My Choice of Woman

Episode 159's

Episode 159: Linked

Happy Imagination

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Naresh had prepared by the morning. He did not want to be too late to take care of the Kinanti who still did not believe in him. He was tidying himself up in front of the mirror. Today, Naresh will appoint a CEO to manage his company. He was overwhelmed enough to walk alone without his brother Fernando.

After he finished looking in the mirror, he came out of the room and went to his company. He was sure that Kinanti would not come out of his room. That kept him from going to the dining room.

Kinanti has prepared breakfast. He saw a well-groomed Naresh about to get out of the house. He ran to prevent her from getting out. “Kak! Stop.” Kinanti blocked Naresh's move.

Naresh just stared flat. He was still upset with the girl in front of him. What does this girl really want?

“Kakak didn't have breakfast? I made you miso.” soup Kinanti looks begging. He has been trying to cook miso soup, one of Naresh's favorite foods. He even had to get up early and find a chef to help him.

Whahuh? She cooked miso soup, this early? I almost missed this. It turned out that the temptation to be cold to him had begun to waver, Naresh thought. He did plan to not greet Kinanti or rather silence her. He wanted to make Kinanti feel sorry for him. But miso soup, he can't resist that cooking.

“Iya,” says Naresh flat. He must maintain his cold attitude, not much to say let alone smile. He followed Kinanti to the dining room.

After sitting down, Kinanti thrust out a bowl of miso soup whose smoke was still billowing in the air. Smelled a delicious smell that makes drool dripping and stomach thrashing want to ask for food.

“Please eat, Brother.” Kinanti smiled. He knew that Naresh could not stand this cuisine. Soup with vegetable fillings and tofu that is flavored with miso as a flavor.

Naresh lifted the bowl to sip his broth. As for eating the stuffing he uses chopsticks. Every now and then his eyes glanced at Kinanti who was paying attention to his movements.

Oh, God, can anger like yesterday not exist? I wanted to kiss her this morning.

“Kak, I want to apologize if all this time I was selfish and liked to win by myself,”, said Kinanti on the sidelines of Naresh draining his miso soup.

“Oh!” Naresh is just a fool. Although in his heart was being salto because of this excitement. But he must maintain his attitude as if cold and stingy smile.

“I have also thought well. I accept Sirena as a friend and I want her to stay here.” Kinanti just wants things to improve. He followed Farah's advice.

“Thank you for the meal today.” again in a stiff, cold expression and holding a smile. Actually Naresh does not like to act as if he does not care, in fact this is a little torturous. Naresh got up from his seat. He had to leave immediately and again there was no sweet and spoiled attitude that he used to show to Kinanti.

It turns out that Naresh is still angry. Kinanti exhaled her heavy breath. He is sure to repair a relationship that is a little cracked will be difficult. Moreover, there was something important that Kinanti wanted to convey.

“Kak Naresh! Wait!” pekik Kinanti's.

Naresh who almost touched the doorknob finally turned around. He saw Kinanti approaching with the apron he was still wearing. He just looked at the girl. “What?”

“I ...” Kinanti was confused to start. He approached on tiptoes due to Naresh's high posture.

“You want what!” Naresh slightly pushed the girl.

Kinanti quickly pulled the tie that Naresh was wearing and made him slightly bow. He attached his lips to Naresh's lips very gently making the man flinch. Just five seconds later, Kinanti let go of her lips. He knew it was a crazy activity.

“I hope you meet with Dad and Reno this weekend. I want Brother to know my family,” said Kinanti. She was embarrassed, her cheeks were red. Then he ran to his room to hide this madness.

Naresh is still glued to the spot. It seems like he forgot the time. “He kissed me?” Naresh touched his lips. Still feels the wet trail that Kinanti left behind. Although not hunting, but it feels very different. Naresh smiled.

“My morning gift is so beautiful! Wait a minute...he asked me to meet his father? It turns out that he is indeed full of surprises!”

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