Victim Feeling

Starving

A bright week...

"Well, what do you want to cook?"

"That's special, don't keep the vegetables"

"Hihihi, I can only cook that"

"That's not much to ask what you're asking"

"Hihihi, you made me a gemessss. Yes, I'll have a special masakin"

The conversation over the phone ended. Airish goes to a supermarket near her apartment to buy all the ingredients she needs.

He took a walk along the shelf displaying a wide variety of vegetables. Looking around one by one, feeling his vegetables were less fresh, he put them back in place.

"Rish!" Airish felt a fairly firm clap on his left shoulder. Instantly he whined in pain and turned his body to look at the perpetrator.

"Ah elo" she sneered cynically.

"Torty, huh? Heheh I did not intentionally. Abisnya I was too seneng can meet you here after so full never squirm face jutek lo".

She is the Princess, a Make Up Artist who accidentally met in one of the film projects with Airish. They got acquainted on the set which then turned out to be a frequency until finally close friends but the two now rarely communicate.

"Where is Lo? I'm not going anywhere here"

"Gue these few months there is indeed more busyness. Busy divorce with my man, uh meaning ex-man"

"Huh? Lo cere's? Why?" Airish glared unexpectedly that now his friend was widowed without the slightest news sniffed. Even the Princess has never shown the excitement in all her social media.

"Give me, it doesn't matter. I don't want to talk about that dark story anymore. Are you still a scriptwriter?"

"Yes, how dare I leave my only job"

They both walked to a good place to tell a story.

"Eh, I have a project for you. You want to" said the Princess with enthusiasm.

"Flame"

"Seriously so? But my job is just a bargain doang without a deadline, right?"

"Yes. Want this month the cake, or next year also keep me give you a fee. The point is I want to sell the apartment, a lot of bad memories because"

"Okay, let me help you sell it"

"Yes, if so I want to go to the top salon first. I have an appointment"

They split up in front of the supermarket.

Airish returned to the supermarket to continue his shopping activities. He checked again the list of groceries listed on his phone screen.

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Tingnung

Airish ran from the kitchen. He was sure who was standing at the door.

"Cahyoku dah dataaaang" he greeted with a short hug and a warm kiss on both cheeks Cahya.

Cahya gets into the apartment. Surprisingly, he did not smell the slightest aroma of cooking. Of course, this made him wonder.

"What are you cooking, Rish?"

"Rash Rish Rash Rish, who sweet dong calls me"

"What are you cooking, baby?"

Airish smiled, she took her lover to the kitchen. Looks kitchen is still messy and there is still not a single dish available in the pantry.

"Not cooked?" ask Cahya.

"Not cooked yet, but the cooking is not yet hahahaha" he laughed crisply.

"I'm hungry" ringis Cahya.

"I know my dear, but according to the scenario I myself made, troubling with a partner is the way we glue the relationship to make it more harmonious. Here, the two of us, me you, are both starving..."