My wife Little Child

Chapter 78

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Purple Rose Cafe.

Adit and Sisi are now sitting in the cafe chair whose interior is very comfy. A few minutes ago, they ordered a menu for the waiter.

"Emmm... Sory.. that." said Adit suddenly, while gesturing toward Sisi's face.

The side seemed to frown at the sign of not understanding.

"There's a trace of oil on your cheek." he continued, trying to hold back a smile.

The side immediately slid. Then with a hasty movement immediately seized the tissue in front of him. And hurriedly rubbed his face with a rude gesture.

Duuhh... Shy bangett siih looo Siiii...! Surely your face was very ugly because of the cymbong same car oil that! Oohh, shitt...!

"Hehehee.." now Sisi even misbehaved while forming a tissue container that had been used into globular clots.

Adit chuckled while shaking his head.

"Oya Mas Adit, how's Dira doing?" sisi asked, then a second later he cursed back to his utterly stupid self. Oh Sisi... C'mon. kelauan really if you just want to find chat material with Mas adit. Ohhh noo. Why do I even hear about Dira??? All this time I was still intense communication with Dira. Why am I asking him to tell his brother?? People have never heard of him through his brother. Oh nooo...! I am looking again at my stupidity! When can I try pinter...????

"Hmm.. well, thank God." replied Adit although a little confused by the question posed by Sisi.

"Eh, ma'am-not Mas Adit. I mean... How are Aunt Amanda and Om Bian?" said Sisi again trying to rectify his words.

Adit smiled thinly. "Their news is also good!"

"Thank God that's it.." smiled awkwardly.

"Hm... What about Aunt Raisa and Om Farel...?" ask Adit back. Aunty Raisa and Om Farel are Sisi's parents.

"Ba-okay them anyway," Sisi replied briefly, but somehow Adit caught a glimpse of the look on Sisi's face that suddenly changed when he answered him.

Then the mood returned awkward.

Fortunately, not long after, a waiter came and brought their order. Two servings of Spaghetti Aglio Olio with Chicken and Sausage, along with a cappucino latte.

"Yuk eat," said Adit saw Sisi who was just daydreaming staring at the food in front of him.

Sides gasp. "I-yes Mas Adit,"

They ate each other's meals without much talk. Only the accompaniment of cafe music that seemed to accompany them to dine that afternoon.

"Oya Mas Adit's. Can I ask you something...?" sisi chirps suddenly in the middle of their afternoon meal.

Adit raised his head to look at Sisi. Brow wrinkled. Then he finally nodded small. His mouth is still chewing on his spaghetti.

"Emm.. Is Mas Adit's girlfriend not angry later... If he knows Mas Adit's on my way...?" The side spoke with great caution.

Adit stopped eating for a moment. Not long after, he laughed out loud. Automatic The side that now holds together both eyebrows. Is there something funny about the question just now...?

"Mas Adit? Why laugh at me anyway...?" ask Sisi impatiently.

"Daughter? You mean... My job?"

The side gets confused. "Mas Adit, I'm Mas Adit's girlfriend. Not Mas Adit's job," either he should be anxious or happy.

"Haha...! Yes that. I have answered. My girlfriend, yes, my job is!"

A second later, Sisi finally realized Adit's words. It turned out that the guy in front of him was a workaholic type.

Now Adit even shook his head with a small laugh. "Where's boyfriend? Boro-boro I have a boyfriend. Anyhow...where does a girl want to be the same guy who is crazy to work like me? Emm. Besides, I haven't been interested in thinking about that for a long time. Because right now I'm just focusing on my work..."

For some reason, when he heard Adit's words just now, Sisi felt like he suddenly found a lump of spring in the middle of the arid and hot desert.

So... So Mas Adit doesn't have a girlfriend yet??? Oh God...! Why do I hear yyaaa??? Helloo... Sisi. There is no way that you enter the criteria of the dream girl Mas Adit! Mas Adit tuh handsome, pinter, already have an established job. Surely his taste is girls who are the same level as him. At least an adult may be. While me??? Conscious Si. Conscious. You're just a kid who's still in college. Where might Mas Adit be interested in lo. Yeah.but I'm pretty anyway. But it's just a bit, right?

"Why are we talking about this?" chirped Adit suddenly, melting the suddenly awkward atmosphere.

"E-e-h, really too!" reply Stuttering side. "Don't you talk about ginian? It doesn't really matter, hehe.." I guess Sisi's talk began to digress. He didn't realize what he was talking about with Adit?

Without Sisi noticing, Adit quietly chuckled while stealing glances at him.

"Yes, can Mas Adit ask for your phone number...?"

The side was flabbergasted for a moment. It seemed like he felt his body stiffen for a few seconds. Really this??? Adit asked for his phone number??? Is it for the same pedekate him????

"May.. sory. You are afraid to think that Si is not. I mean Mas tuh.. let Mas can connect you if your car is already real..."

"O-oh. i-iya Mas Adit. For a moment," Sisi smiled faintly, trying to hide the disappointed look from his face. Then immediately reached for his cellphone from inside his tote bag.

"I'm not sorry, either. Understand the new number..." The side grinned, then began to scroll his hp screen. "0854xxx.." he began to spell his hp number followed by Adit copying and saving in his hp contacts.

"OKay, done. Thanks to Si."

"Sama-sama Mas.." trying to hide his wry smile.

It is very sad about Lo Si. Pondering if Mas Adit still want to pedekate the same lo. It's impossible! Wake Si! Wake up from your dream...!

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To be continued...