The Love of Young Master

CHAPTER 35 FRIED RICE WITHOUT SHRIMP Arriving at home

The fragrant aroma of cooking as fragrant as I began to enter the yard of the house. After I park the vehicle. Rushing I washed my hands in the basement and entered through the back door that was directly connected to the kitchen.

My stomach feels thrashed - ronta wants to be filled immediately. Understandably the long journey earlier with brother Reno drain the mind and energy to make hungry worms in the stomach.

Excitedly I walked into the kitchen area while slightly playing my motorbike key on my index finger and humming a little.

The climbing!

I almost threw the key out of my hand. There I saw Puspa and brother Reno were engrossed in giggling, as if they were amused to hold an unusual laugh.

I snorted in annoyance as if they had not seen my arrival.

" Ahem.." I cleared my throat to let them look at me and feel ashamed.

But Puspa and brother Reno don't seem to be poking on my deheman. Damnit damnit! They ignored my arrival. Though brother Reno had glanced at me and smiled mischievously at me.

Puspa who stood behind me was not like Reno's brother. No matter my presence.

" Ahemmm..! Uhukk..." Once again I cleared my throat behind Puspa.

Puspa turned his head towards me and smiled, then he returned busy answering questions Reno's sister. I don't know what makes them laugh.

Piss off! I slammed my motorcycle keys on the dinner table. I pulled out the dining chair and sat down with a fist. Brother Reno seemed to realize I was getting upset, he pulled his chair and we sat next to him.

Brother Reno stroked - elus his stomach with a little spoiled. " Puspas. So when do we start eating? Hungry nihh... " Speak Reno with a little boyish tone.

" Oh yes, brother. I'll get the food first. " Puspa headed towards the kitchen and he came back again quickly. Carry two large portions of fried rice complete with egg rolls and tomato slices on top.

I saw the rice plate myself. Smile - smile because Puspa still remembers my favorite food. Fried rice with fresh tomato slices as well as cucumbers. My annoyance just now - suddenly disappeared seeing Puspa is still attentive by remembering my favorite food.

Puspa put the plate in front of Reno and he kept holding the other plate.

" Nih brother. At eating yes. It's special loh. Without shrimp. Reno is allergic to shrimp. Aren't you? "

I was already preparing to take the position of receiving the plate while smiling - smiling to myself.

But, Puspa instead took a sitting position in front of us and put the plate on his table.

Meanwhile, Reno's feet have started to enjoy the dishes Puspa instead passed me. I scrunched my forehead a sign of wonder why he didn't put the plate in front of me.

" Why mas? " Tanya Puspa was surprised by the expression of my face that was smiling suddenly changed again. Puspa seemed not to know that I also wanted to enjoy his homemade food and was waiting for the fried rice plate. Pissed it.

" Why are you sitting? " I'm just upset.

" that's. Would I eat? When should I stand?" Answer's flat.

He doesn't seem to understand what I mean.

" Oh. Fried rice yes... I made this fried rice myself. Because it was late for dinner. Mom and the others ate first. " Puspa started with his first feed.

I scowled annoyed because Puspa really did not understand what I meant. But the taste - it was impossible for me to beg for the food that had already entered his mouth.

I stood up upset. " I'm not eating. I go in first. " Sir Reno was busy eating her food and did not speak to me.

Puspa turned his face towards me. " Oh, did you want to eat that too? " The look on his face was flat as if he didn't know my feelings and especially the concert of my stomach.

" Are you ready to eat, too? Yes wait. Let me serve the food. " Task Puspa to me.

I just scowled in annoyance without answering anything.

"Hemm.but I'm sorry I forgot. This is my last plate. I only made one serving and I shared this with Reno's plate just now. Because Reno's brother arrived - suddenly came and kept saying that he was tired. "

Puspa thrust out his plate that he had eaten just now. " You want this? " Smiles are thin.

I shook my head. " You continue to eat. I'm not hungry."

" You want me to make you a mas. But wait here" replied Puspa saw me reject the plate.

" No need! " I'm upset.

" Yes already. I continue to eat yes. " Puspa sat back down and ignored me again. Continue to eat it relaxed. Meanwhile brother Reno has eliminated all the contents of his plate.

" done. I went up first. Hemmm.Your food is amazing Puspa. " He winked at me trying to viciously poke me.

"Sir Reno! " My words are upset. But Brother Reno ignored my frustration. He passed me and went up the stairs. To go up to his room.

Puspa smiled sweetly. " Thank you if you like it next time I make it again. "

" Ready. I'm ready to wait for that anytime. " His reply with a smile and a carefree face climbed up the stairs quickly and darted away into his room.

I snorted in annoyance. This hunger disappeared instantly, already super duper annoyed with the behavior of both of them. They ignored me. Sangaaattt. This hunger suddenly disappeared just like that.

I left Puspa who was still busy eating his food at the dining table. And I ran small to my room. Slammed the bedroom door, threw my leather jacket and my motorcycle keys on the carpet in frustration. He completely ignored my presence this time. I went as if he was unconscious.

I threw my body on the bed and grumbled in annoyance. Maybe without me realizing that someone was feeling victorious and laughing happily behind the walls of his room.

" Ahh.. Brother Renoo!! " While I cried out a little I put my face on the soft bed.

" This is special for Reno. Fried rice without shrimp" I mimicked the sound of Puspa who had thrust a plate for Reno's brother. The scene was as if it was recorded clearly and revolved above my head.

" Apaan he said only make one portion but divided by two kok much that. Keep special without shrimp again. You really pissed me off this time. " I continued to rumble and grumble to remember the incident until finally the drowsiness attacked and unconsciously slept asleep in frustration. Without taking off my socks, without taking a shower and still wearing my favorite jeans.

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