The Foreign Softness

##Bab 102 Her

After I accompanied Denis to soy sauce, we wrapped the rest

the food was not finished and left the restaurant. At night, Denis

asking Jasmine to taste the precious soy sauce meat she brought back, was,

Jasmine said with a smile, "Oh, is there such a dish in

this place? I really didn't expect. Grandma's gonna try it."

Jasmine picked up a piece, tasted it slowly and said while

smile, "Hmm, yeah, very nice."

Denis kept staring at Jasmin's face. When he saw Jasmine's smile

saying good, the little boy laughed happily, "I told you so

it's so good."

Jasmine said, "Which shop made it? Tell grandma, please,

grandma's gonna go and try it."

Denis said solemnly, "It was made by a restaurant

it's called a Millennial Restaurant. There was an uncle dressed in a big chicken. Him

very well...."

Denis told Jasmine the big chicken uncle shook hands

with her and carrying her behind her back, Jasmine slightly

frowning, "Is there still such a person?"

I thought Jasmine was worried that someone would seize the opportunity

making soy sauce to get close to Denis. Then, he looked for an opportunity

to hurt him, but he said with a laugh, "Right now, a lot

the business will hold some very special activities. The waiter

wearing a large rooster may be dressed in a restaurant to attract attention

children's. After all, there were so many restaurants there. Uneasy

earning money. Children are also a means to attract

customers."

Jasmine just hummed, then asked where Denis went

with me today and Denis answered them one by one.

Before I left, I took Denis to that restaurant again. I'm gonna

coming back soon, I want to bring my son to eat soy sauce again.

But when we were about to order soy sauce, the waiter shook

his head, "No, this dish has never been served here."

I was stunned for a moment, how could it be? A few days ago, I

just ate it with Denis.

I said, "Call your boss!"

I thought the waiter couldn't remember what dish was in

this restaurant.

The servant called the boss reluctantly, he muttered as he walked over,

"Indeed there's no cooking, call the boss also remains non-existent."

After a while, a short and fat man who was five years old

dozens walked in here by that waiter.

"Miss, can anyone be helped?" The boss smiled politely.

Me, "I ate soy sauce here a few days ago,

why doesn't there exist now? Does it really not exist?"

The boss smiled and said, "Miss, we don't have this dish

in our store, not only in our store, but also in all the restaurants around

here."

"What's going on?" I was so surprised. Am I dreaming?

The boss smiled and said, "But in our shop it was true

made it once, but the cuisine was not made by our store chef. That guy

go after it's done making it."

I was surprised, "How come?"

The boss' words made me sure I wasn't dreaming, but who was coming

just here to make soy sauce?

"Why did he leave?" manya curious.

The boss said, "That person is not a shop employee either. I don't know

why that day he insisted on making soy sauce here. Him

paid me 5,000 Canadian dollars for it. Then I saw him holding

a plate of soy sauce and gave it to this boy and he was holding a child

it was on his back for a while. I think this guy is the father who

wanted to surprise this kid, so he came here to make meat

soy sauce."

It turns out, I'm pensive. When the boss leaves. I'm hustling

called out, "Wait!"

The boss turned around again, "Miss, what can I do for you again?"

Me, "What's that guy like? Do you still remember it?"

The boss smiled and said, "Of course I remember, the man looks

that's remarkable. He has a lot of money. He is a handsome young man who can

found just by taking a quick look inside the crowd...."

In my mind, the shadow of that person slowly appeared in my mind.

Candra, is that you?

"Mom, who's that uncle?"

Candra's little hand pulled me.

I lowered my head and looked at my son's clear and innocent eyes,

his eyes are full of questions.

I shook my head, "Mom doesn't know either, but she definitely does

good uncle."

I took my son's little hand and took him out of the restaurant.

I don't eat soy sauce. The little boy was a little surprised, but fortunately

he didn't think much of it.

The only thing he cares about is my departure tomorrow.

The little boy raised his head and asked me, "Mom,

when are you gonna come here again?"

"It won't be long, at the latest, after spring."

I stroked my son's little face lovingly. Denis answered me

with a slightly sad expression, "Denis will be waiting for Mother

come."

As he said that, he walked towards the car. That little boy

has let go of his worries. He knows how to hide his emotions,

I sighed lightly, then walked over and held the boy's hand

that small.

When I left Canada, Denis was still asleep and I wasn't

woke him. I was afraid to see my son's hopeful and sad gaze.

