About A Taste

Pelos

While doing her job, Wardah called her best friend. Some time ago Umi gave news that Anisa was being treated.

"Noise! You're not papakan? You're doing all right? How's debay?" ask Wardah after the phone call was picked up.

"Greet me first!" anisa did not answer her best friend's question.

"Yes bumil. Assalamu'alaikum is beautiful" Wardah said.

"Waalaikumussalam is beautiful to me as well" Anisa replied.

"Just answer the question!" todong Wardah's.

Anisa changed the phone mode to videocall mode. Wardah happily complies. But the pleasure vanished when Anisa showed off her affection for Farhan. Farhan is currently asleep, hiding his face between his armpits and chest. Don't forget Farhan's hand that hugged Anisa tightly.

"Him! It is healthy apparently! Unclosed! Assalamu'alaikum!" said Wardah closed the videocall connection unilaterally.

As good as it tastes, it's good to show off the romance with singles here. The two of them were actually conspiring to prank himself.

"Have called me anyway!" chirp Aditya approached Wardah and sat down in front of him. In the Angga chair.

"Have a great friend! Where's her husband follow the rest! The good times are faced with me!" answer Wardah. This is more about complaining about the original.

"You can answer them, hahaha," said Aditya.

Wardah looked confused by his boss's words.

"Yes reply! At any time if someone is involved," answered Wardah then returned to his computer to check the results of the coverage show sagu.

"Sheel! Wait-wait! Sorry Wardah... Sorry," Wardah was confused by Aditya's response. Why apologize?

"Your husband? Don't you already have a husband? Or did you just lie on that beach?" ask Aditya carefully.

"Beach? When did I ever meet Mas Al at the beach?" ask Wardah.

"Forget it, don't you already have a husband?" ask Aditya again. How could he forget if Wardah had not realized that he was the man who asked him to run around being chased by security officers.

"Caca really is a bucket-mouthed! This is how you want to get instead Cak Ibil!" he murmured very softly.

Fortunately, Aditya cleaned his ears this morning. So he could hear that soft whisper. Haha. There is a relief in hearing that her lady is looking for a replacement in her heart.

"Yes, I got divorced three months ago, for one thing," Wardah said. He looked down deeply. Why is it so shameful to admit that she is a widow.

In contrast to Aditya who is now smiling sumringah heard the statement. He no longer had to worry about approaching this woman in front of him. Fortunately, the other children did not come to the office. Because it's only 6 in the morning. Wardah did leave before dawn to prepare for the morning live coverage. And Aditya of course wants to be with Wardah, so he leaves early in the morning too.

"Hey! Wh why? I'm even sad, sorry.." said Aditya.

"Hahaha, not papa Mas... Breakfast yuk!" invite Wardah to try to divert the conversation.

"The canteen is not open yet. Come to my room" Aditya asked.

Wardah looked doubtful, but Aditya had already pulled up his sleeve. It seems to be his new hobby at the moment. Pulling Wardah's sleeves without asking for approval.

"Related!" call someone before he actually walks into Aditya's room.

"Mas Angga? What's up, Mas?" Wardah took off Aditya's hand which pulled on his sleeve.

"Oh! Later, it seems you have a need with Mas Adit. Excuse me Mas," said Mas Angga left two humans who looked at each other with confusion.

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Aditya had already brought the supplies to the office. Not a stock of cooked food, but cooking ingredients that have been neatly lined up on the bar table. It turns out that in the room Aditya is no less luxurious. It is complete like a luxury apartment.

"No! I have to help dong!" Wardah Protest.

"Can! But just cut it cut it! The rest of me, I want you to taste my cooking," replied Farhan giving the knife and the ingredients to be cut.

Wardah. The rest of Aditya who dabbled with his cooking utensils. It's funny to see that guy wearing an apron. Wardah giggled at it. He remembered the figure of Dad. He often took little Wardah to the kitchen. Turning vegetables in the refrigerator into delicious cuisine. Although it seems original in working on it.

Oho! Suddenly Wardah misses Dad a lot. Wardah cupped her hands over her pretty face. Blocking the clear grain from falling down her cheeks.

"Done!" exclaiming Aditya put cooked food in front of Wardah.

"Hey! Wh why? Is anyone sick?" aditya asked frantically to see Wardah crying by covering her face. Wardah shook his head weakly answering Aditya's question.

"I don't mean to prevent you from cooking Wardah, I just want you to taste my cooking" Aditya said.

Wardah shook her head again as she wiped her tears, "no, not that problem... Dedek only misses Dad, Dedek wants to see Dad," Lirih Wardah with a whim. He didn't even knowingly mention nicknames in his house. Wardah slid her hands on the table and drowned her face there.

"Is that what he misses with his father? Why didn't you call her?" inner Aditya.

I can't bear to see Wardah crying like that. Aditya approached her and gently rubbed Wardah's head covered in a headscarf.

"Quiet, patient, let's call yuk! All of you I want to get acquainted," said Aditya softly.

Wardah looked at Aditya's face and

"Dad is in Allah's paradise, Mas" said Wardah.

DEG!

Aditya's heart collapsed instantly. Maybe he didn't ask first about Wardah's father.

"Sorry, I'm sorry,"

THE CLUCK!!!

A middle-aged man entered Aditya's room without knocking. He saw his son wearing an apron and tried to calm a girl in front of him.

"What did that kid do with that guy's kid?" his murmur approached Aditya and Wardah. Wardah of course did not realize it, because he again drowned his face in both hands.

Aditya pulled his Papa's hand a little bit away from Wardah.

"What did you do to that boy? Don't fuck around Za!" mr. Adithama said to his son. He had just visited the office of the child, immediately treated to the cry of the girl who he believed was very good and beautiful. Papa used to call his son with a call as he pleased. Sometimes Eza, sometimes Adit, sometimes Altheza, and others.

"Bantuin Eza nenagin her Pa. He suddenly cried with his dead father. Though just see Eza cook it," explained Aditya.

"Who is he?" ask Papa.

"Later Eza!" answer Eza again.

"Basic cemen! Just a confused crybaby." Papa's chirps while approaching Wardah.

But, don't hear the stuffing anymore. Only regular gentle breaths were heard.

"The child is sleeping" Papa whispered.

Aditya approached his father. This woman is truly *****. Fatigue crying even sleep haphazardly. Inevitably Aditya moves Wardah to his private room. It looks like the food of his cooking becomes the sustenance of the Papa.

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