Romisa Life

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The Mass had ascended back to her room to perform the isha prayer.

While the new arga came out of the kitchen and immediately approached the Tang secretary who was still sitting in a chair near the door.

The Tang secretary who looked busy with a cell phone, immediately stood up straight after seeing Arga approaching her.

"Miss, have returned to master's room" Tang said.

Arga nodded in agreement.

"Tang.. Have you made sure he'll come to dinner here?" Arga asked looking at Tang seriously.

"It's master, and now it's on its way," she replied.

Arga nodded slowly, then walked slowly.

"I'm going upstairs, you're preparing some romantic soup. And if he has come, ask directly to the dining room," said Arga asserted by the secretary of Tang.

Arga then walked towards his room and climbed the stairs..

Arriving in the room. Arga went straight to the bathroom to pick up the wudu and participated in the prayer and then waited for mass out of the dressing room.

Now Arga is still sitting on the sofa room with a laptop on his lap waiting for mass out of the dressing room. Because mass if after prayer isya will always make time to teach first so it will be a little long mass finished with his worship.

Misa came out of the dressing room which immediately shocked her view with a figure that looked focused with her laptop.

While arga like her still do not realize if the mass has come out of the dressing room that is standing staring at her.

Why is the lion here. Not that he was downstairs. And like the lion is busy.

The Mass approached Arga and stood before him. Arga turned to the mass and looked at it warmly.

"Here you go" asked Arga.

Misa who already understood the meaning of arga nodded her head.

Arga closed the laptop and put it to the sofa table. Then get up from his seat.

"Let's have dinner," invited Arga and hugged the waist of the mass.

Yes, I am what kind of stamps. The lion is always sticky if it is close to me.

Misa can only resign with an arga attitude that is always attached.

Now they both walked down the stairs to the dining room. Just got to the dining room door. Misa had heard her babbling voice syila with a familiar male voice in the ears of the mass.

Like knowing this guy's voice. Tp who is.

Arga still faithfully hugged the waist of mass to walk towards the dining table. The eyes of the Mass caught a man sitting on his back looking down focused on his cell phone.

Uh who is he. Is there a guest. Why didn't the lion tell me.

Misa and Arga sat in a chair close to the figure of the man with the arga sitting beside him.

"It's been a long time" asked Arga to the man after himself sitting on the chair.

"Ah, just got to arga. Where's your wife. I haven't seen her. And I'm sorry I didn't come to your party" the man said.

Arga rewinds his chair a little and renders his head so that the mass is visible to his guests.

Instantly the man's eyes widened in surprise, and his jaw hardened. While mass though surprised but still able to master it.

"Pak dani," said the Mass staring in wonder.

"Misa," dani replied in surprise then turned to stare at the sharp arga.

"Like his wife already know my sodara," said arga mentapa mass.

"Yes husband. Mr. Dani is the same2 teaching with me at Pelita High School" said the honest Mass.

Arga nodded in understanding. Arga himself knew.

"Romisa, this is my cousin. Dani's only child puppets her aunt lara. And this dani is my wife Romisa," said Arga and embraced the shoulder of the Mass with one hand.

"No way," dani sings quietly in disbelief.

"My husband is this dani sir. Your sodara. Why don't you come to the wedding?" misa looked at arga.

Arga gently rubbed the side of the mass face.

Dani was still staring at the mass in disbelief. Egi just stared coldly at them.

"Syila's brother-in-law already syila laper want soup made by kaka-in-law dong," said syila melted the atmosphere.

Misa smiled towards Shila and got up to take the bowl to fill her with soup, but the hand of arga stopped the movement of the Mass hand.

"This soup, made for kaka, syila." Arga who does not want to share.

Yes, the lion does not want to share with his own sister. Basic greedy.

"My husband, I'll make enough of it. Divide for syila one bowl only," said the soft mass.

Arga stared at the mass, then looked at the cold syila. And finally nodded slowly.

Dong luna. Want to get diarrhea again what you were like before.

Misa scoops her soup into a bowl and gives it to syila.

"Asyiikk, syila can taste kaka-in-law's soup whose aroma is tempting," ledek syila on egi and dani being on ledek staring at her flat.

"Hmm.. very good kaka-in-law, later if the syila is added again yaah," said syila again after scooping kuah into his mouth.

Misa who was scooping her soup again into the bowl of arga smiled sweetly towards syila.

Try the lion sister like syila all maybe this house will be rame and warm.

"My husband, what else would you like to eat?" Ask mass after putting a bowl of soup in front of arga.

Arga shook his head.

"Sup is enough" she replied.

Haih, is it just that soup would be delicious. Pity the cooks who cook yet no one touches her. Syila is just soup. The lion is also just soup. And egi, sir Dani still hasn't scooped anything up.

Misa sat back and spooned her soup to herself.

"Bu mass egi also want the soup," said egi in unison with pak dani who expressed the same desire.

Arga immediately stared at her sharply towards the two of them.

Uh, don't ask me to ask his interpreter, s liona.

"My husband," call mass quietly.

Arga turned his gaze at the mass and turned his warm gaze to the mass.

"How can you?" ask the heart mass.

"No, no," said Arga, then scooped the soup back into his mouth.

Misa glanced at the large vegetable bowl of her soup which was still a lot.

What is a liona setamak. His sister's time asked not to be earned.

"My husband, look at a lot. Later it was redundant," said the mass again and looked at arga.

Arga rubbed the head of the mass. Then nodded slowly, "just a small bowl."

Finally, the mass fills two small bowls for dani and egi and then gives them their immediate pleasure.

Misa took one piece of corn and fried tempeh and put it on the arga plate as well as her plate.

"This complements my husband, it would be better to enjoy him," said Mass.

Arga momentarily stared at the mass and then tried it.

Thank goodness I ate too. The kasian cooks cook this much a variety of menus but the ones they eat are just my soup. Are they not on taste with the others.

"Ah, syila also want kaka-in-law like the one with kaka," chirped syila. Misa thrusts her plate towards Shila to take.

Egi and pak Dani also participated in taking what mass eat.

What's up with them. Why did they all take the same menu.

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