Dream Duda [Father Brother's Enemy]

chapter 85

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"Your boyfriend is chatting again."..

Ameera gawked with Ricko's words that seemed to insinuate him, his hand immediately grabbed his new phone a few seconds earlier he put on the dashboard

"Who do you chat with?, can I focus on the same if we're both again!"

The blonde girl turned her head but her finger remained agile on the screen of her flat object, she did not respond to Ricko's chatter at all.

"Mom-_"

"Eh, too late, brother of the porridge!" Ameera immediately interrupted Ricko's remark when she saw the porridge cart was just passed by his car.

Ricko immediately turned his vehicle back to the right in the simple tavern of the chicken porridge stall recommended by Aby earlier.

"Yuk came down, but Tata waited for Mommy to get out first huh" Ameera got down from the car then opened the back door so Mitha could get out, in his armband the tiny hand without him realizing there is a man who ruffled his own hair because annoyed increasingly ignored.

Sreeekkks

Ricko threw his car keys on the table, Again Meera just turned her head and refocused on Mitha, Ricko who sat next to him just held his chin waiting for three bowls of porridge his order came.

"Please, any more orders?" ask a young man when putting chicken porridge on the table with warm sweet tea.

"To ask for a lot of Parahin's satay on another plate" Ricko pinta while pouring some Sambal Spoon that makes Ameera and Mitha gawk at him.

"Daddy, that's a lot" Mitha said innocently.

"No, baby"

"Later you have a stomachache, it's still morning" Ameera said as she shifted the chili container away.

"Mending an upset stomach from a heartache" retorted Ricko cynically

"There was also a toothache, not a stomachache" the blond girl's snickering that made Ricko even more irritated.

Not long after, the young man came back with a tray containing plates on it piled up like satay, Mitha who saw him cheering.

"Yeeee a lot" The beautiful boy clapped.

"How much, not in the end?" ameera asked, his eyes perfectly round looking at the plate with a pile of various chicken innards.

"Be careful, it's eating people instead" replied Ricko ketus.

Again Ameera did not respond so much, he was busy feeding Mitha who was reluctant to eat the porridge.

"Don't eat the eggs, let's eat the porridge, it was porridge he said" Ameera still trying to seduce by sticking a spoon in Mitha's tiny mouth.

"N'Da, just want this" the pretty boy with two pigtails still shook his head.

Ameera finally chose to spend her own breakfast because she was hungry.

"You want to add a little?" ameera asked as she saw the man's bowl empty.

"So" he replied, shaking his head, putting a glass of warm sweet tea that was half of it.

"The word is also, very comfortable"

Ameera cleaned Mitha's tiny mouth and both her hands as well

"Other times must be spent yes, can not waste food later the porridge is crying because sad Tata does not want to eat" said Ameera, said, likewise, Melisa always says to her children if they are eating something.

"Yes, it will be spent" Mitha replied slightly lowered her head.

Ameera stroked the boy's head gently, then turned her head towards Ricko who had already flooded the sweat on his face.

"Why you?" meera asked a little frantically, she took a tissue and rubbed the clear circles all over the man's face.

"My stomach hurts a lot, Mom" he said softly withstanding the pain.

"Eat a lot of sambel, not at all were you shaved from the container" said Meera.

"I'm sick even in omelin anyway?"

"Well, am I the one who's sick?" ask Meera.

"Well, let's get up!" add on again while trying to help Ricko get up

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But to the hotel....

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Kok I want guyur Lo use sauce sambel ya bang 😂

Lo style mostly cardboard.

eh wrong.. mode😝😝😝😝

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