Afraid of seeing my son cry, so I quietly left

jasmine Apartment. However, after that Jasmine tells me Denis is awake

early in the morning, but he did not open his eyes. He should have heard

everything we said. When Jasmine walked in, she saw the little boy,

Jasmine's words made my heart ache and tears instantly flowed

from my eyes.

On the return flight, I closed my eyes. I was sleepy but

can't fall asleep. I miss Denis. I miss the wisdom and the nature

the understanding. The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm not worthy

become mother.

My heart is getting sad.

A few hours later, someone patted me on the shoulder.

I opened my eyes and saw a young woman in front of me who looked

like twenty-seven or eight years. He has a very good face

pretty, wearing a round neck sweater colored bean paste and a pair of pants

white slim fit. Her appearance is fashionable and skillful.

I was stunned, the woman had already opened her mouth, "Yuwita? Is

really you? I think I called wrong."

I stood up awkwardly, "It turns out Brother Vania, happened

once." once."

Vania immediately sat down on the empty seat beside me, "Why, you

going to Canada? Where is Candra? She's not coming with you?"

I moved the corner of my lips awkwardly, "We're divorced."

Vania's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, "Divided? When was that

happened? Oh, my God, how is that possible? I remember you two being so friendly?

Did you guys fight?"

Vania's way of speaking is the same as many years ago, she doesn't

long-winded and shrewd like a professional woman. He's the same age as

Candras. She was Candra's college classmate and my senior. Supposedly year

here he is thirty years old.

"Right, we divorced three years ago," I said indifferently

nonchalantly.

Vania was really surprised this time.

The corner of his mouth twitched for a long time, then he was new

he said, "How can you?"

Can see Vania still doesn't believe Candra and I'm divorced.

After all, four years ago, when he came back to visit

her relatives, Candra still take me to dinner with her. I was then

and Candra is still very close.

"Sister Vania, I've changed my name. Now, my name is Clara

Kistanto's. You can call me Clara."

The corner of Vania's stiff lips showed the moment she felt very awkward, though,

"okay."

After which, Vania continued to frown, as if she was still

confused about our business. But she is a smart woman. Because I

saying we were divorced, she never mentioned Candra's name again. He sat in

next to me, she frowned and sighed for a while, she was clear

feel doubtful.

After getting off the plane, we went to pick up the luggage

our. Vania left in a hotel car. Before leaving, he said a few days

then he would invite everyone to eat together. I answered it,

but I'm not planning on leaving, "Everyone" should be

there's Candra.

Two days later, I received a call from Vania. On the plane, we

exchange Whatsapp and mobile number.

Vania said she would entertain guests at the Lily Hotel, there were only a few

classmates and friends will be coming.

I hesitated to leave, but Vania sent another Whatsapp message that

tell me to go.

So, I just packed up and went to the Lily Hotel. I'm wearing a skirt

the long cotton that reached my ankles.

The thing that surprised me was that in the VIP room, there was only Vania herself and

he was peeling an apple with his head down. I thought it was because of the others

not here yet, so I don't think about it too much. Vania welcomed me and

asked me to sit next to him, and then take an apple slice with a bamboo skewer

and hand it to me.

I thanked him and bit him. Apples are sweet.

While eating an apple, Vania pushed the menu in front of me, "Now, try

look what you want to eat."

I politely said, "We wait for the others to come."

Vania snorted, "You order it, today there are not many people who

come."

I was a little surprised. I saw Vania, she's still peeling apples

as if nothing had happened.

I ordered one dish and Vania said it was too little, so

he asked me to keep ordering.

I ordered two more.

At this moment, the door opened and someone walked in.

I thought it was Vania's friend who came, but when I looked up.

I suddenly saw Candra.

She dresses in English style, fashionable and quiet. She showed

an incredible aura, but he looked indifferent.

"You've arrived, sit down."

Vania did not show much enthusiasm.

I looked at Vania suspiciously. Obviously, dinner today will not be

as simple as eating and gathering as usual.

Candra sat across from me. He moves the table with his fingers

the lean one and took the menu in front of him. After a quick look, he

ordered two dishes.

Then, he folded his hands in front of the table and looked at Vania with

indifferent eyes, "Say, what's up?"

Vania has finished peeling the apple. Fruit knife and apple already

peeled put on a plate. He beckoned the waiter to

pouring wine for us.

After the wine was poured, he signaled for everyone to drink

back then.

When the food is served, Vania still holds a glass of wine, but she

raised eyebrows. He muttered, but as if talking to someone, he,

he said, "I met Yuwita on the plane, no, Clara. I just found out

if you're divorced."