My best friend my husband

Chapters 29. Mangu Fried Rice

POV Azlan

On the way, Dara began to stretch her hand in my hand, she began to feel relaxed as she looked at the clouds above. His eyes grew and his tiny hand touched the glass of the plane.

"Can't be photographed?"

I nodded my head and pulled out a special camera and Dara aimed at him. Dara also pointed the camera at us to do a funny pose, upset and happy smile.

"That means big brother often dong back and forth Indonesia to Korea?"

"Yes, but that was before. About 3 years ago."

I started ordering food and drinks so that Dara would not feel hungry and enjoy the view above the clouds.

"I ordered fried rice, dessert lava cake chocolate, chocolate milk drink."

The flight attendant walked away from me to make an order, I called the flight attendant from Indonesia so that Dara would understand what I was asking for.

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10 Hours passed, we got out of the message while carrying a suitcase and were already in a by papa's man. The weather was very cold, the wind was very strong when we set the stairs.

I hugged Dara so she wouldn't fall, they gave us coats and scarves and led us into a maroon-red Mercedes Benz A 2019.

Dara looked at the windshield with an astounding look. I clasped his hand to give warmth as the current weather was below 5 degrees centigrade.

Dara would definitely be sick, as this was the first time her tiny body felt this cold.

Arriving at the villa papa, we went down with the road uphill. Even so, papa really likes to grow crops.

Tok ... tok ....

I knocked on the wooden door and Papa opened the door smiling and hugging us both.

"Gamsahamida" he told both bodyguards. They gave her the car keys and passed away. While we go inside and papa has prepared ginger wedang to warm the body.

POV Author

"You have finally arrived in Seoul. How dear? Beautiful isn't?" ask Dara.

Dara smiled as she nodded her head and drank little by little ginger in a glass filled with hot water nails.

"You're gonna sleep in your room, huh, Azlan ?" Papa patted Azlan's shoulder.

"Yes, dong pa."

Papa says goodbye to take the drugs and gives it to Azlan . There is paracetamol, a heat-lowering drug and a cough medicine.

"Yes, pa. We rest first, now it's 10 p.m." Azlan led Dara to stand up immediately and removed the coat attached to her tiny body and we walked up the stairs where it was my room.

"The floor of the house is like the floor of our house." Dara pointed down where the floor of this house uses wood.

"Lear dear, the air is cold here. So it must be available a lot of socks, gloves, scarves, coats, head coverings to the ears so as not to get cold" said Azlan at length.

Azlan placed the suitcase beside the study table, while Dara had laid her body on the double-size bed.

POV Azlan

I went into the bathroom to clean my face and brush my teeth and caught up with Dara who always fell asleep before me.

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At 08.00 KST (Korea Soult Time) my father and I had breakfast assisted with Dara . Papa asked to make a special fried rice from Dara's own hands, while I helped him to slice onions, onions and green onions.

"We go first, baby."

"Be careful, pa."

"Dragon house yes," Azlan's message then kissed Dara's forehead . We walked out of the house and got into the car that picked us up at the airport.

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"Eoseo osibsio" said a man who welcomed us both.

*Welcome.*

"Gamsahamida," I said in return for his hand.

"Mu-in-eun?" tanyakanya.

*How's your wife doing?*

"Alham dulli a, geonganghan samchon. Ije geuneun jib - e issseubnida. Yojeum gamgie geolligi ttaemun - e geuleul deligo nagagiga. Geulaeseo eonjenga ulinun najung-e seoul-eul yeohaeng geos-ibnida."

*Alhamdulillah, healthy yet. Now he's home. I was afraid to take him out these few days, because he had a cold. So, sometime we will tour the city of Seoul later.*

He is Kim Jeehyoon's uncle, now officially a papa secretary in Korea. I sat down with a top official and they showed me the degenerate property they were returning to.

I denied some of what I didn't understand after the discussion ended with Uncle Kim Jeehyoon's pickle bearer, I began to question it.

Here I began to understand that I would also work for the next week and we would stay longer with Dara for the papa company to develop well.

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After the meeting, I bought beef in the supermarket, a bottle of wine to warm the body, 3 plates of grapes, strawberries and 2 kilograms of red apples. I also bought yogurt and cow's milk for Dara and papa and paid for it at the cashier.

Today, I postponed lunch at the office because maybe Dara felt lonely at home.

At home

Arriving home, I walked to the porch and pressed the password to open the door.

I saw Dara heating the water. What's he doing?

"What meda?" I made the tiny body turn around.

"Fried noodle soup." Dara showed me a packet of fried noodles from Indonesia, she brought it?

I laughed softly and put the groceries on the pantry table.

"Eat the fruit first, to prop up your stomach. Let me cook." I opened the kimono attached to her body and put it on my body. Today, I will fight with a knife to concoct meat that will arouse Dara's appetite .

I occasionally glanced at Dara who was eating strawberry fruit.

1 Hour later, I brought the meat to the dinner table and we started to enjoy lunch.

"Hm, good," he murmured.

"Manh-i meog-eo" Azlan said, leaving Dara confused.

"That means, eat a lot, yes," I continued.

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After lunch, Dara and I read her favorite book. But, again my mind stopped and looked at Dara who was seriously reading a book. Your feet are covered in a blanket.

Dara took the fries in a clear glass bowl that I had made as a snack for both of us.

"What?" tanyakanya.

I just kept quiet while arranging it with my deathly smile and then pulled her body down into my arms.

"Don't be weird, brother." Dara rebelled wanting to be released, but I held her back while teasing her by bringing my face closer to hers.

The brownie hazel bead was tightly sealed. Does he want a kiss from me? I think I should play him, I thought.

Huft.

I exhaled violently to her face covered with a few strands of her hair. His eyes opened while blinking indistinctly.

I laughed and bit his left cheek. Dara was amused by my behavior. Sometimes I tickle his waist and stomach. Sometimes I pinched his cheeks and chin with anxiety.