
As usual Kiara will contact Ricky to ask where they are going on the weekend. Even though the edges Ricky will leave it all to him. But he would still ask so that there was a reason to be able to contact the cold man. He did not understand, Ricky never said something that he might want to visit because all this time he was the one who always determined their date place. Although it is not worth mentioning as a date.
"Hi, are there any plans for tomorrow?" Kiara asked trying to be as gentle as possible. Because he still remembers some time ago Ricky looks very angry at him.
"Are you sure you want to go with me? There's a nyamperin." There was a snide tone from Ricky.
"meaning?" Kiara asked in astonishment as she did not understand Ricky's intentions.
"As far as you are, how good. I follow you," said Ricky immediately ended the call.
Kiara just rubbed her chest alone facing Ricky's attitude which she thought was difficult to guess.
The next day Kiara said goodbye to her Papa to go without being forthright where she was going. Where else if not Ricky. But this time the date will be a little different than usual.
"Hi, tumben early in the morning. Ricky still hasn't woken up yet, like," Welcome Raisa to Kiara who just arrived that morning.
Kiara follows Raisa's steps leading her to the pavilion where Ricky is.
"Ricky, it's Kiara!" Raisa screamed from outside Ricky's room.
"Udah, it's okay, maybe he's tired. We have no plans anywhere koq, either" Kiara said.
"Yes, I live first yes," said Raisa leaving Kiara herself coinciding with the sound of Bara being heard calling her.
After Raisa died, Kiara went to the kitchen and checked the contents of the refrigerator maybe there is something she can make with the ingredients there. There's only sausages and some vegetables. He took out the ingredients and planned to make fried rice.
Ricky who was still in bed was wriggling his body while looking for a comfortable position for him to continue his sleep. Suddenly he remembered his weekend habit of always going with Kiara. Ricky grabs his phone and checks for any messages from Kiara.
He breathed a sigh of relief that there was no message after his last chat yesterday. Maybe he's tired and gives up on Ricky's inner self and then he's back on his feet.
But his eyes and stomach were not in line. He had to get out of bed and go to the kitchen. The goal is he wants to just drink milk or cereal to relieve his hunger for a while and he wants to go back to sleep.
When heading to the kitchen he even smelled the aroma of cooking that increasingly made his stomach wriggle. He nodded in surprise and opened his eyes as if he could not believe what he saw. Kiara was standing in the kitchen with her cooking.
"Emmm...." Ricky tried to make a sound to tell him where he was.
Kiara looked towards the source of the voice.
"Good morning," said Kiara, smiling.
Without answering Ricky went straight to the fridge and picked up a drink.
After wetting his dry throat, Ricky returned to his room to take a bath.
After bathing and getting dressed he went to the dining table where Kiara was already seen arranging her homemade fried rice there.
"Let's eat first" said Kiara while giving a plate of fried rice made.
Ricky also ate the fried rice without making a sound at all. Kiara did not know whether the fried rice fit on Ricky's tongue or not, because she herself did not dare to ask because Ricky had just been silent. But looking at Ricky's empty plate, he was able to conclude that his cooking wasn't bad.
"Where are we today?" Ricky asked as he placed his empty glass on the table.
"Hm, I have a special place for our date today," Kiara replied with a big smile. "Come, you'll know koq."
"So soon, I'll change my clothes first." Ricky goes to his room to change clothes while Kiara cleans the table and the dirty dishes.
Soon Ricky came out of his room and Kiara was done with her work in the kitchen.
Ricky drives his car at the direction of Kiara to go to their destination. It turns out Kiara took her shopping at a traditional market. Ricky snorted annoyedly as his shoes became dirty as he walked down the market aisles. Not to mention he had to jostle with mothers who happened to be shopping there. He can only curse in his heart while continuing to follow the steps of Kiara who is busy shopping for kitchen needs. He was even more upset when Kiara was still trying to bargain with one of the traders. He thinks it's just a waste of time.
Finally the shopping event was quite tiring it was finished as well. After putting all the groceries in the trunk they went back home.
Along the way home, Ricky did not say a word, only his face that he had shown since.
Ricky is a type of man who does not like to interact with new people. That's why he only has a few friends who are familiar with him. He's a spoiled man who is very closed, he only tells stories with people who are already very close to him. This closed attitude is what makes it so difficult to guess. His expression was always flat, whether angry, sad, or happy still looks the same.
Some time they arrived. Still noiseless Ricky helps Kiara carry her groceries.
Ricky is a man who is hard to guess. Despite his anger, he still does not allow Kiara to bring all her groceries. This was what made Kiara have little hope in the cold man. He wants to continue to dive into the bottom of Ricky's heart.
After storing all her groceries Kiara started back in action in the kitchen. While Ricky went to his room to shower again because he felt dirty.
"Morning is in the kitchen. Ngajakin go instead shopping to the market!"
After bathing and changing clothes Ricky went to the main house. He soon returned with Aya. He was a little entertained when he heard the sound of laughter Aya who was playing even though he was a bit troubled because Aya was active.
Some time Raisa and Bara also come to the pavilion to just relax using their holiday.
Bara and Ricky are chatting while Raisa goes to the kitchen to help Kiara who turns out to be cooking for lunch. He also made some snacks.
"Ahh, it's not wrong if I entrust Ricky to Kiara," Raisa's inner self. Besides being able to cook, Kiara also knows a little about Ricky's habits.