The Love Story of Single Parents

Chapters 222. Approach

Chapters 222. Approach

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" I want you to know there's no end to it, I still have more love than you think...."

(Taken from the lyrics of a song sung by Ipang Lazuardi)

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Rabbet

There is something that Raka cannot forget. Anxiety of both parents when he was injured during a volleyball match. Yes, even though it ended in a fight as well.

However, this time he really had to open up his horizons of knowledge about the household affairs of my parents. For him, the most important thing is that they get along well, get along well and the relationship is much better. Although no longer together.

He continued to look at the rear vision mirror which showed papa's smile earlier. And it warms his heart.

" Raka usually gets picked up or goes home alone?" aunty Anggi started the conversation.

" Picked up!" answer without any feedback.

" Who's the same?" Aunt Anggi seems reckless.

" Mr Nanang!" he said quickly without turning his head, he still looked at the stretch of road as if walking.

For a moment he felt empty. I don't know, his mood changes often. Her mother gave birth a few months later. And if his father is married to Aunt Anggi, it means he will also have a brother.

In the heart of the question arises, why did he not have a sister from his mother's father? a brother of a thousand.

Had his parents not loved each other for a long time? (did his parents not love each other for a long time?)

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Orchids

Patience is key. The day he had prepared, Raka was a handsome teenager. Clearly, the beautiful Dhira and the beautiful Indra were clearly seedlings capable of printing just that.

If Indra's ex-wife is not Dhira, Anggi is sure it won't be that easy. And this time, it seems that he must aggressively start his first day in approaching the prospective son he continued.

" Raka likes rawon, right? aunty cooks a lot. May not lose the same taste of mama Dhira cuisine huh?" as sincere as he spoke.

With information from Indra. He wanted Raka to accept him as part of him.

Mas Indra even turned his head while smiling "We go home first, we just leave tonight!" mas Indra.

Raka nodded even though Indra did not see.

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And evidently, Anggi became the busiest person when Raka came. Concentrated sauce with kluwak seasoning with rich spices, as well as special cuts of deep meat and enough fat have been presented at the dinner table.

From morning Anggi was busy preparing for that. Busy preparing one of Raka's favorite menus. Sambal tomatoes are also sprouts, as well as savory shrimp crackers have also completed the dish.

There are salted eggs, also processed meat cooked in unison. Really ciamik.

" Aunty had learned from mama Dhira, I hope Raka likes it?"

The boy was stunned "Learning from mama Dhira?" what does that mean, the two of them have seen quite intense communication?

" Let's get your bags, and you'll eat and take a shower and rest!" Indra pulled the dining chair. Anggi looks riwa-riwi prepare everything.

" If this is ice. Tadi Aunty saw in the yard of the house there are chincau leaves. Aunty make it, this coconut milk is the same brown sugar. Hot-hot fit, huh mas?" Anggi looked at Indra with a smile that never faded.

Raka felt, he even looked like a guest. But I don't know, he saw an excited Anggi become hesitant to just refuse.

That yellow hand looks good at spooning a plate of rice "Somely enough or less?" ask Anggi.

" That's it!" raka replied, this is not the first time Raka visited her father's new home. However, he even felt foreign because there was Anggi.

Maybe more awkward.

The three of them began to eat, Raka fed her favorite rawon with a flat face.

"Wow, it feels similar to mama's"

" Where? not good, huh?" Anggi insecure when he saw the look on Raka's face that was silent after feeding the food into his mouth. Indra even immediately paused his activities.

" Huh?" Raka was confused, apparently he was noticed earlier. " Sweet, like mom's. It's just, mostly chives!" Raka pulled a smile.

Anggi smiled with relief. Indra too, they both saw Raka who ate solemnly and quickly. Look enjoy. And in a matter of a few seconds, the food was slippery.

Really a definition of a man.

" Aunty will learn again!" their sincere smiles on Anggi's lips to Raka. The boy was still clumsy, yet to blend in with Anggi's hospitality.

" This candidate if the work is fast and tactical mas, people work fast it can be seen from the way they eat!" whispered Anggi to Indra beside him.

Indra nodded in agreement "That's my son!" whisik Indra chuckled. Make Anggi's heart warm.

" This is Auntie's ice!" he thrust a bowl of ice with green lizard color with savory coconut milk doused with brown sugar. Really fresh.

" Thank you!" he said a moment later he started putting the ice in his mouth.

" Omm!" the mummy was slow while enjoying the ice. It tastes good, similar to the ice cendol made by Uti Kartika, it's just that it feels so cold in the stomach. Soft and tasty.

