Trapped in Love with the Idol

50. A Plate of Both

After coaxing in such a way, Balqis was finally willing to eat.

Albar took the rice that Wa Icih had prepared at the dining table which was moved on the back porch where it became the boundary between the house and the well.

"His cat was fed Navie earlier."

Wa Icih said as Albar picked up rice and a glass of warm tea for Balqis.

"Ah yes Wa, I forgot all day not to feed Cimot."

Albar saw Cimot in the cage sleeping.

It seems to be a glut.

Albar breathed.

"I brought Balqis food first."

Albar said to Wa Icih.

The middle-aged woman nodded.

Albar brought a tray of rice dishes and warm tea glasses to Balqis' room.

Balqis was now sitting on the edge of the bed, she was so pale and haggard.

Albar put the tray on the study table Balqis, then took a warm tea glass first to give it to Balqis.

"Drink Bal first, keep your body warm."

Albar.

Balqis accepted it, then blew it for a while before then gulped it down.

Albar sat down again on the chair of Balqis study table, waiting for Balqis to finish drinking the new will give her rice plate.

"Have you eaten yourself?"

Balqis asked Albar while giving the tea glass to Albar again.

"Later I was easy."

Albar.

Balqis was silent, staring at Albar who put his tea glass on the table and then switched to take a rice plate.

Fried chicken side dish rice and clear vegetables, sambal and fried tofu.

"Eat together."

Balqis said suddenly as Albar was about to give his rice plate to Balqis.

Albar frowned.

Is he wrong or what? His inner.

"Eat together, it's a spoon for tea not just dipake for me, it's for you."

Balqis.

"What are you after, Bal?"

Ask Albar in wonder.

Balqis pursed her lips.

"I'm lazy to eat alone."

Balqis lirih.

"It feels so remember in the future I will be alone no one."

Balqis.

Albar.

Swallowed saliva.

His feelings suddenly became erratic.

Then...

Balqis stood up, walked slowly to the table and took the spoon that was supposed to be for her tea.

"Just put it here, Bar."

Balqis.

Albar finally put down his plate.

Balqis while shedding tears again seemed to scoop rice and vegetables and eat them.

Albar looked at Balqis with pity.

Not wanting to argue long and wanting Balqis to feel better, Albar also followed Balqis enjoying vegetable rice in the same dish as Balqis.

It was strange that they ate one plate together.

"Tomorrow, come with me to Jakarta Bal, just change schools there, live with me, in my house."

Albar.

Balqis flicked her hand scooping the rice.

Albar looked at Balqis.

He really hoped Balqis would nod.

But...

"I'm just here."

Balqis.

"I'm gonna find out about my two real parents."

Lirih Balqis again.

"They're Jakartans, I'll help you find him if you want."

Albar.

Balqis.

"It was only KTP Bar, who knew the truth where they were Abah, but Abah was dead, then Aki, but Aki was also dead now."

Balqis her voice was trembling. Her tears are pouring.

Balqis placed her spoon on the plate. Rice is still half of it.

Albar felt guilty, but he really wanted Balqis to go with him, he could not go back to Jakarta and leave Balqis.

Really, Albar can't.

Albar stood in front of Balqis, pulling her in an embrace.

"Whether I'm alone here Bar, I already owe a lot to Aki and Abah, I have to take care of this house, I can't leave this house Bar."

Balqis cried.

Albar gently rubbed Balqis head.

"Prophe Bal, be patient... No, don't cry anymore."

Albar tried to calm Balqis down.

"Over this time, I thought I was really Abah's son, I didn't know if I was a pick-me-up boy."

Lirih Balqis was so beautiful, making Albar so powerless to cry.

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The study for Aki was attended by quite a lot of residents, and according to Albar's prediction, Aki's friends in the livestock group also arrived, even Adit.

At about nine in the evening, the study was over.

The residents and including Adit say goodbye to Albar who is now finally the host.

After the pickle is over, then Wa Icih out to fix the dirty dishes used for the treat container.

There was almost nothing left, and it was a great relief.

"How many times will this study take place?"

Ask Albar while sitting on the carpet of the room that will be left to be held for the next seven days.

"Until seven nights Bar."

Dawn answered Albar's question.

"So there's six more?"

Ask Albar.

Dawn nodded.

Albar stared at the door of Balqis's closed room.

Balqis, tired of crying, finally chose sleep.

Seen once if he is in severe shock with all these situations and conditions.

"Are you going back to Jakarta?"

Ask Fajar who was sitting next to Albar.

Albar just shut up.

Baffled.

He would not want to go home if he could.

But...

"Balqis will be completely alone if you don't exist."

The word dawn again.

Albar nodded.

"Yes Jur, I've been thinking about it since, I asked her to move to Jakarta, but she didn't want to."

Albar.

"So how?"

Ask Fajar so dizzy.

Albar knitted.

"Indeed here Aki's brother a lot, but the house is different, they live in their own house, while Balqis if alone in the house is afraid there will be danger or how."

The dawn added to the Albar parno.

"If the power goes out at night, or there's a burrow, or there's someone who doesn't have good intentions."

The dawn gets more excited about pumping.

Haiy...

Albar hissing.

Instead of coming to think of a solution even busy adding to Albar's fear of imagining Balqis later alone will how.

"Moreover..."

"So jur, don't talk anymore, I've been wearing a helmet for a long time when I keep talking."

Annoyed Albar.

"But this is a real Bar, you really have to be..."

Albar grabbed one piece of cake that was still left on the plate and stuffed it into the mouth of Dawn.

"Well, my brain is more complicated."

Albar.

Dawn grinned, then chewed the piece of cake in her mouth.

"Hm... This is obviously a camer's cake."

The word of Fajr.

Ibu Dinda is famous for his pastries, even some of his customers until there are from the employees of the Village and District as well.

"Camer's... Camer, just shoot me don't dare to say I'm camer."

"Well, I'll buy a pick-up I'll shoot."

"Fortuner tuckerin pick up."

Sahut Albar's.

"Jiaaaaah, I thought I had sableng."

Dawn said while preparing to pick up pieces of cake made by his mother Dinda again, but the plate was immediately taken Albar.

"Iisssha..."

Dawn wants to hit Albar.

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