The Mystery of the White House

39.

Wet hair adds a sexy feel after a shower. Aisyah immediately changed clothes.

" Come here Aish" said Vendra.

Aisyah immediately approached without saying anything.

" Sit down" Vendra ordered.

Vendra was already in front of the dresser. It was a lamp attached to the makeup mirror. Then opened the table by sliding the top.

There are a few special skincare for women. Everything is available very completely and neatly arranged.

" Mad??" said Aisyah with a sparkling look.

" For you!!" answer Vendra who already understands that.

" There's too much mas" said Aisyah.

" Thank you" he continued.

" Hmm" replied Vendra briefly.

Vendra immediately grabbed a hair dryer to dry Aisyah's hair that finished shampooing. Very fragrant even very intoxicating.

Vendra painstakingly dried it up. It even looks very shrewd when using the hair dryer.

" Done" said Vendra.

" Tomorrow go to the salon. Cut a little of your hair. To look fresh" Vendra ordered.

" Okay" replied Aisha.

Vendra immediately passed to the bathroom. Of course restraining the already volatile. Of course he endured that desire with great difficulty.

" Fuck!!! " snake Vendra was annoyed.

I don't feel her tears dripping. He's in big trouble now. How would he say to his wife? Certainly not an easy thing.

Vendra immediately dismissed his sadness. He can have a girl in his heart but can't touch her whole.

" Huuuuhhh" a heavy sigh that Vendra deliberately let out.

Soon Vendr completed his bath, from desire to be slashed. His heart was now saddened considering the illness that had taken him away.

" At least if I'm not in this world he can enjoy the treasure I left behind. No one will underestimate what else to do. He could buy the mouth of the arrogant person who insulted him!" batin Vendra haughty.

When it was over, Vendra came out. He saw the clothes his wife had prepared.

" He prepared for me" murmured Vendra.

A smile appeared on that handsome face. Aisyah the girl he had seen from a distance had made him more and more heartbroken.

Vendra immediately put on his clothes and went out of the room looking for the whereabouts of the girl's figure. Before long, the eyes were now visible to the girl in the car.

" Sit, I'll make chamomile tea" said Aisyah who was busy.

His little Tanhan was very skilled when he was in the kitchen. Vendra looked at it in amazement.

" It's so sorry you !! your husband is sick. huff" Vendra's inner self complained.

" Mad" said Aisyah.

" Why dream?" sambungbya.

" Hmm, it's okay. Are you done?" ask Vendra.

" Yes, look. Even from that moment I prepared it all. Mas, please call Mbok the same Mr. Darman. We haven't had breakfast, have we?" Aisyah.

" Last breakfast!!" vendra.

" Yes.so" said Aisyah.

Vendra immediately dialed Mr. Darman's number. Before long the two figures were firmly present at their dining table.

" Last breakfast, sir. But at least we eat. Filled in her stomach before activity" Aisyah said breaking the silence.

" Loh, Den.. want to go to the top?" ask Mr. Darman.

" No!!" answer Vendra briefly.

" Today I'm not going anywhere, sir. Today I want to stay home" Vendra replied.

" Eat!" Vendra's orders.

" Mbok... Why silence? Not delicious?" aisyah asked breaking the silence.

" Ndak what ayu. Mbok just remembered something" replied Mbok Saroh.

" What's something?" ask Aisyah curiously.

" Emmbbb... This is a dish, where do you mean the recipe from?" ask Mbok Saroh.

Vendra and Mr. Darman are just listeners and listen to the conversation of two different people of different ages.

Vendra just realized, the cuisine is not the cuisine of the village. And the cooking was often felt when he wanted to eat it.

Understandably, half of his blood is a Caucasian. So occasionally foreign cuisine samgat missed him.

" Embb. This I saw in that closet. There's a little book. I read it and tried it. Fortunately the ingredients are there" said Aisyah.

" Hix... Hiks.." Mbok Saroh's crying arrived - suddenly came.

" Mbok.. why? Sorry if I make Mbok sad" said Aisyah who felt guilty.

" What ayu" replied Mbok Saroh.

Mr. Darman just rubbed his wife's back gently. Aisyah has just realized after seeing the face of Mr. Darman.

" Lohs.. Sir.. father's face??" ask Aisyah wonder.

" Surely, what's going on? Is there a mystery or secret I don't know about?" tanya Aisyah.

" Am I here an impingement of yours? Am I considered your prisoner, sir!!" yell Aisyah.

Now Aisyah uncontrollably her emotions overflowed. He was a fool who never knew anything.

" Be calm. I'll explain!!" vendra.

" Cah ayu, that book is the book of his mother Aden. Madam loves to cook. So that the recipe is always written in the book as a note. If anyone else were to use the recipe, Madam was very happy. Because it is useful" replied Mbok Saroh.

" Macaroni scottel, mandatory menu at the dinner table. It's my lady's favorite food. And there's usually bitterbalen" Mbok Saroh's story.

" Aden also really likes it. But because Mbok doesn't know the recipe. And never see the book of the mistress so mbok ndak can not make" said Mbok Saroh.

" Yes, haha ayu. For my face will be the only one who explains it" said Mr. Darman.

Aisyah has now begun to master her emotions. While Vendra cuek with the scene in front of him. He was enjoying the food cooked by his wife.

Too good and miss it if you miss it. The food missed him. He always eats when he's in a nice hotel. But it doesn't feel so good.

" Can you make me this if I want to?" pinta Vendra later.

Aisyah who was very emotional is now only dumbstruck and dumbfounded.

" Huhh??"

That was all that came out of Aisha's mouth.

" Hmm" said Vendra later.

Vendra immediately finished his meal and left the dining table.

" Finish your meal. And go back to the room. Mr. Darman, check everything at the top the day after we get there. Mbok, good rest!!" he said quick and firm.

Everything at the dinner table was just listening to every sentence that came out of Vendra's mouth. He was hypnotized and could only remain silent.

" Hhhhh!!!" aisyah's complaint after Vendra's departure.

" Did you see, sir? " said Aisyah later.

" Oh, aish !!! I still hear it!!" vendra shouted with passing.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" Aisyah said later.

Mbok Saroh who witnessed the two people who had ruled husband and wife just by smiling.

" Sir, he's back" Mbok Saroh said.

" Yes right" replied Mr. Darman then smiling.

" Don't forget Den, the cure!!" mbok Saroh reminded.

Vendra stared intently from upstairs.

" Upsss" shut up Mbok Saroh.