The Thing About Violet's

Tell Us Our Taste is the Same!

Mada and Deo collide cooking skills in front of Violet. Mada cooked a vegetable stir-fry and fried chicken coke which was a trial recipe when she lived alone in America. Created fried chicken coke when the water in his residence when it was still in America died and there was only a large bottle of Coke. So Mada was forced to bring up his chicken at that time with a large bottle of Coke, a favorite drink of the American population. And as a result when fried, the chicken tastes like grilled chicken but, savory and sweet, very steady. Mada will show the results of his creation to Violet.

Meanwhile, Deo cooks a chicken stew that he used to cook when he served in remote locations. All the meat he always cook stews because he only knows the stew recipe and Deo fries special tofu which he says is other than tofu out there.

Violet, who had been allowed to sit on a chair, protested, "Let me help you. What can I do, wash meat, vegetables, or anything"

"No" Sahut Mada and Deo simultaneously.

"You sit down" Mada and Deo chuckled back simultaneously while continuing to face their respective stoves and finish their cooking.

"Well then, I'll take a walk outside first, okay?"

"Hmm, but don't go far!" Mada looked at Violet.

"OK" Violet smiled at Mada and Deo and then she stepped into the courtyard of the beautiful minimalist house surrounded and protected by a high fence made of teak wood. Violet opened the front door that was in the middle of the wooden fence, then closed it and she immediately shrieked in surprise, "Good heavens! Sorry I almost hit Mom"

"When you go home?" asked a mother in her fifties who stood looking at Violet with suspicion.

"Yes right. Sorry you ready Mada?"

"I'm a next-door neighbor who always takes the time to clean the house of his relic Diana Prastowo. Diana and I are like brothers" said the mother.

"Oh so. If you want to meet Mada please!" violet Suthi.

"Are you Mada's wife? You are beautiful" said the mother.

"Ah, hahahaha" Violet laughed awkwardly in front of the Mother. Then he opened his voice again, "Not Ma. I am not Mada's wife. I...emm...mada's business friends"

"Oh so. Well, then, I went inside to see Mada, huh?"

"Please! but, um, I'm sorry I want a nanya, what other road than the very long narrow road that I went through with Mada last night really no longer exists?"

"Where are you going?" ask the mother.

"Where am I going, hehehehe. Just a walk"

"This house is on the side of a big road, right? of course there are many paths to where to go" the mother put on a smile holding amusedly.

Violet was dumbfounded in shock then she circulated her gaze and right said Mother who was still standing in front of her. Mama Mada's house is located on the side of a large road. Violet instantly cursed in her heart, You bastard Mada! he modusin me last night. Watch out, I'll make a protest later.

"I went in first. If you want to go for a walk, I suggest you later. You do not understand the area here, you can get lost and the area here is quite quiet even though it is on the side of a big road" said the mother as she stepped in. Violet shuddered in horror at the mother's words and finally she paused her intention for a walk. He went back into the courtyard and decided to sit on a swing under a large shady tree and the swing still looked solid.

A few minutes later, Mada delivered the mother to the front door and thanked her. Mada then went in and looked to the right. He smiled broadly to see Violet swinging alone against her. Mada took a slow step and wrapped her arms around Violet's chest. He hugged her beautiful heart from behind and whispered in Violet's ear, "Why are you hiding here? Not going for a walk?"

Violet unraveled the loop of Mada's arms and then jumped off the swing. After resting on the ground stably, Violet turned her body, facing Mada while folding her hands together.

"OK, why is your face like that? I made a mistake this time?"

"You were my modusin yesterday?"

"You're crazy Mada! the road we took yesterday was really long and made me tired of knowing?"

"I'll carry you" Mada said lightly with a plain look.

"Well that too. Besides being tired, I can also be ashamed because you carried me and........."

"And why don't you call me Mas Mada again?" Mada stepped forward.

Violet moved backwards until her back was firmly pressed against the wood of the tree.

Mada stood so close that Violet could smell the fragrant cologne Mada wore and Violet could also feel the heat of Mada's body.

"Why Love? why don't you call me Mas Mada again?"

Violet looked up at him, "That's because, um, Mas's call felt disrespectful to me because, I'm a married woman"

"Lack of courtesy?" Mada immediately hooked her sturdy arm to Violet's waist and she pulled it until Violet's body stuck to Mada's chest. Then Mada pinched Violet's chin. He kissed Violet on the forehead, "is this also disrespectful to you, huh? Then how do you feel when I kiss you like this?"

Violet silently remained silent and looked at Mada with an ambiguous look.

Mada then kissed Violet on both cheeks and asked, "You still haven't felt anything?"

Violet was about to lower her face but Mada held her back and Mada's mouth immediately grabbed Violet's mouth. Violet tried to dodge by shaking her head violently to the right then to the left.

But Mada kept looking for a crack and finally he managed to catch Violet's mouth with a tempestuous spirit he kissed her passionately. Violet was easily conquered by Mada. The heat of Mada's kiss melts Violet's final defense against Mada. Mada attacks Violet with a blind kiss that Violet thinks she only saw in the movie because, she has never felt such a kiss from her husband either.

Mada landed a few kisses right then his tongue partied in Violet's mouth. It was as if he wanted to continue tasting Violet's sweetness. Violet automatically follows the game of kissing and whether driven by sheer passion or love, Violet has not been able to assert it to herself.

When Mada finally lifted her head and raised her chin Violet slowly to observe Violet's lips that looked natural pink and wet. His clear eyes Violet looked at Mada along with her chest Violet who was rising and falling rapidly. Mada immediately said in a raucous voice and the two foggy netra of passion, "I can feel that you still have a taste for me. I do not fight alone with this love. I know you want to fight for our love"

Violet brushed off Mada's hand and said softly, "Let go of me!"

"No! call me Mas Mada first and tell me that my judgment is correct. You still love me. We still feel the same"

"Mas Mada let me go!" Violet threw an annoyed smile at Mada.

"Say that you ........."

"Mada! Vio! where are you guys?" Deo's screaming voice made Mada reflexively push through Violet's body. Violet glared at Mada then she ran towards Deo's voice. Violet left Mada just like that. A few seconds later, Violet waved her right hand at Deo, "I'm here"

"Ah thank goodness! I thought where you were. Where's Mada?" ask Deo.

Violet shook her shoulders, "I don't know"

"Okay, we're going in first. Food was cold" Deo and Violet said, following Deo with a smile.

A few minutes later, Mada turned around. He walked slowly with both hands in the pocket of his cloth pants. He continued to step inside his house with various flavors raging inside his chest. He solemnly wanted to have Violet completely so that Violet no longer avoided him continuously. Mada is already too tired with the ambiguity of Violet's attitude towards their relationship and their feelings, but Mada does not know how