
Ahem
The sound of the child deheman that sounded made Ara and Rasya turn their heads.
"Om is prohibited from making out in public places" said the six-year-old.
"Julian," call the mother.
A long-haired beautiful woman approached the three.
"I'm sorry my son is a mas, ma'am," Celine held her son.
"Other times it's polite to be a mommy guest," the woman advised her son. Then he looked towards Ara and Rasya again.
"Eh you're not Mia's son, yes" guessed the woman.
"Don't know where?" ask Ara to a woman who is the same age as Rasya.
"I'm Celine, your mother worked at my house, how's your mother doing?" ask Celine* niceties.
*Make ever read Mr. Your playboy will know the story of Celine and her twins.
"Oh yes, since my mother fell and went to the hospital I forbade her to work" said Ara.
"I'm sorry I haven't had time to nengokin your mother," there was a sense of regret on Celine's face.
Ahem
Rasya cleared his throat because he felt chided.
"I'm sorry, sister," Ara felt bad for her fiance.
"This is my fiancee, mbak," Rasya nodded politely as Celine turned to look at the young man who was at one table with Ara.
"Oh, have you ordered any food?" celine asked and Ara shook her head.
"Yes, I'll order a special meal today mbak aja pay,oya say hello mbak to your mother yes, what's your name?" ask Celine kindly.
"Pearls of mud" Celine smiled after hearing Ara's name. He chose to go with his son
"Thank you a lot," Celine raised her hand.
"You if you've met someone who is known that Ra likes not to want the same brother," Rasya pretended to be annoyed at Ara.
"That was once his employer's mother, Ara so fret if mother ever tell him that he had a chicken business he might own here, jeez," for a moment Ara realized.
A moment later a waiter brought food orders for them.
"There's still a lot of mbak" said Ara kindly.
"This is a special order for ma'am mas from Bu Celine," said the waiter.
"Tell me my thanks, ma'am" the waiter nodded and left.
"Kak Rasya why? never eaten this?" tanya Ara looked at Rasya's slightly strange face.
"This is how Ra eats, ko is given water in the bowl too, this is water?" ask Rasya who has never eaten a chicken geprek menu.
"Oh my goodness, Rasya has never eaten a chicken?" Ara laughed at a glance.
"The way Kak Rasya wash his hands first in the bowl continues to eat it using his hands better if you use a spoon with a ribet fork, try it," Rasya followed Ara's directions.
"Huh hah very sad dear," Ara laughed at Rasya who could not bear to eat spicy food.
"Part of the big sister tumben-tumbenan ngajak eat in Indo restaurants usually also eat noodles with fried fish," Rasya frowned wonder.
"You mean the same spaghetti as the salmon that my mom was making at that time Ra?" guess Rasya.
"Yes not full to know eat noodles doang kak, if gini kantep there are side dishes with rice, add this sock," Ara take cucumber as an addition.
"Indonesians eat it heavy if the gini can get fatter me," Rasya chuckled.
"Oh my goodness guys do count calories everything I just eat it as long as it's full all in," inner Ara while putting food in her mouth.
Rasya seems not used to using his hands directly to eat. Ara laughed a little.
"Why are you smiling to yourself, Ra?" rasha asked curiously.
For a moment their view was locked.Ara's face became red with embarrassment. Rasya smiled wryly as he looked at that adorable face of Ara.
"Ra all bribes dong brother is not used to eating not using the same spoon forks," seduced Rasya.
"Emm I'm full, '" suddenly Ara stopped her food.
"But you just ate a little Ra," Rasya saw the rice and ayan on Ara's plate were still left.
"Udah malem kak later nyariin mother, kasian is also alone at home," Ara ngeles.
"Yes, we've come home" Rasya complied with his lover's will.
"Aren't you in the car?" ara's question was answered with Rasya's head.
"I brought a bike," said Rasya pointed to the red sport bike that Radith usually wears.
"Why bring that bike?" Ara was a little teary because she remembered Radith's figure.
"The motor is still good unfortunately if sold," replied Rasya.
"Yes you've entered the car brother followed from behind," Ara nodded in understanding.
Ara started the engine of her car. Rasya followed Ara until she drove the car she was driving in front of her house.
After getting off the car Ara approached Rasya to just say thank you to his fiancee.
"Sister came home careful, thank you for nganterin Ara,"
"Sister was not told to stop by Ra first to drink that tea," joked Rasya who only opened the cover of his helmet.
"Tomorrow, my sister has been overwhelmed by her brother's neighbors who are embarrassed, too" Ara laughed.
"Turn back, baby" Rasya ruffled Ara's hair.
Ara's face turned red. On his swab back the hair that had been touched by Rasya. "Dugh Rasya's brother made me baper," Ara then went into his house.
Since Ara often came home at night, Mia gave a spare key for him so that he could open the door himself especially if his mother was sleeping.
Ara headed to her room. He just threw away the bag. After that lay themselves on a foam mattress that only fits one person.
"Geez done by Rasya made my heart deg ser," Ara so grimace himself when remembering his hair that was randomized by the handsome young man.
"He's not home yet? I chat aja agh kasian will have to nganterin me all," Ara woke up and took the phone in the bag.
Ara: is it home?
Five minutes waiting for a reply from Rasya felt very long for Ara.
Rasya: why? you're kengen huh?
Ara: no nanya doang, I look kepo huh?
Rasya: you are not kepo but attention, this has just arrived, you have not booby?
"Cih I'm the same Radith never chat-chatan rich gini, alay really I, I swear," Ara cursed his behavior to immerse his face under the pillow.
Ten minutes without getting a reply from Ara, Rasya again sent a message.
Rasya: already sleeping huh? during sleep, my dear, do not forget to dream of me yes 😘
"So what's this emotion makes me melt,aaaa.." cried Ara to wake her sleeping mother.
"Why are you yelling Ra?" ask her mother from outside.
"Eh this ma'am there's a cockroach in Ara's room" Ara lied.
"Yes, I hit the broom,"
"Yes ma'am later Ara took her broom to sleep again," cried Ara so that her mother returned to the room.
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