Trapped in the Love of a Boss Boy

TWENTY FIVE Raya & Bu Mira

"Ra, know this mamah me," said Bian introduced his mother.

Bu Mira approached Raya and embraced her.

"So this is called Raya, so beautiful. I'm Bian's mother, Mira. But you call me maamah just like Bian ya," said Bu Mira friendly.

"Yes, Mah," is still awkward.

"Well, Raya is a cooking pinter. The cuisine is very good," said Bian praising Raya.

"Of course I am, Mah. Ibu Raya who can cook, Raya can only be a little," said Raya mendelah.

"Surely you learned a lot from your mother huh?" said Bu Mira still embracing Raya.

"Yes, Mah," pointed at his row of teeth.

"Now let's play cooking. The ingredients are ready, aren't they Mah?" said Bian.

"Raya wants to help you with your cooking, right? You see, Bian said Mamah cuisine is not good," pinta Bu Mira.

Raya nodded slowly because it still felt awkward.

"Yes let's go to the kitchen," asked Ms. Mira in following Bian in the back.

In the kitchen there are already food ingredients that they will cook. Miss Mira has prepared what they will cook.

"What good are we cooking?" asked Ms. Mira after showing her the ingredients she prepared.

"Well, what if we make chicken meat, Mamah likes to poke?" replied Raya while sorting out the food ingredients in front of her.

"You love to suck. Yes, we have started cooking" said Ms. Mira.

"What did I help you with?" Bian offered himself.

"You cut the temple later we make oseng tempe," replied Raya while exemplifying how to cut it on Bian.

Ms. Mira learned a lot about cooking that day from Raya following everything Raya showed her.

Some time later the food cooked by the three was ready on the table.

"Horay... Eat well" exclaimed Bian.

"Bian rarely eats at home. Apparently already have a chef who masakin good food for him," said Bu Mira teasing his son.

"Hehe, not even Mah," smiled shyly.

"Don't you live here?" tanya Raya who was astonished Bu Mira said like that.

"It's my own house, I want to live alone. I rarely go back to Mamah's house" explained Bian.

"Yes, Mom is lonely. The children are rarely at home. Bian's father often comes home at night. Take Raya to Bian's house!" said Ms. Mira.

"You eat it slowly. There is something that makes you. It's a choking situation, right," said Ms. Mira as she offered a glass of water to Bian.

"Oh Bian has a sister, right? How can you never tell a story?" tanya wants to know.

Deg.

Bian could not answer Raya's question because her brother was Fian, even though they were half-brothers.

"Yes Bian has an older brother from his Papah" replied Ms. Mira.

Bian continued to eat.

Dinner was warm, Bian was very happy Raya could be close and help her mother cook.

"Then Mamah went home first. It's late, Papah you must have come home," he said. "Raya, thank you for teaching Mamah to cook, we will cook again yes," he told Raya.

"Bian later invite Raya to the house, we eat together at home, so that the atmosphere of the house is not quiet anymore" said Bu Mira to Bian.

"Yes, Mah. Later if Raya has time Bian take it there," replied Bian.

"Yes, Mom has come home. Bian take Raya home not at night!" said again.

"Yes Mah,"

Ms. Mira hugged and kissed Raya's right left cheek then got into her car and left.

Bian also drove Raya home afterwards.

"Would you ride a motorcycle or want to ride a car?" ask Bian.

"Ciee ciee tumben nawarin ride the bus, son of a rich man," Goda Raya.

"There is no bus at all, Ra," Bian explained.

"Yes, yes, how would you like to do it," replied Raya.

"Pake the bike if that so you can hug me from behind," said Bian teasing Raya.

"Noooooooooo,"

Bian laughing.

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Happy fasting for those who practice it....

Sorry to be born and all.... 🙏🙏🙏