SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 163: Calling for Darren
Someone who does not want to be written his name once said, be like a coffee that does not need to be clear to be liked by many people. Yes, the bitter concentrated liquid similar to this in-law satire, has also become the lifestyle of urban people. Can be seen with the rise of coffee shops that spread throughout the streets. It is not wrong that Nadya's uncle took the opportunity to open this business adjacent to one of the big campuses in Jakarta.
Chalvin sat at the bartender's desk watching Nadya who was busy making coffee like a barista. The girl looked elegant wearing a white cameja wrapped in an appron. Not to mention, her hair was neatly carried so as to accentuate her feminine side.
Shortly thereafter, a cup of coffee was presented complete with a heart symbol engraving on it. There is also an iced version of coffee with cream topping on it. For a moment, the two looked awkward towards each other.
"Try it!" nadya said with a tone of voice.
"Okey, delicious coffee depends on the brewing skill. So, if I give you advice and criticism, okay, right?"
Nadya nodded. "I have no experience in the world of coffee. That's why I'm entering a professional barista here. Just the belom's coming. So, please Brother Chalvin first, do I mix it up or not."
Chalvin took a white cup, inhaled the aroma with his eyes closed and then began to sip the coffee.
"Sugary fits. Also viscosity. For ice coffee, this is not much different, the same famous brand" said Chalvin.
"Masa, anyway? Everywhere is clearly a superior setarbak."
"Don't get me wrong, in Vietnam the whole thing went out of business, you see. Vietnam is one of the highest coffee consuming countries."
"Can't that be it?"
"Yes, because the residents there prefer to drink local coffee native to their country. Not just in Vietnam, in Australia. Dozens of their outlets closed because of the wrong market strategy. They cannot adjust the tastes of people there who do not like the sweetness offered. So, doing business is very important to see the taste of the market. Like your place is close to the campus, it means the market is students, right? You should know the coffee tastes of students at your college."
Chalvin's phone suddenly shook, making their engrossed chatter cut off. Chalvin was forced to pull over to receive a call.
"Okay, I'll be right there!" Chalvin hung up the phone and looked at Nadya regretfully.
"Sorry, Nad. I was waiting at the office. I brought this one, yeah!" Chalvin took ice coffee. "Eh, yes, forget ... how much is it, huh?" ask her while reaching for the wallet.
"No need, brother. It's free for Brother."
"Well, what is it?"
"My friends also had me free," said Nadya reasoned.
"Well, this is wrong. Business, yes, business. Just starting a business if you have burned capital with free people, it is not good for bookkeeping. Supposed to give promo price enough for the beginning. Yes, I love this, yes! I assume you give me a discounted price" Chalvin said as he placed a hundred thousand sheets on the table.
"Eh, brother, this is mostly!"
Chalvin hurriedly rushed to the exit. "Monday, right, launching it? Don't forget, remember me, okay?" he said it seemed like an answer that he would return to that place.
Nadya stared at Chalvin's departure in silence. His eyes were suddenly fixed on the rest of the hot coffee the man had been gulping down, where he left a half-hearted image on it.
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Unlike Chalvin, Darren and Karen have returned to Bratajaya's residence. One of the cooks at the Bratajaya residence was surprised to see Darren rummaging through the fridge. Apparently, the man took some strawberry pieces, a pack of yogurt, and UHT milk.
"Mas Darren, what's the afternoon of gini?"
"Here, Bi, go make Karen a cold drink. He said he again wanted to be as soon as his mouth felt bitter," said Darren while taking a blender.
"Don't .. mba Karen cravings, Mas?"
Darren. "What if a pregnant person?"
"Yes, if you want to drink more immediately. Usually often spit, do not like to smell the pungent aroma, and easily dizzy. Moreover, I noticed that Karen lately often do not feel well, huh?"
Darren nodded in agreement with a radiant face. It turns out that the conjecture is the same as that ART. Only, she hesitated to guess after previously Karen had admitted to the obstetrician and said that she was not pregnant. Inviting him to control the doctor, even worried about making him offended like that time.
