AL-THAR
#52. Rice Uduk.
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Mira did not expect that Athar's reaction would be angry. Yes indeed, Mira herself felt that it was not a small problem. It's just that she didn't intend not to tell her husband. Because indeed he himself needs time to be able to say about the doll of terror that is very terrible.
Of course, Mira was shocked.
But Athar, who feared the delay, was angry that Mira had only told him about the problem even after three days had passed. Although the reason for his health is a real thing, but Athar still can not accept the missed part.
When Mira woke up in the morning, her body that began to feel a little more powerful was trying to find Athar's whereabouts from the second floor, to the first floor.
"Where is Athar, Mr Teguh?" ask him to the head of household affairs in the house. Mr. Teguh who regulates all the needs of home affairs, as well as taking care of the needs of Athar who is still in his duty.
"Mas Athar has departed, Non."
"To office?"
Mr. Teguh smiled calmly as usual.
As long as Mira is able to know the character of the middle-aged man before her, then the figure of Pak Teguh is a wise man who is as much as possible to always say honest things to Mira. When the man is unable to say anything about his master that must be kept secret, then that is when his smile comes up in lieu of his honest answer.
Mira rolled her eyeballs. "Where is Athar? Come on, Mr. Teguh is honest with me. I'll buy you some ice cream." One thing Mira also knows is that the old man really likes ice cream. "But not much. Not good for the health of the parents."
"Non could," Mr. Teguh mesem-mesem heard the offer of ice cream to him. "Mas Athar just said there was business. Don't worry he said. Mas Athar will call."
Mira bit the apple on the dinner table. "Yes already. Call him not 'Non' what the hell, Mr. Teguh," protested for the umpteenth time.
"And if it's called 'mistress', it won't."
"Yes, anyway,"
"What breakfast do you want, Non Mira?" tanya bi Lilis who came over.
"It's another apple, Bi," he pointed briefly at the apple in his hand. "Watch me another breakfast. I'm lacking appetite anymore."
"Kata Mas Athar the Non must have breakfast. I can take the medicine afterwards."
Yes, I have to take medicine until I recover. Dih, the doctor even gave her a lot of medicine.
Mira glanced at the fried rice, bread, salad, and milk available on the table without interest. Usually he likes to eat fried rice, but this time he was lazy to see all that. Very tasteless.
"I want nasi uduk, Bi," said Mira flat while staring at bi lilis.
The middle-aged woman turned to Mr. Teguh for a while, and after Mr. Teguh gave a nod then the aunt said again to Mira, "Wait a minute yes, Non. Mr. Teguh will tell people to buy rice sitting."
"Well old dong, Bi, sir," said Mira disapprovingly as she stared at the two alternately.
"It will not be long, Non," concluded Mr. Teguh. "I'm soon–"
"That's okay, sir," stop Mira. "I want to go find it myself" he got up from the chair, still with an apple in his hand.
"Where are you looking, Non?" Mr Teguh gawking. "Non's still sick,"
"Ish, I'm cured." Mira smiled soothingly. Hopefully the two people will follow–
"I'm sorry, Non. Mas Athar said Non Mira can't leave the house."
this is what makes it so bad. They are more like their masters than I am..
"But I want to find my own rice, Mr. Teguh!" Mira insists. Even his voice sounded annoyed.
Finally Mr. Teguh sighed resignedly. "Yes, let me–"
Mira shakes. "No. I want the same one who is young. If I pass out on the street, they can carry me. If Mr. Teguh is old, I pity him," he was half-joking. Though Mira did not intend to interfere with the old man's work which certainly a lot every day. Moreover, the side house is in the repair of some of his rooms, and it is the duty of Mr. Teguh to always control it to suit Athar's wishes.
What side house to make besides there is a private gym?
Mira is curious, but she can't be there if she's not with Athar.
"Oh that's .." and plainly Mr. Teguh believed. "But we're in the car, non."
"Will you buy rice in Jakarta, sir? The guy I want to do it in a residential area outside our complex."
"But Non Mira still lemes loh,"
Mira moved her hands like she was exercising. "No, I'm strong, sir. Just calm down."
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"Why are you getting divorced?" ask Shelia.
