Dreamy Girl

Part 88 Love Clapping Hands

After contacting the obgyn's doctor, Gala looked for the figure of her beautiful wife who had sulked because her desire was rejected subtly by him. He circled his gaze in all directions trying to find Vita in that vast room.

"Vit, where are you?" call Gala while scanning the entire room. He has found a solution from dr. Mega Rism. He must please his wife in other forms and ways but remember to be careful because it is still vulnerable and also has not recovered properly. The point is not to do the unification first, although both will leave a fairly excruciating taste of course.

"Vit?" call again.

"I'm ready baby." added Gala on the sidelines of her call. He saw Vita standing on the balcony. The woman was looking up at the deep night sky where the moon still seemed to be hiding behind the clouds. Gala smiled faintly then stepped towards him.

Hugging his wife's slender body from behind then slowly tucked her nape that was open because her long black hair was being plucked upwards.

"In yuk, it's cold here" whispered Gala softly. He wanted to apologize to his beloved wife by doing anything that made Vita happy.

"So, it's not in the mood, '" replied Vita a little tart. His rejected desire had already made his emotions change. He was already not tasteful even though Gala began to give him touches to his sensitive points.

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Gala stopped her action when she heard a loud noise from her wife's stomach.

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"Mas, hungry," said Vita sulking spoiled. She carried her husband's big hand towards her stomach and continued,

"The grandpa wants to eat Coto Makassar, mas..."

"Where is Coto's shop open these nights?" gala asked without letting go of his hand on his wife's stomach. He just kept stroking her there gently.

"This is not in dear Makassar, which there is Coto bagadangnya, until 24 hours so," Gala said giving an excuse.

"If Soto here a lot," he continued.

"Just want Coto, period." Gala did not answer she was thinking about asking Mbah Gugel alone where there is an open stall at this hour.

"Yes already that, let the grandpa starve and can not sleep," said Vita upset. She tried to escape from her husband's embrace.

"That gas has no feelings, hiks." Vita's eyes started to glaze over and finally her tears spilled over as well. He ran towards the bed and shed his tears there. Gala scooped her face rough. He was increasingly confused by his wife's volatile emotional state.

"I asked Mbok Jum to make it yes," persuaded Gala while resting beside the bed where Vita buried his head there. Vita moved her head like a nod of agreement.

"Yes, but had to wear ketupat, did not want rice," Gala nodded she was sure in the refrigerator must be a lot of meat supplies. He immediately ran downstairs and headed to the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can help young master?" susan asked who happened to be in the kitchen cleaning some kitchen utensils.

"Where are the Friday Bok?"

"I'm not feeling well, sir," Susan replied politely, "Other rest in her room,"

"Oh yeah, it is," Gala immediately twisted her brain quickly. His hand immediately pressed the call button.

"Ril, in Cafemu there is Coto Makassar?" ask her after her call.

"No, if there are any Soto types" replied Aril Buank from across the street.

"Close the Cafe, it's free to be a culinary entrepreneur but not complete!"

Tut

Gala closed her call unilaterally. There Aril Buank stared at his phone screen with an unreadable expression.

Deka jerked from her sleep. He heard the door of his room being knocked impatiently. He had just closed his eyes after reading some reports from the Company. Stretching his muscles he got up from the bed and found Gala standing with a strange grin at the door.

"Follow me," Gala said without further ado. Deka looked at him confused.

"Change your clothes quickly!" inevitably Deka followed Gala's orders. He immediately went back into his room and changed his pajamas with casual clothes and a jacket.

In almost an hour they found a restaurant that provides a menu Coto Makassar according to the directions of Gugel Maps.

"Gala immediately jumped down from the car while Deka parked his car.

"Sir GM," said Risma Yanti who happened to be at that place.

"Hisma?" gala was also astonished. He did not expect to meet one of his employees here. In a foreign place, he thinks.

"Want to eat sir?" ask Risma again. He also felt surprised to meet his boss here at a fairly late time. He circulated his views looking for a figure who always accompanied Gala, who else if not Deka Assistant and secretary of GM sir. There was a sense of disappointment in his heart for not seeing Deka there.

"I go first sir" said Risma who then left Gala there. He immediately headed to his car with a man whom Gala suspected of being his lover seeing Risma's hand wriggling in the man's arm. In Gala's heart wished Deka hadn't seen that sight out there.

But it turns out Gala's hope didn't happen. Deka actually passed directly in front of the restaurant exit.

"Mr Deka,"

"Hisma?"

The two of them unconsciously spoke together. Deka's eyes can not be separated from the hands of Risma who is still in the hands of the stranger.

"Let's sir, we're going home. Mr. GM is still inside" said Risma a little groggy on Deka's flat expression.

"Hem," replied Deka briefly. His hands clenched tightly restraining the rumble in his chest. He can answer his fear now. Turns out Risma already belongs to someone else deserves his feelings until now still hung like a clothesline.

Deka looked blankly at the backs of the two people who were heading towards the car. His heavy breathing indicated his broken heart. Gala patted his shoulder slowly.

"Don't," invite Gala to get them back home soon. In his hand there is a complete package of Coto Makassar in a very beautiful container.

"Eh, yes," answered Deka jolted from her daydream.

On the way home, no one spoke. Gala understood and could understand his cousin's feelings. Many times he saw Deka gripping the steering wheel while taking a heavy breath.

Gala wanted to provide comfort but she did not know how so she chose to stay still while imagining Vita's face which would be very happy to see her coming with her coveted food.

The two of them arrived at Raditya House when the time had already shown at 11 pm. Gala with light steps towards her room wished Vita to welcome her cheerfully.

His eyes peeked at Vita sitting on the sofa chewing foreign food in Gala's eyes.

"Mas, let's eat here" said Vita with a mouth full of food.

"What did it eat?" ask Gala curiously. He noticed in the dish there was porridge along with a mixture of vegetables with dried fish and sambel as the topping.

"This is called Manado mas porridge, delicious and delicious," said Vita without stopping chewing. Gala looked at her innate with a look of horror.

"Susan did it,"

"How's Coto's fate?"

"Well, I'm full." Gala grimaced with pain but still displayed a cute face. Patience. The important thing is that Vita is happy, he whispered in his heart.

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