Not Just a Milk Mother

Chapter 35

Allura was with Bintang, they were spending time together with Lady Fika in the garden beside the house. There was only Allura and the Stars, but then came Madam Fika.

"Lura, I was looking for you in my room. But it turns out your aunt said you were here," said Mrs Fika as she played her grandson's tiny hand.

"Yes, Madam. I had intended to spend some time here yesterday afternoon, but I didn't. So, I'm just here now. What's the madam looking for me?" ask Allura.

Madam Fika shook her head while smiling lightly.

"No, I just want to talk to you" replied Mrs Fika.

Allura nodded her head a few times, after which she fell silent again. Furthermore, he was curious about the whereabouts of Rivera who was not known after leaving the hospital. Even Allura was astonished because for almost three weeks, Rivera had never visited the Star, his son.

However, Allura felt a little hesitant to ask that. I don't think it's good to ask about Mrs Rivera. Never mind, it's none of my business anyway, he murmured.

"Lura, do you know–" Madam Fika looked back at Allura. And so did Allura who looked back.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" asked Allura when she saw Madam Fika who never continued her words.

There was a rough gasp from Madam Fika's nose, she seemed to be holding back the uneasiness that never subsided and it made Allura even more curious.

Before speaking, Madam Fika first smiled wryly, her mind suddenly drifting back to Rivera, her daughter-in-law. Until now the woman has not returned to see him, he wants to share a little story with Allura.

"Lura, didn't you say back then, if Rivera asked you to be the Star's milk mother first?" ask Mrs Fika.

Allura nodded and confirmed Madam Fika's question. "Yes, Madam. At that time I .. I was in need of a fee for maternal treatment. So, I accepted Mrs Rivera's offer to be her son's milk mother" she replied without turning her gaze away from the Star she was breastfeeding.

"But .. do you know why Rivera would not breastfeed her child directly?"

Allura moved his head back to the right and to the left. At that time Allura had asked about the reason Rivera did not want to breastfeed her child, but the woman chose not to answer.

"Sorry, Madam. I don't know why Mrs Rivera didn't do that."

"Oh. Then, how did Rivera meet you?" mrs Fika asked again, she was getting curious about the origin of Allura who could become Star milk just like that.

"My best friend's cousin worked as a waitress at her parents' house, Mrs Rivera. And ... my best friend offered me this job," replied Allura again. For some reason, he felt that Madame Fika was looking for information about Rivera through her.

"Oh. So, you didn't know Rivera before?"

Allura shook her head again. "No, Mistress. I only knew Mrs Rivera was a rising model" she replied.

While Allura and Madam Fika were still engrossed in conversation, the red baby in her hand suddenly pulled the strung up Allura's haircut making Allura look at her.

"What, Deck? From earlier Adek dicuekin same Mbak and Oma, yes?" ask Allura to the stars.

The baby was again the center of attention of Allura and Madam Fika. They felt anxious at the Star because the baby was trying to invite him to talk by moving his tiny lips. So that made Madam Fika and Allura forget their chatter and focus on the Stars.

All the interactions of the three of them continued to be noticed by Mr. Anderson, the middle-aged man silently smiled as he saw Madam Fika laughing loosely at her adorable granddaughter.

"Huft, if only Fika would give in, I would not be this upset, for sure" muttered Mr. Anderson as he rubbed his face violently.

"There is no harm in returning to match Arzan. Adnan is a good person, maybe his daughter will also be good and can accept Bintang as his son," he said again as he passed away from the park.

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Arzan got home when it was getting late, where people had dinner first without him. Whether there is any wind, he really wants to go back to taste the fish soup made by Allura. In fact, on the dining table there are various kinds of side dishes that he used to eat, but Arzan just stared at it without interest.

Arzan wanted to ask Allura to make it, but the man was prestigious to say it straight. So, he also tried to make it himself.

Allura passed by Arzan as she was about to fetch some drinking water in the kitchen, the woman fell silent and stood behind Arzan without her knowledge. He continued to notice the movements of Arzan who was trying to peel the onion in his hand, sometimes the man also heard grumbling because he felt pain in his eyes due to the onion.

Allura chuckled softly when she saw him, but she also felt a little pity. So, Allura came over and greeted him.

"Sir, what are you doing here? Isn't the food on the table?" he asked while looking at the knife in the man's hand.

Arzan turned around and kept the knife and the onion in his hand, his face did look cold and flat without any curves on his lips, but believe me, it is, it behaves like that just to neutralize the heartbeat that is racing.

"What's your business? It's up to me to do anything, it's my kitchen too" he replied, turning his attention in another direction.

Allura responded to Arzan's words by nodding her head for a moment, then the woman took the glass on the plate rack and walked towards the place where the gallon of water was. Reluctant for him to know the man's work. Especially after hearing the tone of speech that he thought was cynical.

Arzan made gawking with Allura's actions, he had thought that Allura would be happy to help him cook, but it was not. In fact Allura did not care about it and chose to leave from there leaving Arzan who was still standing.

"Hey!"

Arzan stopped Allura's steps, which almost approached the connecting door of the kitchen and dining room, to make the woman turn her body.

"You're calling me, sir?" he asked while pointing at himself.

"Of course, who else is here besides you and me?" tanya Arzan pitched ketus.

Allura threw his face away and snorted in annoyance, he did not dare to fight Arzan directly, but he also could not cover up his irritation towards the man.

"Yes, my dear Lord, is there anything I can do for you?" allura asked while gritting her teeth.

Arzan laughed in his heart when he heard Allura's faint tone, he realized the woman in front of him was upset and angry with him. However, right now his desire to eat fish soup was greater, so he paid no heed to Allura's anger towards him.

"Make me like fish like you cooked yesterday!" his orders while glancing at the fish that had been prepared on the kitchen table.

"Algessseubnida, Seensaengnim."

Allura walked closer to the fish near Arzan who was still sculpting. The man gasped when he heard Allura's reply who suddenly spoke Korean.

"Can you speak Korean?"