Reaching the Miss (Daddy)

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"Tehnya mas" Carefully Nara put a cup of tea next to the notebook.

"Dear Thankyou" he said without looking at Nara.

Seeing how the man's serious reaction to his work was, Nara wondered if she should say her sudden desire.

Nara's breath blew slowly when she realized there was no reaction to her being standing right beside Tama with a restless gesture.

The man was completely focused on the desk operating his notebook with his glasses on his nose.

"Mas"

"Hmm" Still with focus fully on the notebook screen.

"Hungry"

Silent, it seems Tama is too focused so that Nara's voice is not so clearly caught by her ears.

"Eater" said Nara again.

"Yes eat dong"

"But Mager wants to make food"

"Yes it's bad"

Tama turned his head, he brought the net together for a moment then returned to direct the vision to the screen and pressed the shutdown icon after saving the results of his work.

"What do you eat?" tanyanya while leading Nara towards the bed.

"Anything, the important thing is not seblak, chicken geprek, or chicken noodles" Nara paused her sentence. While Tama was still staring at him.

"Bakso deh dear, uh not-not, sate buntel aja typical solo"

"Okay mas pesen sate buntel if so"

Both of them sat on the edge of the bed.

"Wait around" prevented Nara from quickly holding her husband's arm.

Tama's forehead shriveled. His fingers who was about to type something on the phone screen immediately stopped.

"I think kwetiaw is better, but_" Nara hung up her sentence.

Silence, Tama patiently waited for the wife who was thinking.

"What do you want to eat, madam?" he asked after not making a sound for almost a minute.

"What do you eat?"

"Mas don't want to eat"

"I mean give advice"

"Well, what do you want to eat, then saranin eat your chicken noodles nolak"

"Yes, don't dong chicken noodles, I told you not to chicken noodles"

"The curse of Na"

"Yes, what do you think I want to eat"

Tama breathed a long breath. Asked to help think of the wife who did not want to eat anything, obviously it was something strange for him.

Instead of thinking, the man was actually pensive while enduring the drowsiness.

"Mas"

"Yes?" Tama jerks.

"What do I think I should eat?"

Tama shook her head.

"Let's think dong"

"You who eat, when you think, who knows what you want to eat"

Nara's eyes squinted, and it made Tama a little scared.

"M-eat soto madura just want?" ask Tama.

"No way"

Nara shook her head with her lips tightly clenched.

"Betawi laksa?" continued Tama origin, so it looks like thinking.

"Ah what else is it, coconut milk food, no-no" refused Nara.

"A lot of eating Na, why must be confused ... There's rice paddies, burgers, pizzas, assorted rice bowls, cap cay, rice li_"

"Mas" cut Nara while patting Tama's thigh.

Seconds Tama turned to the left side.

"Stypical racing contest Surabaya"

"Lontong racing?" repeat Tama frowning.

"Yes, at that time there was a mas investor from Surabaya, right, whose wife was called Zara?"

"Sir Kennan?"

"Not knowing either, essentially his wife's name is Zara. At that time I was invited to stop by his aunt's house called Yuni, continue mbak Zara is making lontong racing, well I was told nyicip, deh delicious. Another penguin"

"Is he in Jakarta?"

"Just try to find"

I started searching in the grabfood app. There seems to be no restaurant that sells racing lontong especially at night like this. After searching through the app including at the restaurant where the plaza, and did not find a food named lontong racing, rather than dizzy Tama sent a chat message to Kennan.

"*Assalamualaiku*m?"

Kenan Metrogroup:"Waalaikumsalam" (21:45 am)

"Racing cart is what's the boss's food?" (21:46 pm).

Because Kennan is in an online condition, not waiting long Tama immediately got a reply.

Kenan Metrogroup: "Oh it's typical Surabaya boss food, it tastes very good" (21:46 wib).

Kenan Metrogroup: "Why?" (21:47 pm)

"My wife cravings lontong racing, because it was made the same bu Zara when they met in Jakarta"

Kenan Mereogroup: "Buy it boss, like his son bik Yun sell. Just try to find the name of the booth mother's prayer"

Kennan sent us the address.

"Thanks boss, the information"

Tama replied with a cupped sticker, after which her focus shifted to looking at Nara.

"What do you want?" ask Tama.

"Yes that's lontong racing"

"Not changing anymore?"

"No, I want that anyway" Nara replied without looking at Tama. He has been lying down playing his game for a few minutes.

