
Satmaka and Arshinta had dinner together outside, and brought Raka along as well. There is no special appearance from them other than just want to meet and release the storytelling kangen.
“So, there are still people who want to send their children to your place?” tanya Satmaka cut the beef on her plate.
“Iya. There are so many, but I tell them to come tomorrow, not good also with mothers who have come first, so let's just, all of you,” he said while spooning food into his mouth.
“Good dong,”
“Iya, I like it anyway, but if there isn't any, I don't matter.”
Raka is busy enjoying the food on her plate, which sits in the middle of Arshinta and Satmaka.
“Mmm, Nathan, apparently, we can't file our wedding plans with my parents. You know how he is now. I can't get married when my papa is in trouble, even now there is prison.”
“It's okay, I don't matter. After all, they all know about our relationship.” Satmaka said it without coercion and was calm. There was no sign of disappointment or rejection on his face. The answer Arshinta liked.
“Important, we stay together,” Arshinta's hand on the table with a smile. Arshinta returned the hand of the man she loved.
Meanwhile, in the cell, the police officers give Lucifer dinner. He was actually afraid, not of making a mistake, but of the aura that Lucifer exuded.
“I don't need it!” the answer from Lucifer. He refused food of the officer's goodwill. The police were embarrassed, especially when other prisoners witnessed it.
“Are you afraid that this food has poison? This I deliberately bought from outside, my usual subscription place.” Still persuading Lucifer to accept it.
There was no reply from Lucifer, instead looking at him sharply. At such a sight, the officer pulled his food back and left Lucifer. The other prisoners held back laughter.
***
Saturday morning, as usual Bellova was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast. It was 7 a.m., and Abraham had not shown his nose.
Ting!
“Someone is coming? Who?” left for a while his cooking to see who the person who hit the doorbell was.
The sound of the bell kept repeating itself over and over again, as if it was impatient to open up immediately.
Suspicious, Bellova peeked out of the door. His facial reaction turned happy after finding out who the person out there was.
Chequek!
“Arshinta, brother Ina, Raka and..” appointed him to Satmaka and Aditya, he does not remember their names.
Satmaka and Aditya introduce themselves.
“Come in,” invite Bellova and close the door after they enter.
“Where is Abraham? Are you still awake?” tanya Arshinta sat down on the sofa, inviting Raka to sit down as well.
“Maybe taking a shower,” replied Bellova who was unsure.
“Wait a minute yes, I went to the kitchen first, I was cooking earlier.”
“What brother-in-law cooks? I came,” Arshinta followed Bellova from behind, Bellova was waiting to walk together.
“What Abraham is up?” Aditya asked Ina.
“Which I know, we both arrived here.”
“Try the phone, tell him we've come.”
“This is me calling him,” Ina looking for Abraham's number.
10 Minutes later, Abraham was seen coming down the stairs, having just finished bathing in his casual clothes.
“Wah, this Prince has come down apparently,” ledek Aditya.
“And he is already neat looking handsome,” added Satmaka commented.
Abraham did not reply to their comments, he immediately sat on the sofa, facing off against the long chair that Ina, Raka and Aditya occupied.
“You're so fast coming, isn't it 11 hours?”
“Yes, we deliberately came here all breakfast right.”
“Your wife does it every morning must make you breakfast, so we want to taste your wife's cooking.” Said Satmaka, Aditya gave him a thumbs up, sign agreed.
“Which ink?”
Arshinta came with a cold and warm drink to share.
“Sister Abraham, are you awake?” he asked, putting a drink on the table, a place to eat.
“Not just wake up, but I'm already handsome like this. Is it Rakha?” Rakha raised her thumb.
“Bram, you've come down?” Bellova who was now asking while carrying food.
“Alright, since everything is already here, let's move places there.” Ask Abraham to lead to the dining room.
Abraham held Rakha, the others followed behind.
Arshinta and Bellova are repeatedly in the kitchen to bring their eating needs, and Ina arranges on the table.
“Everything is there, right? Please enjoy the food,”
“Where's mama?” Bellova looking for Eva.
“Mama, Aunt Lisna, Aunt Audrey and other parents are at home,” Ina replied spooning rice dishes.
“Yes, we already invited him, but they refused, they asked for time by themselves, so we did not force him.” Arshinta added his caption.
Bellova nodded and looked at the others. His face was still in confusion because of their arrival
which suddenly. Abraham did not reveal his plan.
He wanted to ask, but still hesitated. Waiting for her husband's testimony.
“Wah, it turns out that the cuisine made by this sister-in-law is delicious,” praise Aditya.
“Thank you, Adit,”
“But Sister-in-law, why are your clothes like this? We'll have to go out for breakfast.”
“Where are we going?” tanyanya.
All looking at Abraham simultaneously, the man who was stared at just ate normally just did not feel guilty.
“What do you see, spend the breakfast first,” with Abraham lightly speaking.
***
“We want to go out?”
“Iya,”
“Where are you?”
“Mmm, where are you going?”
“Serah,”
The conversation between Bellova and Abraham. After they finished breakfast, Abraham told Bellova that yesterday had arranged a plan to take her along with her brother and partner, as Abraham's promise last week had not been kept. Bellova was very excited and enthusiastic when she heard the surprise from her husband. He could not hide his facial expression.
“First, we shop first, keep lunch, then watch and dinner,” Arshinta says the order of their plans.
“Shopping? You better be the women who shop, we the men want to pjit only.”
“What? A tweezer? Want a massage where are you?” a sneaky glance from Ina as Aditya says his plan.
“Body massage is, around the store, there must be kan.” Aditya is still teasing Ina who knows what's on her mind.
“Cannot! You and the other men should come shopping with us!”
“Yes, just so you know, what model clothes we like, and let us also buy clothes that are suitable for you.” Arshinta supports her brother. Bellova just kept quiet and didn't talk.
“Areally sister-in-law?” arshinta asked, asking Bellova to be on their side.
“I don't care if they want to massage, maybe their bodies are sore and tired,” replied Bellova with a plain and honest face.
“Pft,” Aditya holding back laughter.
“I don't go on a massage anyway, because almost every night my wife always mijitku.” Abraham supported his wife. Now the faces of Arshinta and his friends stared in surprise at Bellova and Abraham in turn.