
Kyra pondered the menu on the table. He didn't touch. The menu was not seen. The cellphone was taken , I don't know what he saw , the husband in front who was contemplating it was not ended.
"You want to eat what.?"
Farathid asked.
"Taknus . I'm not hungry."
"Kyra, you didn't eat at home. Now it's one o'clock. Order what you want ."
Tengku Farathid knew from morning Kyra was not touching food. Worried that two more days will be held their match. I don't want anything to happen to Kyra.
"I said taknak. It's okay. You order what you want. I don't eat."
His phone was taken by Tengku Farathid. Surprised Kyra made it.
"You know why ? Share it back!"
Kyra tried to take back her cell phone. Tengku Farathid put Kyra's phone in his pocket. Kyra pondered sharply.
"By back!!"
"Eat. Look at the menu . Food messages. Play phone later. Okay?"
Tengku Farathid's smile was sweet. Kyra was still staring at him again. No flashing.
"You if one day doesn't hurt I can't ea ?"
Kyra made her furious face.
"Okay. But you have to go with all said I. Why are you angry anyway ? I tell you to order food to eat it too. For you as well. Not to tell you to do hard work. But is okay. Strange weird you too I remain dear."
Tengku Farathid took Kyra's hand on the table, the pace also Kyra pulled her hand . Don't want to touch Tengku Farathid. His face was turned in the other direction. Lazy to look at the man.
"Kyras... How many times I have to say. You're now a wife I , whatever face I you face. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, wake up from sleep, take a shower. I'll be there. Stop doing this again. Accept the fact."
Tengku Farathid spoke softly. Kyra takes a quick look. Need to call that last verse. There are things that make heartache. Basic guy itchy. The day of Kyra.
After a mouth-to-mouth battle with Tengku Farathid, Kyra finally ordered some food. He wants to quickly return. I don't want to be with this guy much longer. Hot-hearted. Fifteen minutes later the food they ordered arrived.
"What are baked beans ?"
"Yess Sir."
The waiter answered Tengku Farathid's question.
"Sorry, I thought this dish no beans. My wife can't eat peanuts."
Kyra looked at Tengku Farathid. How this guy can know he can't eat junk food.
"It's okay. I can throw those nuts."
Kyra.
"No, make a new one."
Tengku Farathid orders the waiter to retrieve the lamb grill that Kyra ordered.
"I said, I can pour those nuts over the edge."
Kyra recorded her voice a little so that she could understand Tengku Farathid, not wanting the waiter on the edge to listen even though he was still heard.
"Noo !! I taknak you sick . You're allergic to peanuts how you want to eat that thing."
"You take this food back and make a new one. My wife doesn't eat peanuts. Make sure there's no peanuts later."
The waiter nodded . The plate on the table is taken away. Another plate containing spaghetti on the table was pushed slightly towards Kyra.
"Eat this first."
Kyra pushed back the plate towards Tengku Farathid. He shakes his head. Unwilling.
"I know, this is your favorite. Spaghetti chicken carbonara."
Tengku Farathid smiles. Kyra looks. He never told Tengku Farathid his favorite food. How Tengku Farathid can know all his favorites.
"I know, your favorite food. Favorite thing's. White color, beans allergic, lemon tea, apple juice. What's else ?"
Tengku Farathid raised his forehead. Kyra looked seriously. Unbelievingly. This guy knows everything he likes. It's mad. He had known a man for no more than a week. How sort? Since when this man tried to find out the reason. Buntu Kyra's own mind.
"Don't sorry, I know everything what you like, what you don't and I will be a good husband for you. Although now I'm not the favorite man you are, dont worry, its will be. Just take a time."
Tengku Farathid smiles. The spaghetti in the pingan was picked up with a fork and extended towards Kyra's mouth. Buy over. Suddenly Kyra brushed off. The fork fell to the floor. Tengku Farathid sighed. His eyes were closed for a moment. Patience. A few eyes at the restaurant looked in surprise. Each one talking to each other they looked strangely.
"Don't pretend like you know me. You don't know me and you never be my favorite one!! Remember ."
Kyra stood up passed away. No matter what her own husband is. Tengku Farathid left some banknotes on the table before chasing after Kyra. His steps in the swing towards Kyra.
After almost 'em, Kyra's arm is pulled by Tengku Farathid, which makes Kyra turn towards her husband. Kyra's hand was held in a box. Be ill. Powerless pulling back, Tengku Farathid's grip more than anything.
"For once you make a warai like public, Zacran kat in until old age. If this thing shows up on social media. I'm gonna make Zacran regret there ever was a fiancee like you."
Tengku Farathid whispered sharply. He released his grip on Kyra. He passed towards the main door of the restaurant. Kyra looked around. All eyes were focused on him. He's down. Piqued. Hope no one recorded the situation he created. His steps were also set towards Tengku Farathid.
Inside the train, each one was silent. Tengku Farathid no longer spoke as before with his wife. Tengku Farathid is quiet but not Kyra. Right now his attitude is the same even in front of Kyra. Kyra looked at Tengku Farathid next door. No reaction from Tengku Farathid. He just looked out the window.
"Im sorry."
Speak Kyra slowly. He didn't want to say it but he had to. If he was still stubborn, of course Zacran became a prey. Farathid was silent again.
"I'm said im sorry"
This time Kyra's voice is stronger than ever. He wants Tengku Farathid to respond.
"You promised me. You can't play change like that. You need to let Zacran go."
Hearing those words, Tengku Farathid smiled sinisterly, wife's face next door in sight.
"So you said sorry because of him?"
Wrong again to? Kyra nervous. When Tengku Farathid became serious, he suddenly trembled. Can't read what's on Tengku Farathid's mind.
"Okay look, you yourself said you let her go when we get married. And now ?? You say this kind of thing. You promised me. So it's the man, who keeps his promise."
"So what if I don't want to tune in."
"Athide..."
Kyra made her face. No more sharp thoughts. Only a face asks for certainty.
"Okay. Make sure everything goes well. I think back . Look at your laa's temperament.
Tengku Farathid snorted in softly. Mana could stand him seeing Kyra making such a mimic. Hearts whistle. Kyra made her furious face hearing Tengku Farathid's words.