Ngumbara Love

The Part 67

Quite a calming weekend, Andhra's pet bird chirp sounded melodious, as if she were in a rural environment. A red eagle looks engrossed in tearing flesh until it is no longer shaped. Andhra smiled seeing that all her pet had finished their food. A pair of love bird dancing nimble romp inside a cage made almost similar to its natural habitat.

"Sir Rip, do we need to add more trees, so that their comfort is maintained?" andhra asked when she saw Mr. Rip back with a tray in hand.

"I don't think it's necessary, sir. It seems, these artificial forests are more than comfortable, they have grown very well."

Andhra is now relaxing on the bench under the tree, accompanied by a cup of coffee and some cakes deliberately served by Mr. Rip.

"Sit down, Mr. Rip, let's try this fruit, whether it's ripe or not." Andhra picked up a long, short distance from her hand. Andhra peeled it in an elegant way, then felt whether it was sweet enough or not. Mr. Rip was still standing with a smile.

"Master, if you want the fruit of the stickiness, take the color like this. Try it, it'll be sweeter than you just ate." Andhra accepted it with a smile as light as the dew dripped.

"Perfects! It's so delicious." Andhra gave one of her thumbs up to Mr. Rip. This is the advantage of Mr. Rip, he is superior in the field of fruits.

"It's a loss to my experience."

"Master could have. I just follow my instinct." Mr. Rip's down. Go back to sort some fruit, then put it on the plate, just in case Andhra again wants the sweet little fruit.

"How could that be?" Andhra put in one more.

"If we learn from a callong, or a fruit-eater who roams at night, it will only rely on the sense of smell and tongue. First, choose the fruit that smells fragrant, and second taste it. I did that to some fruit. That's what my parents taught me."

Yep! Mr. Rip's parents were traveling fruit vendors, but after their family's home and shop were confiscated by the leeches, Mr. Rip and his family became homeless, until meeting Andhra ten years ago.

"Feed!" Andhra smells the distinctive aroma of the fruit of the sweet cloves.

Before long, came the man in the black jacket. From his movements, Andhra can guess that his guest is Ryo. Andhra glanced at a servant who delivered Ryo bowing. Mr. Rip immediately withdrew, quite understanding if Mr. Rip had to go back to the kitchen, take coffee for Ryo.

"You've come back?" Ryo simply nodded in response, taking his place across from Andhra's desk. Andhra saw that Ryo's gelagat was not as important as usual, as it was storing a fairly heavy mind load. After returning from the village, this man even looked gloomy.

"Speak?"

"Hemmh, what? Whatchu mean?" Ryo twitched, he quite understood if Andhra realized his change in attitude was possible. Ryo chose to take a cup of coffee offered by Mr. Rip, rather than discuss the problems he brought to Andhra.

"Is this about Mella?" guess Andhra.

"No! But this!" Ryo took out two Zip flashes putting them on the table. "The answer is a facial surgery on someone. Surgery performed only by two people of different genres."

Andhra took the small object, examined it closely. "Where did you get this?"

"The empty house belongs to a surgeon. This doctor was very famous, but then his family fell apart and now the doctor is not known whereabouts. He disappeared with his wife and son."

"What does this have to do with me?" Andhra threw the chip at the table again.

"Hi, the contents have been very useful for your investigation all along. You knew?"

"No!"

"Eat first listen!" sewot Ryo's. "He was the doctor who performed the surgery on your stepmother. All this time we've been looking for evidence of Hasma's crimes. But no one has managed to get that damn woman to jail. She played very well and beautifully.

Nor can we imprison him with an old case. Because all this time we don't know what the face is now. The operation was successful. Hasma performed five facial surgeries, seven surgeries on parts of her body and countless other surgeries that kept her young. But in the tape, there's all the evidence. How does the woman's face shape, both before and after surgery. We can make it a weapon to teach the snake woman a lesson."

"Leave it!"

"Whatchu mean? We've come this far, then just give up?"

Andhra sipped the coffee very casually, Ryo until caught his breath.

"He will certainly show himself. A few weeks ago, he took my money through Mella."

"Not really. We agreed not to press Mella." Ryo squealed back.

"Then what do you want? You hunted him for years, and now ... You're just gonna let go?" Ryo is roughing his hair. "Even now you're getting married. Have you forgotten our purpose?" Ryo is pressing Andhra. Relaxedly, Andhra sipped coffee.

"You can also do it with Mella. Isn't that what you wanted to tell me?" guess Andhra, Ryo to the point of disbelief. How can this friend and superior understand him so well. But, he recalled one thing. Ryo's in disguise.

"You want to play me?" Ryo throws the fruit of the stick, Andhra is not angry, but chuckled by Ryo's silly behavior.

"This mission isn't finished yet, how can we open everything in front of Mella. I'm not ready to explain everything either." Ryo's voice sounded lower than before.

"And even more puzzling, Mella sometimes acts as sweet as the first time we met, but a moment later, she seems to regret her actions. Sometimes he also stayed away from me. I see, at such a time he tried to be faithful to keep his heart just for Ryo. Sometimes it's like he's close to me, then he's back

Maybe he was at war with his feelings. Mella had said, that Ryo who is now different, even so, Mella still likes it too. I'm sure, he's starting to suspect that fake Ryo. But...!" Ryo was getting riled up, Andhra glanced at him at a glance.

"Mella will understand!" Andhra patted Ryo on the shoulder.

"Not for a lie!" sambar Ryo's.

"Mella can't accept a lie, whatever it is. I'm afraid he's getting further away from me. Moreover, when the real Ryo managed to convince his love for Mella. Anything could happen, right? Will I lose everything?" Ryo got up with lightning, hitting the leaves dangling in front of his face.

"Did you forget, Mella has no other guardian besides me?"

"Are you persuading me?"

"You think?"

"Well, there's no legal guardian other than you. You're the only brother on my father's side."

"Well, that knows!" Andhra took his coffee, savored the distinctive aroma that was delicious, then sipped it.

"But ... Did Mr Fadal marry Mella's mother?"

Andhra spouted coffee until it hit Ryo's face.

Uhuk uhuk

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The Kembang village

"Dad, is it necessary for Rossi to come with me?" For some reason, Rossi's footsteps suddenly felt heavy. He is now in Farid's yard with his father.

"Say will speak for himself. You're the way you are, really plan to be a person."

"But Ayaaaahhh. What's necessary now. Tomorrow it can." Rossi rolled up the tip of the shirt he was wearing, it was clear if the girl was groggy.

"Never delay a good thing!" Dad blinked one eye, teasing. Rossi pursed his lips.

You know, I just chose it at home. Inner Rossi.

To be continued...