I Love U Honey's

I Love U Honey's
The Pouting Face of Bellova


Saturday has come again. Bellova was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for them.


“Yes, I'm going to walk, breakfast I'm there.” Abraham went down the stairs and spoke on the phone.


Hearing her husband's voice, Bellova walked to the door, looking at her husband. His face suddenly became gloomy when he saw Abraham's neat appearance.


“Do you know the news agency's relationship with papa?” asked Abraham who was sitting on the table.


“We've investigated, they have no connection with Lucifer, but they have traces of Lucifer.” Adley said from across the street.


“I mean, the news they made was not due to a threat from our side right?”


“Not Abraham. They made the news, because they knew that papa Lucifer was not the original villain as rumored.”


Abraham's gaze led to Bellova fresh out of the kitchen, with both hands carrying food.


‘Why is his face so moody?’ inner Abraham.


“Alright, that means it doesn't matter right? I'm really happy if there are still people who side with papa without coercion or threatened.”


“Iya Sir, but still out there are still many who do not believe the news they issued.”


“Ah, of course. People who do not like, forever will not like unless he himself feels it.”


Bellova kitchen again took the rest.


“Then, I'll hang up the phone, oh yes, please contact Denis to come,”


“To office Sir?”


“Of course, where do you want?”


“Iya, good Sir. You now definitely want breakfast, so I close first.”


Abraham shut it down before Adley did.


Now, Bellova was sitting in her place. The empty plate for Abraham was taken to fill. Having known how many servings Abraham had, Bellova did not ask. Still still, the plate for Abraham gave him.


Abraham received his plate, “Love, you why?”


“Mm? why?” ask back, his voice soft without seeing Abraham.


“Why is your face bent like that?”


“In bend? How is the face bent?” still clueless, he touched her still complete face


and it's fine.


Not wanting to make his wife embarrassed, Abraham turned to the left first so as not to laugh.


“Ekhem, you've been pouting all the time, is there a problem? Or there's something you want to say


me?”


At first Bellova raised her face to see Abraham, as if to speak, but was ignored and


lowered his face again, focusing on his food.


“No, it's okay


“It's okay but your facial expression shows another meaning.”


“Try saying, what's up? Maybe I forgot something?”


Bellova raised her face to look at Abraham who was still staring at her waiting for an answer.


The food hasn't been touched yet.


“It.... it's because.”


“Yes? Because what?”


“Because Bram did not keep his promise.”


“Hah? A promise? What appointment?” he scrunched his forehead, completely unable to remember the promise given.


Bellova was not excited to say it.


“Aduh Love, please don't make me curious. I think you already know enough about my impatient and curious nature.”


“That's because Bram promised me a way out with Arshinta and sister Ina.”


Her husband tried to remember.


“Oh yes? I said it?”


Because Abraham did not remember it, the more gloomy his wife's face became.


“Sounds like I forgot, sorry ya.”


“It's okay. Bram has a lot of work, I will not whine to ask Bram to keep his promise.”


‘But from your face, you want me to keep it.’


“Yes, you know how we are now. I want to solve papa's case immediately. Arshinta and sister Ina are also so, they are also very busy.”


Bellova understands, “I'm sorry.”


“I'm sorry because I'm selfish.”


“No, I was wrong because. The person who breaks the promise is


the first person is wrong. You're not wrong, and you're naturally disappointed to be waiting. Its okay, so don't apologize, or I'll keep apologizing to you,”


Abraham gave Bellova time to understand his words.


“I understand. Bram need not feel guilty anymore, I really understand kok,” said Bellova smiling. Not smiling, forced.


***


“Wah, look, it's Mr. Police General, Mr. Irwan!”


“Quickly, we have to take his photo,”


The reporters saw the arrival of the Police General. They were in a race to cover the incident. Even though there are guards around Irwan, it is still a crime to handle it.


“Pak Adley, Mr. General is coming,” Ridwan told Adley.


“What?”


“Good morning Mr. General,” greet the police members who saw him first time. Adley and his other colleagues walked over to say hello to their superiors.


“Good morning Sir!” adley and Ridwan said at the same time, raising their hands beside their heads in salute.


Irwan replied with a nod of his head, but the direction of his gaze looked for two people, Abraham and Lucifer.


“Where is Commissioner Abraham?”


“Sir Abraham is still on his way here.”


“What? A clock like this but still not here? Relax once yes.”


Adley clenched his hand, be patient.


“Where is that guy? The boss of the mafia?”


‘He challenged Lucifer?’


“She's there,” point Adley.


Irwan looked at Adley's hand, and walked toward the cell that Lucifer had observed from afar.


Taps!


Two steps later, his feet stopped.


‘What is this? Why can't I move?’


Not yet near, the cruel and sharp aura of Lucifer had already begun to be felt.


“Good morning Mr. Abraham,” not long after, Abraham arrived.


Irwan turned to look at Abraham, it turns out he felt the same way to Abraham, just like the time


standing in front of Lucifer.


‘What because they have blood relation?’


“Ekhem, Mr Commissioner, why did you just arrive at this hour?” Irwan shifted the mood.


“It seems you do not know now what day and what time,” reply Abraham put his work cap on the table.


“What do you mean?”


“I mean, now is Saturday, and the starting hours of work are at 10 am, but I come at 9 am, meaning I come faster one hour.”


Irwan lost a landslide.


*‘Breng*k! so arrogant. Let's see, where's your arrogance!’


“I want to see that famous villain, is he there?”


They looked at Lucifer.


“Yes, he's there.”


“Hahaha, surely you feel sad huh?”


“Why should I feel it?”


“Yes, we all know that you are father and son, right?”


“Yes, that's right! Then?”


Irwan is further upset by Abraham's seemingly relaxed answers and reactions and challenges him indirectly.


Adley smiled with satisfaction. He realized he couldn't do the same thing as Abraham, so he did


just keep waiting for it because he appreciates Abraham more than telling him to be more patient.


Irwan emboldened himself to walk closer to Lucifer. Like approaching a big fire, hot and sweaty, that's how Irwan felt. His pride would fall if he looked frightened. Though, Lucifer just stared at him in silence, and ordinary, but Irwan felt threatened.