Neighbor's Room

The pudding?

The image that heard Felix's words, immediately turned its head and raised an annoyed look. He even directly placed the pile of clothesline that had just been taken onto the basket roughly. The image walked towards Felix who was still smiling broadly.

"What did Om say?" ask Citra while holding back her frustration. The image that is still upset because of Felix's actions this morning that has been nyosor first, increased his frustration because of the ambiguous Felix speech.

"What did I say?" Felix asked back with his innocent look. Hueekk. 

"What did that mean with Finn at the top and Felix at the bottom? Want to play riot?" The image is still mengelik judes.

Instead of being afraid, Felix actually smiled smirkily. 

"What the hell's the riot, honey? It is natural in the family to share. This morning I've offered if you want to be serious we can directly gas, right. I won't even refuse at all if you want to quickly I'm halting." Felix is still smiling at Citra.

"Darling. It's good to call darling." The image is still upset.

"Let's get used to it, honey. Not awkward later either. So, everything also needs practice, right?"

"Exercise? What kind of training do you mean, Om? The one like that?" 

"So? Which one?" Felix was suddenly confused by what Citra meant.

"Om forgot? Here, I want to," replied Citra who immediately moved closer to the front of Felix. And, without a cue, the image pulled Felix's nape to make it a little more down.

Without waiting for Felix's protest, Citra immediately avenged him this morning. Quick as a flash the image ripped through Felix's lips. In fact, Citra had jammed the lips of papa Finn with his tongue. And, after a while later, Citra released her hand.

"That's a reply to what Felix did this morning" Citra said after upholding her body.

Felix who was still quite surprised, immediately blinked his two eyeballs.

"That's what you kissed me, Cit?" felix still couldn't believe it.

"Cckk. Not feeling it, Om? That was my reply this morning."

"Yes, it feels like. But still lacking," Felix replied with a sinless expression.

The image glared towards Felix. He was about to leave the laundry room, but immediately his hand was held back by Felix.

"What?" The image stopped its steps and turned its head towards Felix.

***

Meanwhile, at Nayra and Rainer's new home, they are preparing for dinner. The housekeeper who helped them had already gone home. Yes, Rainer and Nayra decided to find a housekeeper who worked only in the morning until the afternoon. Rainer doesn't really like strangers in his house.

"What do you want me to get, Mas?" tawar Nayra is ready with some dinner menu.

Rainer frowned while shaking his head. He still feels nauseous. Apparently, Rainer still felt nauseous and unwell at night.

"I started to get nauseous" Rainer said, holding his stomach.

Nayra breathed her heavy breath. He thought Rainer wasn't nauseous anymore. But apparently, he was wrong. Rainer is still sensitive to food.

"But you haven't eaten yet, Mom."

Rainer shook his head. He really could not eat the food that was in front of him. His stomach immediately felt nauseous when he saw these types of foods.

"I want oranges" Rainer replied, grabbing an orange and moving out of the dining room.

"Surely you want an orange, Mas? How's this food?" Nayra slightly shouted as Rainer walked towards the living room. He immediately grabbed the television remote and turned it on.

"You just eat, honey. I'm really nauseous."

Nayra breathed heavily. Inevitably, he ate that dinner alone. Luckily, Nayra and her domestic assistant cooked in small portions even though there were some cooked menus.

A few moments later, Rainer suddenly stood up from his seat and walked to the dining table where Nayra was still eating her dinner. Rainer suddenly wanted to eat something after seeing a television commercial.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Nayra.

"I want some pudding." 

"Eh, pudding?" repeat Nayra while turning to the television that was on. "Don't tell me you want to eat the pudding that's viral in the store isn't it, Mas?"

The pudding? What pudding?