The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 32. Overuse
Chapter 32. Overuse
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"The reflection of the heart, is in the action"
Shinta looked at Abhimanyu whose forehead was filled with sweat grains, indicating that the handsome man in front of him was indeed affected by the devil class champal effect.
"Sir, are you okay?" shinta asked who saw Abhimanyu's face turn red. Maybe because of the satanic taste, which he was devouring not restless. Not hungry, not sure.
Abhimanyu smiled," This is delicious, honest though the spiciness is outrageous to me. But overall, this is really good."
Dhira and Shinta threw smiles at each other, looking at each other. That means their food is much liked. A compliment can give a new spirit, right?.
A moment later, Dhira looked towards Abhimanyu who was still sitting beside Jodhi. Waiting for his nephew, finishing the feed for a mouthful of delicious food made by Dhira.
Dhira was even fascinated by the distinctive smile, which revealed dimples on the handsome face of Abhimanyu.
Their eyes locked for a few seconds.
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Shinta even had a chance to glance at them in turn. Successfully knowing that unintentional view.
"Ehem ahem" Shinta cleared her throat, breaking the silent atmosphere that lasted for a few seconds. But when their consciousness returned, Andhira quickly shifted his gaze," Jodhi want to add son?" katilah.
Making Shinta shake her head, realizing that something might have happened. Sweet thing maybe. I don't know, he himself can't confirm that.
"Wrap Tan, chicken!" jodhi said, shortly after a glass of fresh orange ice, it slid into his throat cavity.
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Dhira breathed a sigh of relief, indeed the arrival of Abhimanyu made himself not feel the calmness of the goods for a moment. Moreover, Shinta, his best friend was really into the acute level.
Jodhi waved her hand, a sign of farewell to the mother of her friend. A box full of peacock chicken, also already in the grasp of Jodhi.
"Tante tomorrow I'll be here again" a flash of his memory goes back to the way the brat said, just before he got into the car.
Making himself stare, and staring at Abhimanyu's car that disappeared along the road that had been passed.
"Woy Dhir, hunt here!" Shinta disperse her daydream, she has been hypnotized twice. Yeah, hypnotic handsome face Abhimanyu. Hurriedly he brushed this off, had he not promised in his heart that his current priority was Raka.
The man he loved wholeheartedly, and who became his first love like Indra alone could do disgusting things to him. His heart was still covered by the trauma.
"What's wrong?" Dhira walks to meet Shinta who seems to be excited.
"Crazy!!, who was that?"
"When just eating so doank, give me a check so much" Shinta showed me a piece of cheque with a Bank logo that he knew so well. Seroja Central Bank. The place where her ex-husband used to be, giving her a living.
"Rejected fit to pay cash, uh do not know it.."
"Truly the sultan of that man" added Shinta, who was amazed. How rich is actually the man who just ate at Isun's Kitchen tavern.
Dhira's forehead became folded, then grabbed a piece of the check from the hand of Shinta who was still smiling happily. He had warned Abhimanyu and Jodhi not to pay. Given if his mother had been overpaid when they were asked to make a legit layer, at home Aryasatya family the other day.
" We have to get Shin back" Dhira said.
"Well, why behind?"
"My food costs me nothing, if he gives me this much. Just don't appreciate me Shin".
"Where there is food the price is the same as the price of a new cell phone" Dhira blurted her lips, a sign of displeasure with the attitude of Abhimanyu, who arbitrarily gave himself a check with a lot of nominal.
"Somehow, he already has a child still steal the same look at you. You too, be careful Dhir. Don't let you ja.." Shinta's words were cut off.
"Ssssttt, what the hell are you talking about!" Dhira hurriedly stopped Shinta's words that began to digress.
"Dhir, I know times. The man looked at us with an unusual look" Shinta said, sitting himself in a chair near Dhira.
"Shin, stop. My life is just Raka, nothing else."
"That was his son, wasn't it?"
For what sake, Dhira began to roll her eyes lazily. Because of the carelessness with Shinta's attitude that always kepo.
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As usual, after you are full, get sleepy. Jodhi was already asleep with her mouth slightly open, making Abhimanyu shake his head.
"Bas with a brat!" abhimanyu said smiling, with his hands still holding his round steering wheel.
A flash of his memory returned, to a small attention. Yes even though it is trivial, such as giving a warm drink to repel the spicy taste, which seems to burn the lips.
"Thank you" he even said to himself in the car, smiling to himself. Like a mad man.
Abhimanyu became like a person who just hit the jackpot. He was pleased with Dhira's attention. The woman's food was delicious, she deliberately gave more checks because Dhira refused to be given money.
Unfortunately, he did not bring any cash at all. Shame?, surely yes. Moreover, he saw no facilities for credit card bearers in the tavern owned by his mother Raka.
He filled out a check and left it at the table. Hopefully there is no rejection, the goal if his nephew suddenly went there and asked for food, at least it does not make him lose. Because Jodhi is a pretty wayward kid.
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The day changed quickly, after last Saturday Raka's team qualified for the quarterfinals. Now Raka will compete in the final match. Against a big class team, it will obviously be an exciting match.
Andhira will deliberately close the shop, in order to support the son. He intends to head to Abhimanyu's company first, to return the check given by Abhimanyu the other day. Because the road is unidirectional, it makes it easier for him not to go back and forth.
"Sorry Mom, have you made any promises before?" tanya Tiara, customer service who was on duty that morning. Welcoming the arrival of women who had delivered food the other day, for Mr. Dirut.
"Emm mbak, I'm in a hurry. I have not made an appointment either. I just want this nitip" Dhira handed Tiara a decent number of checks.
"Please give it to Mr. Abhimanyu" Dhira pleaded. Of course, he did not dare to meet directly.
Tiara stared in wonder, inclined to be confused. What does it mean the woman in front of him, giving a check that has been signed by the number one person in the Delta Group.
"If you can tell, where did you get this from?"
"My-Sa..."
"What's this?" a man's voice came from behind.
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