
Farhan fingered his cellphone, which was nailed to his pants, but Kiara's hand pulled her.
Kiara codes for Farhan to immediately knit love with her. Farhan's eyes were fixed on Kiara's seductive face.
"Honey come on," asked Kiara.
"Wait a minute baby, there's a call" Farhan said.
"Later he picked up dear," said Kiara.
"I saw a moment, maybe from Mama," said Farhan.
Kiara nodded even though she was a little disappointed. Though only a little more Farhan fell his embrace should be constrained again. Now only Farhan can realize his dream of entering the extended family of Ariendra.
Farhan got out of bed, standing in front of the glass window. He raised the call from Azkia.
"Hallo Ma" said Farhan.
"Hallo son," said Azkia.
"What's the matter Ma?" ask Farhan.
"Back of Farhan, there is something important" Azkia said.
"What's important Ma?" ask Farhan.
"Just go home first" said Azkia.
"Yes Ma" said Farhan.
Farhan hung up. He put the phone back in his pants pocket. Walk back to bed and sit on the bed. He looked at his girlfriend's face.
"Kiara, I have to go home" said Farhan.
"But baby, we just want to make out" said Kiara. He doesn't want Fathan out of his trap. It is not easy to get a moment like that.
Farhan smiled at Kiara and teased her.
"I'm going to marry you soon, so you have to believe that" Farhan said. He did not want his lover to be disappointed and cry for it.
"Promise" said Kiara.
"Promise" replied Farhan.
"OK, you can go home, baby" said Kiara. He had to let Farhan go home.
Farhan rubbed Kiara's head. Then walked out of her room, leaving Kiara's house. He drove his car to his parents' house.
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Barra, Deena, Farel, Alina, Alvan, Haura and the Emperor were having a crush together in the middle of their inn. It just so happens that wives and husbands watch football together. The wives feed their husbands a snack while sitting on his lap. Only the Emperor sat holding a puppet.
"His son really has a chive, watch my bow, eat bribed," said the Emperor.
"The food has a bini dong" said Alvan.
"Yes, I'm not a gini doll" said the Emperor.
Farel rubbed his nose on Alina's cheek.
"Sir Rafa" said Alina.
"Darling, laper isn't?" ask Farel.
"Laper," said Alina.
"You want my special boiled noodles?" ask Farel.
"You brother" said Alina.
"Okay baby, I'll cook for you" said Farel.
"Farel, brother and sister, yes" said Barra.
"Gue is also my brother-in-law plus my bini" said Alvan.
"Sister Farel I ju..," said the Emperor.
"The emperor cooks himself" said Farel.
"Well..." Emperor instantly lemes denger said cook.
Farel and the Emperor went to the kitchen to cook. Farel made boiled noodles for everything.
The Emperor made it for himself.
"The amount of water should not be mostly tar mienya enlarged," said Farel.
"Relax, I have more delicious sauce" said the Emperor.
"You are, if that is your will" said Farel.
They both went back to cooking.
"Emperor how are you given so much garem, not salinity?" ask Farel.
"Mie tastes better when it's more savory" replied the Emperor.
"It's not savory but salty" Farel said.
The emperor added oyster sauce, soy sauce, pepper, turmeric powder, coriander powder, tomato sauce, instant chilli, mayonase, vinegar, and honey.
"This is an innovation, brother, just look at the world will know the cuisine of this phenomenal Emperor," said the Emperor.
"OK, the important thing is that you are happy" said Farel.
"At least the stomach ache of the boy if he ate his strange noodles, hopefully still alive," Farel's mind.
After a long process of cooking in various ways and techniques, it was finally completed as well. The emperor is cemong. His body was dirty all like a painter exposed to ink.
"Emperor you shower first or change clothes, dirty tuh," said Farel.
"This is a true artist" said the Emperor.
"True, true artists, too" Farel said.
Farel let out a laugh upon seeing the Emperor's appearance. It was time for them to bring their food to the living room. Farel shared his cooking with everyone and sat down next to Alina. The emperor also sat among his friends. They all started eating the boiled noodles.
"Kak Rafa is a champion when cooking" said Alina.
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Farel kissed Alina on the forehead.
"Yes, dear dong" said Farel.
"Em. yummy Farel, good cook also," said Barra.
"Heeh is good, Brother Farel," Deena added.
"The best," said Alvan.
"This is the best boiled noodles" Haura said.
"Hik hik hik, delicious boiled noodles my bikinan hik hik hik," said the Emperor while crying.
Everyone saw the Emperor eating his boiled noodles until it was sobbing.
"A tasty emperor or you're tormented to eat it?" ask Alvan.
"Full suffering and oppression eat this noodle" replied the Emperor.
"That's called forced-planting noodles, good jobs" Barra said.
"How's it feel?" ask Deena.
"It feels extreme, rich to jump from an airplane" said the Emperor.
"That means a successful innovation, congratulations you've made it" Farel said.
"Emperor want plus sauce to taste good?" ask Alina.
"It's full of Alina sauce, until it's so red, it's rich in eating a kilo of lime" said the Emperor.
"Well the new variant of the Emperor, rarely there are noodles about the taste of lime, good idea," said Deena.
"Hik hik hik," The Emperor only cried and grimaced as he ate his homemade noodles.
Boiled noodles are already spent. Everyone was sitting leisurely while chatting but not with the Emperor who kept complaining of his stomach ache. He's rolling, stirring, not shit.
"It hurts. it hurts. My stomach hurts," said the Emperor.
All of them approached the Emperor and gave him ointments and medicinal drinks.
"Where's Emperor? already delicious?" ask Barra.
"It's still sick" said the Emperor, holding his stomach.
"This must be because of eating noodles planted with extreme flavors" said Alvan.
"Yoi" said Deena and Haura.
"Love koyo cabe, huh?" ask Farel.
"No, it's getting hotter, it's getting hotter" said the Emperor.
"You're compressed using ice cubes?" ask Alina.
"Byeah, it's hot like Alina" said the Emperor.
"I took it in the kitchen first" said Alina.
Alina went to the kitchen. He opened the fridge but there was no ice. Coincidentally the refrigerator is still an old-school model so slow to make ice cubes.
"It's still water" said Alina.
"What's the hell else?" asked Mbok Inem, the cleaner at the inn.
"This is Mbok again ice cubes," said Alina.
"Make what?" ask Mbok Inem.
"To compress the Emperor's stomach, he again had a stomachache" said Alina.
Mbok Inem immediately closed the door, and the window.
He also invites Alina into the edge of the kitchen, away from the doors and windows.
"Miss don't get sick here" said Mbok Inem.
"Why then, Mbok?" ask Alina curiously.