Ngumbara Love

The Part 59

"But then go! please! Temenin! Want yah!"

Let's dong say yes! Say you want

"Temenin where?"

"Master Boss!" Lala greeted politely, then passed after receiving an ultimatum from Andhra, in order to quickly leave the place. Rossi put on a hard face, too bad, Lala was more afraid of Andhra.

"You, where? Why ask for a confirmation?" Rossi even offered the food that he had been holding since.

"It! Your food, with as much cooking as I can."

Let me know the taste of the Boss! Sometimes at work it seems good. Andhra robs Rossi of the goods, and in his distinctive cool style, Andhra sits on the front sofa of his study. Rossi glanced at the workspace whose doors were not perfectly closed.

Why should he eat here? Not just inside that. Inner Rossi.

"If you want to stop by, just stop by. Still receiving guests!"Andhra opened the food box that Rossi was carrying. Slowly but surely, Andhra put a spoonful of the food in his mouth. Andhra was silent for a long time, smelling for a moment the distinctive aroma of Rossi cuisine, Andhra also tasted with a lot of passion, then fell silent again for some time. There was a clear crystal that was about to slide from the end of his eye.

"Is it so bad?" Rossi stood like a statue. Feeling guilty for cooking something inappropriate for a President. His initial intention for a fad, had now turned into a regret. Does Rossi need to fix it?

"Sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn't have cooked it up for you, sir. But you rest assured I will soon replace it with another menu."

Andhra looked away, throwing his face away until Rossi had a little difficulty in being able to look at Andhra's handsome face. That beautiful hand looked like it was wiping away tears.

"Why should you call me Sir?" Andhra's question made Rossi even more clueless.

Is it as bad as the food, until the person who eats it does not consume it? Think Rossi.

"The food is too bad, right? Pardon me! I was just kidding. Let me clean this one up. And replace it with another menu." Almost Rossi's hand touched the food, but was stopped by Andhra's processive handle that seemed to fear the food was requested by others.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it. I'll replace it with a new menu." Instead of answering, Andhra even gently pulled Rossi's hand, until the owner was sitting next to Andhra.

"Buap me!" Pinta Andhra, the usually stern face had now turned like a plain little child.

"For what?" Isn't his hand okay? What do you ask to be fed?

"As a complement!" Rossi took a moment.

"You can do the bribe yourself. Why ask me everything?"

"Take it back there!" Andhra slightly stomped the food on the table.

Krukkk krukkkkk

Andhra's stomach rang. Andhra glanced at the food on the table but the next second threw away her face. Is he sulking? Very amusing.

"Why are you laughing?"

"A President sulks for asking for a bribe. How would people out there react to seeing you like this, sir?" Rossi was still laughing.

"Go there! Bring your bad food, too." Andhra stood up, as quickly as lightning Rossi reached out his hand holding Andhra's wrist. A faint smile rose from Andhra's lips, even so thin, Rossi was not aware of it.

"Alright, my big baby who still likes to sulk, we eat first yes, so that his body is healthy and his body is strong. Oh...!" A scoop of melted and savory food has landed perfectly in Andhra's mouth.

The taste of this cuisine, exactly the same as the food made by Uncle Heru. Not wrong again, this recipe must have been obtained from uncle.

"You know what?" Rossi.

"No!"

"Hi, listen to me and answer. Just play sambar." Rossi smiled meaningfully. While stirring the porridge then gave Andhra a second bribe. Chicken suwiran and also savory seasoning mixed with sweet is also soft.

"This is dad's favorite porridge! I make them often, even almost every day." The sparkle of happiness is clearly visible from Rossi's face. Unknowingly, the girl fed a spoon to herself.

Andhra guessed, although there was never any discussion of the heart, but in fact, Rossi did not reject anything he asked, it was enough to prove that the girl before him also had the same taste. As simple as the minds of men are, they believe more in evidence than talk, and so do their characters.

"Do you miss him now?"

"Every day!" Rossi took the last part, Andhra immediately took over the spoon, then bribed for Rossi.

"It's a blessing." Andhra said with a charming smile. Rossi regained his senses, swallowing the last porridge with great difficulty.

"Just now, we...! I mean, I just ate a spoon with you?" Rossi then took some water and drank a lot. Gluggish his lips. Awkward but comfortable. I don't know, it all just doesn't make sense.

This strange feeling? Why is this always the case when you are with him? What really happened to me? Inner Rossi.

"This week, are you coming home?" Andha asked breaking the silence.

"No!" Rossi glanced over, Andhra unmoved, then his eyes stared straight. "Did you forget? I'll go to your family picnic."

"Yes!" Andhra said lazily.

"Sounds like you don't?"

"Indeed!" Andhra leaned her head on the sofa.

"Why?"

Andhra smiled, not a smile because she was happy, but it looked like she was harboring a wound. A smile full of destruction, that's the truth.

"Be my wife!" Andhra looked at Rossi's face. Take Rossi's fingers and hold it gently."I'm not very good at stringing words. I also don't know how to make romantic moments. But I mean it with my words." Kiss Rossi's fingers, then gently caress them.

Rossi was stunned by Andhra's charm, a simple word but able to imprison the heart of a Rossi. He seemed to lose consciousness, hypnotized by the gentle gaze of Andhra. Makes Rossi have trouble breathing.

"Rossi ... I spent a lot of time on adventures. However, this once-grown taste only grows on you."

Rossi's consciousness has returned, he is quite groggy even his knees feel difficult to stand up to.

"I... I'm gonna go." Rossi was just about to stand up.

"Let me be sure Ros, if indeed in your heart there is nothing else." Rossi was stunned for a while, he chose to leave Andhra filled with disappointment.

He has rejected me." Inner Andhra.

"Every woman not only believes in the word, but also the real evidence." Rossi turned around, then turned around and left with a charming smile.

"Did he just accept me?" Andhra gamang. "I didn't hear wrong, did I?" Say again. "No! I didn't hear wrong. All right, I'll prove it."

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"Are you sure? This her house?" Farid researched an unkempt house. The courtyard of the house was filled with dried leaves, as well as several cobwebs decorating the front of the house. There's a sign on the front. "Beautiful Doctor" hangs sideways with many cobwebs decorating it.

Ryo was still still in place, while Farid, glued his face to the windowpanes. The house looks dirty and unkempt.

Two hours ago, Ryo got a call from someone, the address of a house that Hasma and Alan once lived in.

"Not making sense anyway? They're the doctors here? Wasn't Hasma a model?" Ryoki feels something is wrong.

"Sure!" Farid answered steadily.

"What?"

"They need a doctor to do plastic surgery."

"But, the info we got, Beautiful Doctor is a psychiatric doctor."

"What if we go in?" Take Farid. There might be a clue inside. Her thought.

"How is it?"

To be Continued