He's capitulating. For some reason after Bryan came to him several times openly, a desire appeared in the corner of his heart about patience. Yes, he wants to try to be patient with Bryan, and try to talk seriously about their future for the sake of the child in the womb.
"He's too quiet. More than that, she still had a lover even though we were married. You know, I'm a stupid man who's gonna run the household if my wife has another man."
who told me to accept the match. Nice mom!
"Then your parents? How did they react when you split up?"
"They can what? thisismylife. Even though they've been trying to match us up for their company, the one getting married is me."
"That's a lot of talk. Before marriage, don't say it," Shelia grumbled softly as she nibbled on her straw. But he knew that Bryan heard his grunt just now.
"By sacrificing your own happiness? bullshit."
Bryan touched one of Shelia's hands and rubbed it gently. Even when Shelia was about to pull her own hand, Bryan did not let go.
"You know better than anyone how good I am with my parents, Shelia."
Shelia's eyes momentarily stared at Bryan's blue eyes.
really, he is bule but very obedient with his parents.
Shelia berdehem's. "Trus, did you tell them about me that ...."
Bryan looked at the clingy Shelia then nodded once, without a word. It made Shelia curious half to death. "Trus what was their reaction? How's it?" tanyanya is impatient.
Bryan smiled at his big smile. "I was ordered to take you guys," his eyes glanced momentarily at Shelia's stomach. "... to meet them."
"What do your parents want?" I don't know why she felt so worried, not happy.
"They want us to talk about the future of the three of us, Shelia. Both my parents asked me to marry you soon and we'll be living in York. Ah no, I haven't decided anything on where to stay. It's all up to you. With you agreeing we're married to me it's been more than happiness. So if you're asking us to stay in Indonesia or York, I don't have any problems."
Speechless.
Shelia doesn't know what to say. She wanted him to immediately refuse, but part of her heart said another. Oh shit, why is his heart so unstable?
"Where?" Bryan asked back.
"I-I haven't decided yet."
"You still don't believe me?"
"of courses. You used to cheat on me, so when you got married yesterday, you cheated on your wife."
"Sorry, Shelia .." said Bryan.
"Already, Bryan. Let me first think about all this, "break it up.
"How long?"
"As far as I dong!"
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Mira really proves that her body is indeed much better than four days ago. An expensive drug, a great doctor, so Mira thought about why she could recover so quickly. The rebound for three days certainly makes it kangen with cool air outside. So his desire to find rice sitting in the morning is the right thing to all greet the outside world.
Not with the vehicle at all, according to his wishes as he walked in search of nasi uduk.
All sports if you walk like this, but ...
Mira's not alone, Pilgrim!
Behind him were two bodyguards that Mr. Teguh ordered to follow Mira walking towards the opposite housing.
"We become a trio of three roads," said Mira chuckled.
"Oh sorry, Non." The two big-bodied men immediately retreated their steps to be distant. Mira did not mind one bit.
"Eh, no papa times. If you're behind me, so I'm an artist, and you're the dancer."
"I'm sorry, Non." That's the only word from both.
dih, very stiff.
Mira surrenders. He resumed his slow steps while enjoying the morning air.
"Nasi sit, where are you?" mumbling slowly. "I'm looking for you. Miss you. I– haduh, so want rice sitting in Mpok Leha stall at home in Jakarta. But ... hunt for flaccid worms in my stomach if you have to go to Jakarta first. Hadeehh ...."
Mira, whose eyes were initially looking for the rice vendor's stall, now her eyes even caught a familiar figure in the distance.
No, it's not too far. Just across, separated by two lanes of vehicles with where it stands now. In front of the housing complex where Athar's house is located.
"Bang Athar's? How's it there?"
Mira tries to reaffirm her vision, and it turns out to be true that in the distance it is Athar. Her husband is currently in a serious conversation with a man wearing sunglasses, and is not yet aware of Mira's whereabouts.
So I want a surprise, hihi
Without cue, without stale bases, Mira just darted from where she stood. He ran away leaving two bodyguards who looked pias helpless watching Mira had run across.
At that time, Mira only focused on Athar. He didn't even see that the road was crowded by vehicles. And Mira knew to look at the vehicle that suddenly looked very fast and right towards him.
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uh, is anyone not asleep?😂
I'm sorry I have so much real-world business, so I didn't have time to focus on writing. 😅
medkyu who still want to read 😘
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