
"How do we spend?" yaren asked when their groceries had been taken by an online taxi he ordered.
"That's my business!" brief Ayaz.
Yaren frowned, Ayaz is always full of mystery.
Because where it is possible that the online taxi takes their order to reach the forest house, is not it for Ayaz is a secret place. That was all that was on Yaren's mind.
Ayaz drove the bike, and he and Yaren will buy groceries for the next few days. I don't know what Ayaz was thinking, but for now let Yaren accompany him, tonight he will try to sleep with Yaren again.
Arriving at the supermarket, Yaren bought whatever they needed, a variety of canned foods seemed to take a lot of Yaren for supplies.
It's nothing, there's no fridge in the log house, so how does he want to buy meat or something?
"You like this?" ayaz asked, himself picking up a pcs of frozen meat.
"But how? There is no refrigerator in your house!" ask back Yaren.
"To be cooked today" Ayaz said again.
"Em, I can, but I can't cook!" honestly Yaren, the woman immediately acted spoiled to Ayaz.
Ayaz did not respond, though her heart was beating uncharacteristically when Yaren displayed a spoiled face with puppy eyes.
The man stuffed two pcs of frozen meat into their shopping cart, tonight he plans to cook for him and Yaren.
In a house,
"Well, there is no Yaren was quiet too well, Mama's mouth cake stopped working, usually there will be aja outside for ngoceh ngomelin tuh old virgin" said Raisa, who was not involved in the study, currently he and his mother are enjoying his time away from Yaren from their home.
Sidah almost twice twenty-four hours, but Yaren did not return home, making Raisa and her mother scream with excitement. Their plan to get rid of Yaren from the main house was already implemented, well although it was not as planned but it was not what, the important thing was that Yaren had actually left.
"Yes dear, but no papa, than he is at home, Mama can no longer see him at home, Mama's eyes are tired enough, his face is really make me sore eyes."
"Eh Ma, is Yaren really pregnant?" raisa asked curiously, since from yesterday she thought of that, suddenly someone claimed that Yaren was pregnant, how could it be?
"Where does Mama know, it's good if she's pregnant, thought to move from home in a pregnant position is good, you see the young man who ngaku-ngu have a relationship with her, it's, yesterday was just wearing an ugly motorcycle, not like your boyfriend Jovan, where does he look good again, Ihhh how can Yaren get a girlfriend like that, where else is his mom?" said Stepmom Yaren sewot.
Raisa nods in agreement as she feels her life is luckier than Yaren's.
Although the young man who was with Yaren yesterday, his face is very handsome more than his girlfriend Jovan, but it's okay, Jovan has everything. Meanwhile, Yaren, even the young man took Yaren away yesterday only with a modified motorcycle that is not known brand.
Yaren and Ayaz are on their way home, at least two large plastic bags filled with food they have to take with them on a motorbike, Yaren is okay, the woman has promised not to complain.
Arriving at home, Ayaz opened the door. Without caring about Yaren he went into the room and then lay down on his single bed.
Yaren was confused as to what to do, she decided to arrange their groceries.
Yaren's stomach that was filled with the bakum without permission must sound, Yaren did not know what time it was, but clearly the Surya was blazing shining on the earth.
"Well, laper again, what to eat?" yaren Gumam.
Ayaz felt his heart beating faster when Yaren without permission hugged him earlier on the motorbike, for that he went straight to the room to neutralize his nervousness. He did not want to see Yaren's face, as much as possible to avoid.
Prang...,
Ayaz gasped and headed straight for the source of the voice, which he had in mind only Yaren, the eyes that were still sleepy were suddenly instantly bright because they were forced to be literate by her master.
"What's wrong?" ask Ayaz to panic.
Apparently a glass plate fell and was scattered on the floor, I don't know what Yaren did to the plate.
"Ayaz, am I hungry?" yaren said while grinning the horse.
There is an uncomfortable feeling Yaren said that, but how else, she was really hungry.
"Ohh." Ayaz took a slow breath and then exhaled. Closing his eyes not to hide.
"Yes, sit down, I will make something for you." Ayaz said.
Yaren nodded, herself about to clean the broken glass plate, but was immediately prevented by Ayaz.
"Let me!" prevent Ayaz.
"Ehm, let me just Ayaz, if this one I can" Yaren said.
"Yes already!"
Ayaz picked up a box of spaghetti they had just bought, made food for Yaren who she said was starving, so she made what she could cook quickly.
Yaren had finished cleaning the broken glass, threw it in the trash and sat sweetly waiting for Ayaz to cook.
From the way Ayaz did it, Yaren could see that Ayaz was already used to doing it, had Ayaz lived alone all this time? Does Ayaz have a family? It was very desirable for Yaren to ask that, but Yaren felt that this was not the right time.
Although Ayaz was able to care for him unlike at the beginning of their meeting, Yaren still hesitated fearing that Ayaz would change her mind and expel her.
Two plates of spaghetti are ready to be served on the dining table, Ayaz added a little chili powder to his plate to make it more spicy.
"You like spicy?" tanya Yaren opened the conversation.
Ayaz nodded, the man who spoke irately seemed to be only going to respond in his perfunctory manner. Yaren knows it.
"I like it too, but ever since my sheep got in trouble, I'm not allowed anymore" Yaren said.
Ayaz was unconcerned, but in his brain he listened and he would always remember that Yaren was not allowed to eat spicy food.
"If you like what?" ask Yaren.
Ayaz still continues to eat voraciously, lingering with Yaren is not good for her heart health, but strangely why trying to sleep befriended Yaren. You weird Ayaz.
"You like to be quiet!" yaren concluded, Talking to Ayaz is like talking to a statue, exhausting and will only be like crazy.
Ayaz took a drink, he was done because the spaghetti on his plate was gone. Yaren gawked in disbelief, when did Ayaz spend it? Why so fast?
Seriate...