Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 66.

“In lesehan front there yes Tuan eh Kak.” said Alamanda which is located not far from the mall.

“Ayo.” Marcel said, then Alamanda accelerated his footsteps, because now he knows more money and Marcel who followed the footsteps of Alamanda. The car is still left to park in the mall parking location, because in the place of Lesehan it is more difficult the car parking the same way even further.

A few minutes later they had arrived at the tent eating alias where to eat lesehan. Marcel now seemed confused because he had to take off his shoes to sit on the mat. Maybe Marcel was worried if his shoes would be stepped on by people and become dirty or become no longer comfortable when worn. Meanwhile, Alamanda immediately took off his shoes and looked for a seat and picked up the menu paper. He had already been to this lesehan place a few times with Jasmine and Iqbal as the three of them walked to the mall to buy a feast day dress.

Marcel finally took off his shoes and he put them near Alamanda's shoes. Hmmm really seen the difference between expensive shoes and cheap shoes belonging to Alamanda. But Marcel doesn't care about that.

A moment later they ordered a meal. This time it was Marcel who told Alamanda because he had never eaten there. And a few minutes later their order came, two rice dishes with fried catfish side dishes plus sambal and lalapan and two glasses of soursat juice. Plus two water bowls.

Alamanda took the hand sanitizer and put it on and then she gave the bottle to Marcel. Marcel did the same.

“No running water for hand washing here?” marcel asked and Alamanda just smiled.

Alamanda dipped his hand in the bowl of water and after a while he began to take the rice on the plate and began to enjoy the meal. Alamanda remembered his two younger brothers.

“Hmmm forgive brother, do not invite you to eat here.” Alamanda murmured in his heart and then he swallowed the phone eating greedily because it was really hungry.

Marcel seemed confused as to how to eat. He's still looking for spoons and forks but nothing. All visitors eat with their hands. Marcel took the rice with his finger.

“Kak, not like that how to eat, later a long time he... he.. can be dawn we just go home.” Alamanda said when he saw Marcel taking rice using only his thumb and index finger.

“I use spoon and fork only yes.” said Marcel next. Then Marcel asked the seller to borrow a fork and spoon.

“Master Don't ask to borrow a knife. The knife makes work.” said the seller while giving a fork and spoon to Marcel.

Marcel then tried to eat with a fork and spoon but still he felt difficulty because of the low and small table plus a crisp fried catfish that was difficult to take even with a fork.

“Gini nih Kak.. use five fingers all work and get along well... he....” said Alamanda while giving an example of how to take rice by hand.

Alamanda turned left and right. For a moment the seller also turned to Alamanda and the mother smiled and nodded her head.

Alamanda then took a plate of Marcel rice that looks still a lot, fried catfish was also almost intact. Marcel looked at Alamanda with a smile. With his five fingers Alamanda picked up the rice on Marcel's plate not forgetting to have been given fried catfish meat without thorns. Alamanda also fed Marcel. The seller's mother continued to watch with a smile. There were also some buyers who noticed them both.

Marcel seemed to be eating voraciously every rice and side dish that was fed by Alamanda's smooth finger. Marcel always tried his lips could hit the finger of Alamanda.

Alamanda's heart was pounding when Marcel's lips hit his finger.

But it arrived...

“Al, sambalnya not much ... hah... hah.... hah.... “ said Marcel then immediately take a glass of juice soursatnya and spend to complete unnoticed.

Marcel who was still spiciness was finally taking a glass of soursat juice belonging to Alamanda and he also spent the juice soursat belongs to Alamanda.

“Sorry Brother. “ said Alamanda then he ordered again sirsat juice and feed again Marcel who now without giving sambal.

After he finished eating Marcel paid for everything he had ordered. The seller's mother looked a smile at Marcel.

“Do not kapok yes Sir, I pray for eternal life until grandparents ..” sincere prayer mother servant. Alamanda and Marcel also took care of him.

“When we come back here again yes.” said Marcel who has stepped with Alamanda.

“Enak and cheap and the main prayer from the seller's mother he... he... “ said Marcel while continuing to hold Alamanda's hand to where his car parked. Alamanda only smiled his heart was still pounding because several times Marcel's lips always hit his finger. The taste of the lips was still stuck to his finger. Marcel is very happy. Dinner in Lesehan turned out to be more romantic than in a luxury restaurant. Marcel smiled and laughed in his heart.

The day is getting late. Marcel immediately drove the car to the apartment so that he and Alamanda did not get a reprimand from Mr and Mrs Ernest.

The car continues to go at full speed...