Hearing the wife's reply, Tama got up and put on a jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"Find lontong racing"

"Where are you looking? it's already night"

"It's okay for my same wife's twins"

"Can't be online?"

"Can't do it"

"Then I'm coming"

"No need" said Tama then snatched the car keys, wallet and mobile phone. "Wait at home"

"Just want to come"

"Opaan si Na, this is the night air, not good for pregnant women"

"Come"

Sneaking softly, inevitably Tama finally allowed Nara to come with her.

The man walked up to the closet and got warm clothes for his wife.

"Wear this" Tama helps Nara put on the jacket.

After ten minutes, they were already in the front yard of the house. Tama opens the car door for Nara and closes it again. They prepare to go to the address of the outlet owned by the son of the brother of his business partner.

"Where are you going to look?" nara asked as she spread her gaze towards the road.

To the booth that sells lontong racing"

"Yes where"

"Jakarta center"____

Nearly an hour into the journey, they finally reached their destination. Tama who had previously ordered by phone, immediately sat down and only waited five minutes, two servings of racing lontong have been presented at the table complete with warm lemon tea.

Tama and Nara enjoy lontong racing typical of the original Surabaya. All thanks to Kennan who has provided information about the outlet that sells the food.

"What else do you eat?" tanya Tama after finishing eating out lontong racing.

"No, I'm full"

"We're home?"

"Hmm" said Nara while sipping lemon tea using a straw.

******

Until two weeks pass, tonight Tama and other families will attend the entrepreneur awards ceremony which is already routinely held every year.

This award includes, Menpreneur, Womenpreneur, innovativepreneur, and so on.

"Good night, Mr. Tama"

"Good night, Mr. Kennan"

Tama and Kenan shake hands.

"How are you?" tanya Tama is friendly.

"good. How about a lontong race the other day"

"Yes, I have to say a lot of thanks for that, I found it and my wife was very satisfied"

"Thank God, lucky that night Mr. Tama contacted me, otherwise I don't know what happens when you don't meet the cravings of pregnant women"

While Tama and Kenan were chatting with each other, Nara and Zara were no less excited about the topic of their conversation. Until the voice of the host interrupts their conversation.

"Ladies and gentlemen attention please!" A tall man shouted on stage. His blaring voice distracted the previously cool guests. The man ordered that the audience immediately place themselves on their respective tables according to the table number listed on their invitation.

The event began and has gone through various sessions.

Khansa, who was named as the youngest female CEO, received congratulations from business colleagues, including Nara, they were happy for the award that Khansa won. And Kennan who also won the youngest male CEO representing Metrogroup also received remarks from business people.

Two hosts are reading out nominations. There are five women who are crowned in this nomination, one of them will be crowned as an innovative businesswoman.

"And the award was given to _" The hosts hung up the sentence.

One second, two seconds until it changed to three seconds, the two men who became hosts looked at each other before then returning to voice. "Naraya Stevani Gautama, as the most innovative businesswoman of the Global Angkasa group" a boisterous voice of applause rumbled. One of the hosts asked Nara to go on stage.

Nara, feeling both nervous and happy, walked onto the stage.

He received an acrylic plaque made of gold finish complete with award type inscriptions.

"Please maybe there's something you want to say" said the blonde host.

Nara had already put herself behind the podium that was already available.

"Well I have to say what yes" Nara said as she continued to pay attention to the acrylic trophy in her right hand.

"Suire, the important thing is not to make us wait long, pity them" Chirps host who is from among the artist.

Laughter filled the entire room. They understand that this host is very smart to melt the atmosphere.

Nara smiled, for a second then exhaled deeply.

"Thank you to the Entrepreneur awards that have given this award to me, thank you also for the park, my family and my employees who have supported me to this point. This award I give to my father, as well as my father and mother-in-law"

Applause is back.

"Not given to the husband nor Miss Nara?" ask the host to interrupt.

"No, the husband has often received awards even every day. So this is specifically for papa and in-laws"

"Woaw sir husband, feels to have a step wife ye" always again who invited laughter. "No problem sir husband, the important thing is that kiss after waking up is always given, yes Miss Nara"

Unknowingly Nara nodded completely with a smile. The hosts allow Nara to sit back.

"This is the kind of couple I like" Host added. "The wife joked about her husband, as well as the husband, the household must be exciting. Get ready to peep into the household, Miss Nara and husband"

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One more part END yes, after that break first take care of work in the real world. 😀😀😀