Love the Happy Grief

What Cuisine Is This?

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Rania approached Irsyad who opened her snack and put down her briefcase.

"Mas," Rania shook Irsyad's hand.

Irsyad smiled and stretched out her hand, Rania helped Irsyad take off her shoes.

"Eready cooked?" ask Irsyad.

"Udah, everything is ready at the dinner table." Reply Rania, step onto the shoe rack. Putting his shoes on, he'll clean them tomorrow if Irsyad asks him to clean his shoes.

"Okay, I'm hungry too. At the cafeteria, I just bought a drink."

Rania receives her snail and puts it in the bathroom, so there will be a spare snack that can be used tomorrow.

Irsyad walked into the kitchen, saw his eyes look at Nurul and Onyon grimaced.

"Why are you, sick or is there something you want to say?" mas Onyon shook his head slowly towards Mbak Nurul, so as not to complain to his boss.

"No papa sir, if that's how we go back."

"You don't eat first?"

"No, sir, we are full. In the mosque was given a food box." Answer Onyon by stepping away.

"Mas, you are. Kasian was his Mr. Irsyad, later if the person is high blood kumat is not diabetes, whose fault? We have one." Said Mbak Nurul, remember that Mr. Irsyad does not like salty, spicy, and sweet foods. It could be, a few hours will experience the occurrence of the disease relapse.

The doctor, yes... True, Irsyad does keep his diet from eating nutritional and balanced foods, as usual every day at morning Irsyad do exercise.

With the help of tools for sports every day, which are placed on the basketball court. Irsyad likes to play basketball sometimes in the afternoon he also does his own football with Onyon mas sometimes, is not the same Papa.

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"What do you want?" Rania asked with white rice.

"What you want, what's important is good to eat." Answer Irsyad holding a cell phone, checking her work in the group. Whether there is a notice or not.

Rania took balado sandwiches and vegetable soup, along with a vegetable stir-fry kale.

"Well, this is good." Irsyad said, praising Rania.

"Try it first. If not how it fits? What less is that?"

"hem, yes. Please make this carrot juice yes, honey as usual just like in tea, and sugar just a little!" Said Irsyad who turned off his phone.

"I'll make it to order."

Rania walks into the kitchen, picks up a carrot in the fridge and she grabs a knife.

While Irsyad who began to try to eat, even Mbak Nurul suddenly in front of Irsyad.

"Why? You're what the hell you two are doing." Irsyad was upset with his maid, asked and left. So Irsyad let it go.

Now even to the front of Irsyad.

"Anu.. Anu sir, don't eat! It's salty, it's sweet, it's just as wry sir." mbak Nurul complained this, mas Onyon behind the bite of a finger over all the behavior of his wife this one.

Taking care of one wife is difficult especially want to find another woman. Which every odd moment is the same next-door neighbor, widow, rich again. The legacy of her husband is many, that is what is in the mind of Onyon mas.

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Nurul's words are just the wind for him Irsyad, he still eats so right said Mbak Nurul.

"Yes..."

Wow, his wife who finished making juice on order. Surprised by Irsyad who melted food from his mouth with a tissue and Irsyad also quickly threw away his knife.

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