" When should Jodhi try this Pa!" he continued while still chasing the ice. Makes Anggi smile happily.

His first day seems to be going well.

" Jodhi?" ask Anggi.

" Emmm" Raka nodded.

" My cousin's sister from Papa Abhimanyu!"

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The flaminggo cafe

13.15 LT (Local Time)

Whiskey

She is scheduled to attend her lunch invitation this weekend. An offer of asset sales, they want to sell the sardine factory in the North coast.

Wisang which is dabbling in terms of marine produck (seafood products), of course, does not waste the opportunity.

" I'm sorry I said." he suddenly yawned because apparently the one who attended the event was a woman. Makes him uncomfortable.

" It's okay, Mr. Wisang, please!" the woman was wearing a shirt with her cleavage. Hot and sexy

But, Wisang was not interested at all.

" So, you're Arif?" Convincing wisdom with a folded forehead.

The woman smiled "Right, I'm Charifa. From childhood, he was called Arif!"

" Freak name, why is he wearing a man's name!" grunts Wisang in the heart.

" Arif is not the man's name Master, it's a name that means wisdom!" Charifa grinned.

" Huh, she even knows what I say in my heart!"

The meeting went well, they have also signed a memorandum of mutual agreement. Reason being reasonable, Arif was assigned to sell the factory because the owner could no longer manage. He maintained the fate of the employees by releasing his business to Wisang.

After checking the authenticity and validity of the document, they then had lunch together. Normal and looks ordinary. For Wisang of course.

However, Wisang realized his body suddenly felt hot for a few minutes, after he ate the dish. And, like or one push that demands itself. " What's wrong with me!"

Arif grinned, "You why Sir?" the woman groped Wisang's cheek. Trying to bring his body closer to the body of Wisang that is so challenging.

" Fuck, this lady must have put something in my drink!"

" Don't touch me!" Wisang knew, from the turmoil he felt. The woman must have put in some stimulant drugs for him.

" Sir, are you okay!" the woman now felt the thigh of Kokok Wisang. Husband Sekar looks avid.

Wisang almost got lulled. A moment later he pushed down Arif's body. " Don't touch me!"

" Master, I will help you!" a sneaky grin arises from Arif's lips even though the woman has just been pushed by Wisang.

And when the woman was about to grab Wisang's lips,

" I think we're done. Thanks for the lunch!" half-dead Wisang resisted the strange turmoil that increasingly demanded it. The discomfort continues to rage.

He snatched the important file and then sped away. The man stiffened his jaw to ward off any discomfort in him. Makes him nervous.

" Mister, sir!!"

" Aggwg!!"

Arif suddenly frustrated, why the drug had a long time to react. A moment later he called someone "The boss he's gone!"

" What? you take care of one person you can't. I don't want to know, you're gonna have to destroy that guy's reputation!"

Wisang cannot attack Arif who incidentally is a woman, even though he knows the woman has no good intentions to him. Moreover, it was a public place.

Moreover, he had been in wanti-wanti by Sekar, to maintain the behavior when his wife was two bodies.

" Oh shit!!!!" Driving a vehicle with a huff. The medicine began to act and run its body. An uncomfortable feeling, a sense that requires him to do a release per immediately.

" Stop the jerk!!" He almost hit a pedestrian. The man actually stepped on his gas pedal with a pol-polan.

He shouted at anyone he nearly hit.

" Well, you want to die!" it is better to curse than to make others die.

Half-dead held back that taste. The taste tormented him. " Oh Sh*it!!!!" Wisang cursed, as he slammed the steering wheel because almost a sword was hit.

He drove his vehicle at high speed. And there's only one place whose purpose is right now.

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That afternoon I watched TV. He rubbed his stomach which looked big. The woman loved watching the news.

Being alone in such a big house, makes Sekar lonely. ART at home is of course busy working, there is no time for them to chat.

" Imviewers, the criminal numbers in the capital are only increasing. Kapolresta metro explained, the cobra team managed to subdue several herds of car breakers.." said news anchor (news reader).

Sekar noticed some of the men being snatched, seen walking crouching. In this world if in the room, every day more rampant evil people who grow.

The reason is definitely classic. Economies.

But when Sekar was busy eating savory snacks, he was shocked by the door that opened violently. More surprised she saw the strange look of her husband.

Brakes

The sound of the door made him tiptoe. Sekar was stunned at the same time. Her husband quickly walked towards her. His gaze was sharp and like preying.

" Mas already pul.." he said he could not even finish.

Wisang without ba be bo immediately ambushed and attacked his wife's lips. Sekar became amazed, what's with her husband.

" Mum, I..."

" Please help me...!" said Wisang with a sad look.

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