
"Thank God, eat slowly. Stomach if it continues to sting suddenly filled with a lot of food, which is great later." said Firlan.
"Do you want me to use soft pudding?" firlan.
"No, I'm full." said Vira.
"Really?" ask Firlan.
"Yes, Ay .. actually, my stomach is okay..."
"What did you eat this afternoon?" ask Firlan.
"Eat, Ay .. maybe the effects of soybeans plus laper because of the out-of-treatment as well.." replied Vira.
"Yes, if suddenly his stomach hurts again, we go to the hospital," said Firlan.
"Pantesan is usually cold drink pesen, this is really hot drink pesennya," continued Firlan.
"Yes, if you want to be sick, then if you drink cold, it will be more because of the taste." said Vira.
"Oh, huh? tomorrow we go to Mom's. I told you that I came with his son-in-law,"
"Hukkk, uhukk!" Vira suddenly chokes.
"Hey, why? drink drink..." Firlan thrust a drink at Vira, lucky tea that was hot now began to turn the temperature to warm.
"Udah?" firlan asked, Vira nodded.
"Why did it choke like that?" ask Firlan again.
"It's okay, just surprised that we plan Sunday to go to your mother's house, Ay. How suddenly to get ready tomorrow? I'm not mentally prepared yet" explains Vira.
"Yes, I was on the phone, so I reflexively said tomorrow we're going there. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will be the same, finally met also Mother. You don't have to over thingking, I'm sure you'll find out what we are.." Firlan said, but anyway as a woman Vira must feel nervous to meet the mother of a man who will take her to a more serious level.
After dinner, Firlan invites Vira to go home. But on the way, Vira asked her lover.
"Dear? what clothes am I wearing tomorrow, huh? dress or wear casual?" ask Vira.
"As far as you are, Ay. You wear anything pretty,"
"Oh, what a shitty answer!" gerutu Vira's.
"Hahahah, yes, wear the dress that I bought at that time. It's nice to be polite and make you more beautiful" Firlan said.
And after traveling for approximately 45 minutes, they both arrived at Vira's contract.
"We have arrived" said Firlan. The man immediately got out of the car and opened the door for Vira.
"Thank you, oh yeah, this is the card..." Vira pulled out a card she had just used.
"Hold it,"
"Hold it?" Vira frowning.
"I mean, hold it and wear it for you to buy whatever you want. We'll be getting married soon, my money will be your money. And I want you to be able to focus on being a housewife and not working anymore" Firlan said.
Vira couldn't answer what her boyfriend said. Because until this moment he still wants to make money from his own ability. But the name of the household should not be selfish, so Vira decided to talk about it with Firlan another time.
"Rest, huh?" firlan said while giving two papers bags belonging to Vira.
"What's that? how heavy?" ask Firlan.
"The same painting tool from one of my students." said Vira.
"Oh, I guess what the hell..."
"I'm home, right? it's malem, later I'll call if it's already at home," said Firlan.
"Be careful, don't speed!" vira said, Firlan smiled as she stroked her lover's cheek.
"You're in, the air's cold again." said Firlan.
"Then you get in the car" said Vira.
"I'm leaving." said Firlan. The man walked in and got into his car. Vira hands up as Firlan's car slowly moves away from her sight. The woman also walked into the house.
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Early in the morning, the sun slipped from the slightly blotted curtain. A girl is still sound asleep, she seems to have forgotten that today she has an appointment with her lover to meet her future father-in-law.
Drrrr.
Drrrr.
Drrr.
Drrrr.
The phone was still shaking, one hand Vira tried to reach her phone.
"Hello?" greet Vira without seeing who this early called her.
"Hello, Ay? you just woke up?" ask a man across the phone.
"Eh, Ay? yes, I just woke up." replied Vira half-conscious.
"Don't you forget we're going to Mom's?" ask Firlan.
"Eh, yes yes really. This is a moment longer I want to take a bath to let it smell." said Vira who now woke up from her sleep.
"Yes, get ready. I'm buying food for us to eat breakfast together, I'm hired out.." said Firlan.
"Yes, I'm taking a shower. Yes, yes, bye!" Vira hangs up the phone and darts into the bathroom.
Vira covered her hair with a hair cap, so that her hair that was yesterday used up in the mask was not exposed to water. It doesn't take much time for Vira to perform her morning ritual. The woman immediately came out in a very fresh state. He took off the hair stamp that covered his head and immediately dried his body and wore a dress bought by Firlan at that time.
Vira polishes her face with thin makeup, not forgetting she brushes her eyelashes with mascara. Vira now turned on his eyebrows, he formed his eyebrows as natural as possible.
"Live blow the hair," Vira immediately took out a tool to form her hair more volume.
Geck.
Geck.
Geck.
And the sound of the door being knocked.
"Yes, sebentaaaarrr!" exclaim Vira from the room.
Vira immediately unplugged the power tool she had just used and immediately exited the room.
Chequek.
Vira opens the door to find out who's coming.
"Did anyone?" great-grandson Vira.
"That's a big shot?" ask Vira.
"How much longer should it be? the person on the phone told me I was buying food for us to eat breakfast" Firlan said.
"Come in," Vira shifted her body giving Firlan access to go inside.
Firlan who had opened her footwear went straight into the kitchen that was fused with the dining table.
"What's eagle?" ask Vira.
"Chicken slurry. You didn't have a sore stomach yesterday, did you? so this morning let me eat porridge, let your stomach work lighter.." explains Firlan who put a bag of crackles on the dining table.
Vira took a bowl and a plate to move the chicken porridge with the yolk sauce and put some quail egg skewers on the plate.
"What do you want to drink?" ask Vira.
"Tea just an angel, without sugar." said Firlan.
"Fresh tea?"
"Yes, if you eat kayak porridge, it's good to drink fresh tea" Yjar Firlan.
Vira immediately makes Firlan a warm tea, not only for Firlan but for him.
"Drink Ay..." Vira offers a large mug of warm tea.
"Thank you .. We eat now," Firlan said.
Vira and Firlan also began to enjoy their morning breakfast with a bowl of warm porridge which is certainly comfortable in the stomach.
Vira adds sambal and sweet soy sauce to the porridge.
"Don't get too much sambal, inget hull.." said Firlan.
"Yes, it's just a little..." Vira manyun's.
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