The Trap of Love Assistant Gesrek
Lunch Together

Vira gets out of the car following Firlan. The man immediately ripped the car remote to lock his car.

"Where's mommy?" ask Vira.

"Udah in dalem," said Firlan.

Vira also walked behind Firlan's strapping body, sate smoke was already gushing from the front of the food stall.

"Sit down, dear.." said the Goddess.

"Who else wants to eat satay?" vira asked as she pulled up a chair and sat down beside Firlan.

"Tuh, your papa, dear.." replied the Goddess.

"Don't go often, Pa. Inget cholesterol.." said Vira.

"This is also a long time ago papa did not eat goat satay. Oh yes, papa had ordered one kodi, plain all.." asked Raharjo.

"So there's no fat, is that it, Om?" ask Firlan.

"Yes Nak Firlan. Without fat and offal" Raharjo said.

"Call him Firlan, Om. Let it be good in the horror." chirped Firlan.

"Hahahahah, yes yes Firlan..."

"Excuse me sir, how much rice and what drink?" ask a waitress.

"I'm a hot orange" Raharjo said.

"I am also a hot orange," continued Dewi.

"If I have iced oranges, sweet oranges like mine, don't be as sweet as him." said Vira, pointing at Firlan. The man caught Vira's finger pointing at him.

"I'm an iced orange," Firlan said briefly.

"The rice?" ask the waiter while taking note of the order.

"The rice is 4, add two servings of goat soup." said Firlan.

"The message is a lot of your stomach fit?" Vira asked Firlan.

"There is you" said the man.

"You guys love a storm, like we used to be when we were dating." said Raharjo who was grabbed by his arm by his wife.

"Dih, Papa kayak is like aja diceritain same child." said Dewi shy.

"Who was chasing who?" ask Vira while opening the intestines of fried chicken that criuk-criuk when chewed.

"Yes, it's obviously your papa, Vira! mama no history chasing men.."Serobot Goddess before her husband first.

"What time?" Vira raises her eyebrows to seduce her mother.

"Well, mom, you know if you were chasing me?" whispered Firlan while plucking Vira's fried intestine.

"So bad, who's chasing it!" muttered Vira.

"If it used to be, the mother would most like to be invited to the city park. There must have never been absent drinking green ice chirp." said Raharjo.

"Ih, papa is still inget aja.." said Dewi.

"Ih papa to twit as well as it turns out, still my mother's favorite." said Vira.

"Papa is the romantic type, Vira. You can ask your mama" said Raharjo.

"Romantic type but why have only one child, Pa?" chirps Vira.

"That's because papa can't bear to see mama you have to bet your life to give birth. It felt like I wanted to replace all that pain, but I couldn't. Papa can only see your mama struggling with all her might, even papa has never felt the grip of your mama's hand as strong as that." said Raharjo as he glanced at his wife.

"In addition, papa is sick and yes we have decided to have only one child.." continued Raharjo.

"Oh, so that's the real reason..." Vira mangosteen.

"Later you'll feel for yourself Firlan. When your wife struggles between life and death, it feels like this heart is torn apart." said Raharjo who clearly loves the Goddess more than anything.

"If you don't love your mom Vira, you won't want a kidney transplant. But since I promised to take care of her for the rest of my life to your late mother's parents, you want to have the surgery and again you want to see you get married and have children." explained Raharjo.

"At the end of the marriage, marry again..." Vira rolled her eyeballs.

"Please, sir.." said a passenger who provided satay in a hot plate. He also put soy sauce sambal placed in 4 small dishes.

Then came another waiter carrying rice, goat soup and also drinks on order.

"Allah is saved by talking about when to marry.." - inner Vira.

"How many pricks do you want?" ask Firlan to Vira.

"5 is enough" said Vira. Firlan also took 5 skewers that were so tempting.

"Thank you.." said Vira.

"Do you want the soup?" ask Firlan.

"Later to take it myself, just come here." said Vira who was smearing the satellite with soy sauce sambal.

"The soup, Pa.." said the Goddess who poured goat soup on her husband's plate.

"That's enough, Ma.." said Raharjo.

Firlan began to smear the sateenya with soy sauce mixed with pieces of onion and tomatoes, he began to bite the sate.

"Hmmmm," Firlan felt an extremely tender mutton.

"Hows it? delicious right?" ask Raharjo.

"Enak, Om! the meat is not too big and soft, I have never eaten satay as good as this." said Firlan who now took the second prick.

Vira takes the soup that was deliberately placed nearby and also Firlan.

"Cobain sopnya, very good, Vir.." said Raharjo to his son.

Vira also feeds the soup that he mixes with rice. It tastes different from goat soup in general, the taste of this soup is fresher and again does not smell very stinging goats. Makes Vira addicted to bribing the soup into her mouth again.

And he also nibbled on the satellite, it felt so good to eat satay with a soup like this.

"Drink first" Firlan thrusts an orange ice at Vira.

"Still.." said Vira while drinking cold drinks are very fresh and very suitable when eating fatty foods like this.

"Add more, Lan!" raharjo.

"It's a lot, Om!" firlan said that he had taken 5 stabs just like Vira.

"It's always crowded like that?" ask Firlan who looks around.

"Yes, especially lunch. It must be crowded," said Raharjo.

"Well, like yes, sir?" lirih Vira on Firlan.

"Doyan is," said Firlan who apparently heard the words of Vira.

"Wah tajem also yes ears," said Vira slowly.

"Clearly, your inner voice can only be horrified" said Firlan, who casually enjoyed the satellite.

"Curtain, where there is..."

"So, don't believe it." said Firlan with a mouth that was still chewing meat.

"Nobody believes it, you ngibul doang!" said Vira.

"Ck, if you don't believe it. But I'm sure in your heart you're talking about me being super handsome again" Firlan said, hiding her smile.

"Gosh, there's such a pedicab," Vira shook her head. The woman did not realize that she was also super pede like Firlan.

Firlan had finished his meal, he was sipping his orange ice. So did Vira, the woman was also enjoying the sweet taste of orange ice in the glass.

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