WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED

WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED
NOT YET TIMED



"Master, Mr Rahman!" Cici knocked on her master's room door.


The one who was summoned shortly then opened the door of his room and raised his chin without making a sound.


"Cici has good food because the beautiful lady next door! You want to pay again?" goda Cici while wiggling tupperware container lontong meat stew made by Ella.


Ramzy flicked her hand. Go back in and close the door. But immediately intercepted Cici.


"Eee, sir, see what the menu is this time! Here, sir, sit down first!" Cici pulled her employer's arm up to sit in the dining table chair.


"What the hell is Ci! Again in the mood! Males eat!" rahman ogah-ogahan said. He treats Cici like a family, not a housekeeper.


Cici opened the lid of Ella's bushel. The distinctive aroma of meat stews lurks seductively Rahman's smell.


"Where, here's the spoon?!"


"Eit, pay first. 100 grand!"


"Eh? What the fuck, Ci? Want to sink in, huh?"


"You don't dare to pay, Cici eats alone!"


"It's obviously you!"


"Yes, because of the protest the price of Cici naekin is 150 thousand!"


"What??? It's not so, it's!"


"100 grand, deal! Hehe... Goodbye sir!"


Rahman looked at Cici's face with his sharp eyes. Grabbing Ella's bushel container and sipping the thick, concentrated meat stew. Her eyes widened.


"Enak! Really delicious!"


"May Cici try, sir? What a beautiful Miss Ella's cooking that makes you always put her picture under your pillow!"


"Huh? Uhuk uhuk uhuk!!!"


Rahman coughing. Heard Ella Cici's name.


"Try to repeat your words, Ci!"


"No re-broadcast, sir!" Cici went by to the kitchen. Satisfied he made his master become kepo with his words.


Rahman remained silent. Back to enjoying the food in front of him. Ludes is not alone.


"Cers, Cii...!"


"Yes sir!"


"Don't sir! That's khan non Ella for Cici! Later if you are inter, Cici is not good same non Ella!"


"Name's Ella? Is it really Ella or is there an extension?" ask Rahman to investigate.


"Miss Ella, sir! The guy is beautiful, friendly. Her husband is handsome too! They're a very compatible couple, sir! You can't be jealous, let alone snatch Miss Ella from a handsome master!" cici's chirping made Rahman's heart shake.


Is Ella really my neighbor? his little heart murmured.


"Yes, wash this first!"


Cici gawked at his master's face. Her heart cheered, seeing her usually indifferent master look curious and wanted to return Miss Ella's own container to her house.


Cici was actually afraid as well, if his master would be heartbroken considering that the girl of his dreams was apparently the wife of people. And he also did not want to get sin because it made the household of Miss Ella and her husband faltered because of the love of his master.


But he was also curious, wanting to know the end of his master's love story that clapped one hand. He watched too many dramas and soap operas on television. Makes him want to also witness the love story of Mr. Rahman who has been flat and cool in his life.


"Where, was it washed?" ask Rahman.


"This, sir!"


Rahman rushed out of his house while carrying Ella's food container.


Looked into the gate of Ramzy's house with her chest lightly swished. Then pressed the bell on the side of the fence wall.


Once. Twice.


No reaction to the door being opened. Slender.


Rahman pressed him once more.


Yep. Ella wasn't in that house. Half an hour ago, after delivering food to Cici, Rahman's domestic assistant, he went to his mother's house. He brought his cooking to his parents' home.


And Rahman for now just bites a finger. Not yet able to meet the beautiful lady named Ella who became her neighbor.


"Why did you bring back the challenge?" cici asked to see her master coming home still with a bushel.


"Home deserted. It's not like him!" answer's lethargic. Makes Cici smile.


"The sign is that the lord has not been authorized by God to see the beauty of Miss Ella, sir!" his god made Rahman lift the branch he was holding as if he was going to push it to Cici.


Suddenly Cici laughed. Anxious he saw the face of his master who looked sweet because of his red cheeks because of that shame.



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