I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 28: Breakfast

Shena, sit down and close your eyes. Mama hasn't finished treating your lips. Look, there's been swelling. How are you going to college tomorrow? Time yes with a bruised face." Seloroh Mama Quinara won't get rejected.

Want, don't want. Shena according. Fortunately, after closing my eyes. The uncomfortable feeling just disappeared. The pain of the drug begins to decrease. After not feeling a hand holding his chin. He opened his eyes again.

"Ma, thank you for treating me." Said Shena who was used to appreciating the actions of others for her.

Mama Quinara nodded while tidying up the p3k. "Rest, and talk to your parents, son. Don't silence them. As a child, we have a duty to listen. Mama's gonna catch up with Dan, first."

The woman walked out of the living room towards the kitchen. Where his son is. Sometimes, as a new person. We must give time to resolve misunderstandings among families.

Time keeps turning. After the drama Bastian and Shena give a statement that he is not angry. Rather disappointed at the dishonesty of his parents. The girl also decided to return to her husband's house that day.

Two days passed in silence. Shena continued to remain silent in her own room, not even wanting to meet anyone. Including Danish. The girl was busy doing contemplation, thinking about which one to do and which one to leave behind.

Even so, Danish patiently kept company until choosing to complete office work at home. The man forgot to meet the former fiancee who repeatedly sent messages, and called hundreds of times.

A bright shining morning sun gives new hope. Footsteps down the cool green grass. The smell of a rose that disappeared the fatigue of his mind. "I think I'm back to life."

"I'm happy, my wife is out of the room. Want breakfast in the park?" tawar Danish is standing behind Shena. "I'll prepare the food. What breakfast do you want?"

"Baked bread filled slices kiwi fruit, strawberry, yogurt. A cup of black coffee is not fitting." Shena replied without looking back, what's wrong with having breakfast together? They also have to speak four eyes.

The sound of footsteps drifting away, resuscitated the girl. If Danish goes to make breakfast. If you remember, for a few days become a couple. It looks like a stranger. Everything that happened, it was just because of him.

Instead of trying to let go of the mind's burden. Shena only realized, if she had to help Naina's problem about Mr. Xavier. Let alone the problems of the friend, even about the phone is forgotten. Until this moment, his life was free from flat objects because of confinement.

Without waiting long. Walking steps leave the garden, but not to enter the house. Except to prepare breakfast together. As a couple, a system of cooperation will always be implemented.

That smile, it was so sweet, even though it looked bland. She knew she was forcing herself to smile. Not to judge, but his heart was tormented. When he saw the sorrow drown from the look in the eyes of the wife.

"Cup coffee. A cup of fruit slice toast, and a glass of milk." Danish set the breakfast menu with a cool passion. "Good fun, SheZa."

"Sit, Mas. We'll have breakfast together." Shena reached out her hand to take the bread from the plate, and tried the results of her husband's cooking.

One bite, the cold yogurt melted in the mouth wrapped in warm toast plus the fresh sensation of invading, making the food taste so delicious. After all this time. Mood ate it back, "Wow, very delicious."

A shared breakfast session without joking and laughter, but enough to bring warmth back. Moreover, the Danish saw the voracious Shena finish off her homemade bread, even asking for more than half of the remaining portion to be given to the wife.

"You again?" tawang Danish held a smile because of Shena's face of purplish white yogurt. Similar thin mustache, cute adorable.

Shena shook her head, "Mas, can I ask you something? Don't look at me like that. It's about a businessman, so naturally ask to the appropriate address."

"seems serious. What's up?" ask back Danish put his coffee cup back into the cooker. Then the eyes of the wife who changed took him seriously.

"Mr Xavier. What kind of business is he?"

The change in air temperature changed as the sunlight rose, or indeed the Danish aura that changed drastically. Netra eyes spit sharply with lips tightly locked. Is the question wrong? If so, what's wrong with asking about Mr. Xavier.

Baffled. Moreover, suddenly, the man turned his face to look at the beautiful rose garden as it was filled with red and green colors. Shena still chose silence. His feeling said to wait for an answer and do not be rash until the sound of a long breath was heard again.

"When have you known Xavier?" danish asked with emphasis, making Shena raise her eyebrows.