
After telling a long story, Papa Aksa's stomach began to rumble and then invited Mr. Seth to lunch.
"Let's eat, you must be hungry too" he said.
Papa Aksa also headed to the dining table while holding the hand of Mr. Seth who had been considered his own father. Keysa and Fany are busy preparing food for their special guest. Papa Aksa pulled out a chair and let him sit down.
"Where's Fany?" ask Papa Aksa.
"Take Pa's plate," Keysa replied.
Then Papa Aksa went to the kitchen to see Fany because Papa Aksa knew his late wife had arranged the dishes on top of the cupboard. While in the kitchen Papa Aksa saw Fany taking a plate with the help of a chair.
"Can you take it?" ask Papa Aksa.
Fany was shocked to hear the voice of Papa Aksa and almost fell suddenly Papa Aksa caught his body until he did not fall with his body embraced. Their eyes looked at each other making Fany's heart skip a beat. Then Fany let go of her embrace with a blushing face.
"I'm sorry Om" he blushed.
"You're okay, right?" ask Papa Aksa.
"No Om," he said.
Fany went straight to the dining table while Papa Aksa smiled to himself. Then following the dinner shirt.
"Look sir, please eat" he said.
They also eat with wisdom plus delicious Fany cuisine makes Papa Aksa eat it more.
"You're also smart to cook!" he said while praising.
"It's normal, Om" replied Fany.
"Your cooking is really good" he replied
Fany blushed with Papa Aksa's praise which made her heart very happy. Fany is grateful that her grandmother is smart to cook so that she splashes with her Grandchildren. Occasionally Fany glanced at Papa Aksa while eating food greedily making his sweat pour profusely.
"It's Om the knife" said Fany.
Papa Aksa took it and rubbed his sweaty face.
"Thank you Fany" he said.
Keysa just smiled looking at his slightly ridiculous Papa.
"I don't eat a year Pa" Keysa said.
"The food is good, the answer is short.
Keysa and Fany glanced at each other looking at her voracious eating. Mr. Seth is also not less greedy to enjoy the super delicious Fany cuisine.
"Where's the cooking from?" ask Mr. Seth.
"Grandmother sir" replied Fany.
"Well, what a wonderful meal you have, son" said Mr. Seth.
"Betul Sir, very good," while giving his thumbs up.
"Thank you Sir, Um," Fany replied blushingly.
"You must marry your husband because you are good at cooking" said Mr. Seth.
"True sir, not wrong again," said Papa Aksa.
"Do wives have to be good at cooking?" ask Keysa.
"Yes Keysa a Wife should be able to pamper Husband with his cooking" said Mr. Seth.
Keysa felt inferior because he was not as smart as Fany, his face seemed annoyed because all praised Fany's cuisine.
"Fany please teach Kesya to cook!" pinta Papa Aksa's.
"Yes, for sure" replied Fany.
"Often go home so Keysa is also smart to cook like you," he said.
"Did Kesya?" papa Aksa said.
"Yes Pa" he answered briefly.
Fany began to feel comfortable when Papa Aksa began to tell a lot of stories with him, a sense of groggy began to disappear with time.
"Thank you for lunch" said Mr. Seth, glancing at the watch that was in his hand.
"Together Sir" he answered.
"Mother should go home soon because the plane leaves at five" he said.
"Cock rush sir," he said flatly
"Mr still has a lot of business later if there is a definite time to come," he said.
Papa Aksa also issued a car to deliver Mr. Seth to the airport.
"Fany is coming, yes" said Papa Aksa.
"So Om, Fany is at home" he said.
"It's okay Keysa is also coming," he said.
The car drove to the airport, after a one-hour trip they arrived, Papa Aksa hugged him and hoped Mr. Seth was always healthy.
"Yes, take care of Keysa" he said.
"Yes sir" he answered.
"Keysa is fine, yes" he said.
"Yes, be careful" Keysa said.
Mr. Seth waved his hand as he climbed the stairs of the plane and Papa Aksa replied with teary eyes.
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