Antique Girl Porridge Seller
Nervous

Dermawan took Rissa to their room after Rissa was brought around the house to see the whole house. When Rissa went into the room of the Philanthropist the girl was flabbergasted when she saw the many medals and trophies stored in the glass cabinet. Rissa looked at him closer

"It belongs to everyone?" ask Rissa

"Yes, this is a medal and a trophy of intelligent race of national level, science olympiad and also some other competitions" replied Dermawan

Rissa was amazed, she had never participated in such a race, could not have been a trophy, at most 17th race in the village, cracker eating and sack racing, he said, the prize is only a notebook and a pencil.

"Waahhh, great mas well," said Rissa, she was shocked again when she saw Dermawan taking pictures with the Caucasian people he displayed on the study table

"Well, temen temen mas are also a lot of Caucasians huh?" said Rissa has been seen to be cathartic, because indeed he has never seen a different person of the nation.

Dermawan chuckled, then walked up to Rissa and hugged the girl. He pecked Rissa's right cheek and Dermawan dropped his chin on his wife's shoulder

"That's the temen mas on campus first, this is Justin, Axel, and Louis. They live in Germany" replied the philanthropist

"Study abroad?!" ask Rissa

"Yes, did mas have told me that the transfer student mas" replied Dermawan

Rissa remembers, she said so, but Rissa didn't ask from which college. All he knew, Dermawan moved because he wanted to accompany his mother who was sick.

" Already, there are other things that are more important than this" said Dermawan then put the picture frame back into place

"What mas?" ask Rissa

The benefactor pulled Rissa and sat the girl on her bed.

"Take time with you!" he answered, then scooped his wife's sweet lips so greedily.

Although not yet able to unite, there are still many things they can do to build a sense of love in the chest to make it more burning. Both continue to foster love to grow and difficult to separate.

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The next day, the,,

It was early in the morning, after Rissa woke up from her sleep. The girl wanted to make a special breakfast for her husband, but as soon as she reached the kitchen Rissa saw all the servants were busy preparing this and that cuisine. Seeing Rissa coming, Atik immediately approached her

"Non Rissa needs what?" ask bibik

"Ah, that, I want to make chicken porridge for the Cloud mas" replied Rissa

"Huh? but, we'll already make chicken porridge as well Non. Let us only non-cook," said the aunt

"No papa bik, Rissa wants to cook too. Let's cook together" replied Rissa

The servants felt bad that Rissa was cooking with them, even though she looked ordinary, but they were worried that after this they might be stopped from their jobs.

"If non-Rissa cook, how will we be fired? what do we want to do?" complained a waiter, when he saw how clever Rissa was in processing food

"No need to worry, you won't be fired because I'm cooking" Rissa replied

From a distance Dermawan saw his wife was familiarizing herself with the servants in the house. Don't want to interrupt, Then Donate goes back to the room because there's work.

Finished making chicken porridge, Rissa went to the room to take her husband to breakfast.

Chequelek

Rissa went into the room and saw Dermawan in front of his desk

"Mas, what else?" riss asked as he approached his husband

"Making a Budget for the construction of a Hospital. Mas has sold several Mother's Assets and all have been sold, so the development can be done in the near future" replied Dermawan

"Mas ask help friends to sell it" said Dermawan

"Ohh, is there a picture of the hospital?" ask Rissa

"It is imagined, later mas will contact a friend of the architect to help realize the picture" replied Dermawan

"Hem, yes already, before that we have breakfast first yuk, Rissa made a special chicken porridge for her beloved husband" said Rissa as she cupped Awan's face and looked at him with love

"Oh yeah?? breakfast dad? but I want an appetizer first" replied Dermawan

Riss smiled, then placed a kiss on her husband's lips

"Not one! I want everything!" said Dermawan and then carried Rissa

"I mean mas?" rissa looked confused

"You know you're done coming to the moon!" whiskey of Charity

The deg!

"Do you know?" asked Rissa, but Rissa was silent bathing and performing worship when Dermawan went to prayer.

The benefactor grinned, then lowered Rissa and began unbuttoning her pajamas. Judging from her face, Rissa looked extremely nervous

"That's his Hair dryer still on the table!" he answered and then scooped up Rissa's lips with great demand. Rissa made a fog, although they often did, but not that far, and this was the first time for them, explained Rissa felt very nervous.

When all was lost, Rissa immediately panicked, and tried to close what she could close, but it was useless

"Mas, I'm nervous," he said as he looked at the benefactor who was looking at him,

Generously smiling, he was actually nervous as well. This is the first time for both,

The nervous ones mixed with fear, eventually disappearing replaced with irreplaceable favors. Not enough gulps, because they want to keep repeating it. Rissa had grimaced as her defensive wall was pierced through firmly. Although it has been with the heart of the heart, but still it feels very painful and,,,,

"Mass,,,"

Huh! it turned out that the ringing was only for a moment, the proof, after which Rissa seemed to enjoy it very much, and even Rissa who wanted the Clouds to carry it all the way to the moon.

And finally, they don't make breakfast,,, they,,,

That morning they spent to reach the peak of pleasure that had been only in the shadows.

"Awaaaann's Maaass, that is,,,"

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How do I usually go to oma? 🤣