrigerator, some of which had been consumed, on the sheet was drawn the number and direction of the arrow for each item.

"Isn't this a birth control pill?" Derryant thought to himself. Put the object back in its original place.

Continued previous activities with thousands of questions in his heart.

With such high curiosity. Make Derryant find out all the information about it. The first thing to do, of course, is research through surfing the internet. While making work reports occasionally look for information related to this.

Aaargh...!

“Stupid...stupid!”

Cursed Derryant to himself.

Didn't think that this could happen, and slowly understood it. Maybe at the start, he could understand. For various reasons. I don't know if it's because it's late, sleepy, or even because I'm very tired from work. Each Derryant expresses his desire to provide for his wife's heart.

Not just once or twice.

However, it is already in an unnatural stage for someone who is already married. Various reasons for rejection. It was beyond, for a mature woman who initially excused herself because, afraid, sick, or something.

It turns out?

Just an excuse for one particular purpose. Derryant didn't understand where this was going.

Still, remember. Derryant during the second month after the wedding was angry and left to avoid a fight.

Due to Amanda's refusal to be given spiritual support on the grounds that she was traumatized by illness. Dan accepted Amanda's apology which followed two days later.

No, no ...!

No longer with drama, or the frontal way that Derryant will do in the future. Even if this is a game for someone. So. Derryant also has to be an actor without drama. For him this is marriage. Not someone's stage.

"Okay... We'll see!" Derryant said in his heart.