Darren brought a glass of strawberry smoothies he had just made into the room. He stood looking for a moment, while watching his wife who appeared innocent in front of the mirror. The woman looked to be observing her own naked body from various sides. Apparently, he was still affected by Vera's talk this afternoon that said his body was now more contained.
Realizing Darren was watching her, Karen immediately put on her pyjamas towel again. She sat down at the dresser and dried her wet hair after taking a shower. Darren put strawberry smoothies on the nightstand, then approached his wife and snatched the hairdryer from her hands.
"Yes, it's hot!"
"Tonight we go for a walk, yuk!" take Darren with you while drying Karen's hair.
"Tumben is making a walk!"
"Yes, I have time. If we go to college, we can both be busy."
"Fail too, anyway! Where do we go for a walk?" karen asked, looking back. He was so excited because this was the first time Darren took the initiative to ask her out first.
"Where, huh? Ada, man!" said Darren as he briefly kissed Karen's soft lips.
"You want to eat, huh?" guess Karen while continuing to turn her head towards the man.
Darren shook his head while straightening Karen's head by pressing both sides of her cheeks to make her mouth come forward. Seeing his wife's expression in the mirror reflection so funny, made the man laugh amusedly. Not to be outdone, Karen looked up as she reached her hand up, flanked Darren's chin and then pulled the man's face closer to hers. As if understanding, Darren immediately lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips again. Time and time again. Not only lips, the man also kissed his wife's back.
"Tumben after the bath is not fragrant?"
"I'm changing a soap that doesn't smell."
Spontaneous, Darren immediately remembered his ART words about pregnant women who did not like to smell the stinging aroma.
As the night begins to come, Karen rushes to prepare to go on a date with Darren. Unlike usual, this time Darren himself chose clothes to wear the wife. Karen again stood in front of the mirror while frowning and tilting her lips to the right-left in turn. She feels funny with her husband's choice of clothes that make her look like mothers.
In the same place, Darren was tidying his own hair and then took his flagship perfume. Just about to spray all over the body, his hand immediately put back the perfume bottle.
Tonight, Darren takes Karen around the street food area that is currently going viral. This certainly makes Karen happy because Darren has freed her to taste whatever food she wants. Unfortunately, although allowed to eat anything, some snacks and food stands that passed by him did not make him tasteful and instead made him nauseous. He chose to buy cheap iced tea.
Satisfied to try various types of food, Darren again invited Karen to take a walk around South Jakarta. Karen's forehead frowned when Darren's car suddenly turned into a place. Feelings of anxiety arise once they know the place they enter is a clinic obstetrician practice that serves 24 hours.
"Well, where are you coming?"
"We control your health, yuk? It just so happened that the doctor was an old friend of mine. I made a promise to him this afternoon, too" Darren said as he removed his seatbelt.
"I'm not papa, really. I told you I'm just tired lately." Karen tried to avoid. Because, he is still traumatized by the verdict of the disease he had suffered. He was worried that his illness might not have fully healed with his health declining lately.
"Yes, I know you are healthy. Just ... The doctor in Malaysia once told me that we routinely control every month to the local obstetrician to make sure the tumor is completely gone."
Darren's words managed to break Karen's doubts. They eventually entered the clinic and entered the waiting room. Karen looked around. There are many pregnant women with an enlarged stomach. Perhaps he was the only one who was young and well-bellied.
Once it got a turn in, the doctor immediately greeted Darren with a frenzy.
"Darren, long time no see ya we. Know that marriage is. No more hiccups."
"Sorry, here, we're having a reception." Darren blinked one eye while raising his chin towards Karen. There seems to have been talk between them before.
The doctor's assistant directed Karen to lie in the patient's gurney to prepare for the ultrasound. Tense strokes were clearly visible on the husband and wife's face.
"Now, the bag is visible! He's five weeks old, '" the doctor said, focusing on the monitor.
Darren stood up, took a rough breath and rubbed his face with both hands.
"What do you mean, huh, doc?" karen asked confused.
With a face that radiated a happy hue, the man clasped Karen's hand while whispering, "You're pregnant, honey. We're gonna be parents."
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