Being Queen in the Hands of Sister-in-law
Part 43's

A coat Nathan gave to Micah as a sign of introduction, Nathan said.

Though Micah thought it was unnecessary, Micah accepted it to honor Nathan.

"You want to walk with me for a little while?"

Micah agreed. "Can."

"Your sister?"

Micah raised both his eyebrows hearing Nathan mention brother. Micah forgot that wherever Micah was going, he had to give Mia or Sandy permission.

"I'm calling, but you have permission, yes" Micah suggested.

"Ready."

Micah quickly searched for Mia's name on her contact list. After connecting, Micah handed over his phone to Nathan.

"Assalamualaikum, Micah. What's up?" Mia's making a sound at the end of there.

"Vaalaikumsalam. It's Nathan, brother."

"Nathan then? How, can you get Micah's phone? Where's micah?"

Nathan chuckled softly. "Mikha is there, brother. This is just asking permission to take Micah for a short walk before I return to Jakarta. Not far, though. Around here."

"Can, yeah, Mommy? Just a moment, really," continued Micah.

"Yes already. But don't fuck around, yeah."

"Ready, brother. I promise, Micah will come home safely without one less thing. Maybe even add one."

"What do you mean?"

Micah also asked Nathan through his eyes and the twitching on his forehead.

"More happy, Brother."

A sigh of relief was heard from Micah's lips. What does he think will add? It seems happier. Micah's cheeks became red upon hearing it. His lips folded withstanding a smile.

"Review that you're messing around."

"Yes, Brother. Let's take Micah for a second, yeah."

"Yes," replied Mia.

Micah and Nathan chuckle after Mia's phone connection is cut off.

"So where are we going?" micah asked after getting into the car driven by Nathan himself.

"Now to Eiffel, yes. I don't have much time."

"I finished there yesterday."

"Kan, different. Yesterday you went there with your sister, right? Now same me. Once every two months I come here. I'll take you to another good place."

Micah smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "okay."

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Same place. Which is also the same. But it feels different when you come together with different people.

Yesterday Micah was like a mosquito repellent for coming with the old bride who still felt the newlyweds.

But this time Micah came with Nathan. The person he just met, but made Micah comfortable being around him.

"You're Mr Wira's son, huh?"

"Kok, you know? Stalking, huh?"

Nathan laughed out loud. "Where am I stalking you. Haven't gotten. Mr. Wira is my business partner. Yesterday he called and said that his son was also in Paris. His name is Mikhayla Wiratmaja. Keep sending me your photos."

"What do you try? Uh, Papa. I love to take pictures of my own children."

"Keep if you post a photo on Instagram it's not a photo spread too, huh?"

Micah laughed a little. "Yes too, anyway. You know Papa for a long time?"

Nathan shook his head. "Yet. It's only been three months. It's nice to have a senior partner like Mr. Wira. And it turns out his son was no less fun."

"meaning?"

"No! Come on over there, I'll take a picture of you."

Nathan walks ahead of Micah to get closer to the Eiffel Tower and asks Micah to style so that Nathan can take a photo of Micah.

Micah's question made Nathan laugh out loud. "Here where there is a basreng on sale using the cart, Micah. Strange as you."

"Indeed, if the ones sold do not use carts?"

"Not knowing, either. I haven't seen it here all this time."

"God, I don't miss Mama and Papa but I miss the cilocks, the cilors, the basrengs, the egg rolls and his friends."

"Tomorrow I come back here I invite Mamang who used to make the food you mentioned earlier. All the ingredients are brought from Indonesia so it does not taste different."

"Seriously?" Micah's eyes sparkled hearing it.

Nathan nodded for sure. "Seriously."

"Let's... Thank you, Nathan." Micah's reflexes embraced Nathan.

There was nothing happier for Micah than to be able to enjoy a meal that he considered to be the food of heaven.

Nathan laughed a little. His surprise at Micah's embrace had disappeared. Replacing the nervousness of being this close to Micah.

"Mikk."

Micah quickly let go of his embrace. "Eh, sorry," he said misbehavior. Throwing his eyes away from looking at Nathan. Shame that she suddenly hugged Nathan without excuse.

"It's okay."

Suddenly the atmosphere felt awkward.

Micah evades Nathan by pretending to look around the Eiffel Tower which goes into one of the wonders of the world.

At that time, the opportunity for Nathan to immortalize Micah in his phone candidly.

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Micah has been active in college after two months in Paris.

Many tasks and barely having time for himself, had already started to become commonplace for Micah. Complaining is useless because it has consequences.

All Micah could do was to be grateful, enjoy and live it.

Many people wanted Micah's position. That is, you can study abroad without any cost difficulties and so on.

Micah did not want to waste the opportunity he had right now.

His longing for his parents was cured because a week ago they came to see Micah.

Honey, his longing for cilor and his friends has not been cured.

The one who promised to come and invite the one who could cook the food did not come. And I don't know when he'll come to Paris again.

It was more than two months from the time he had promised.

"Ah, all guys are the same. The talk is nothing to hold," Micah grumbled as he walked toward his apartment.

It's eight o'clock in the night but Micah just got home. He had just finished the task with his friend from Indonesia who he had just met when he first entered college. Ajeng and Fahri are called.

Micah opened the door to his apartment. Feels lonely. It's not usually like this because Sandy and Mia used to wait for Micah to come home. After Micah came home, they would go down to his own apartment.

"Mother Mia, Sandy's sister? Very quiet, anyway. No one, huh? But the smell of fried eggs. In the kitchen times, yeah."

Micah stepped his foot into the kitchen. At that moment he was surprised by a compact shout from some of the people who were there.

"Surprise!"

There's Sandy and Mia. There was also Nathan and one middle-aged man whom Micah did not know.

But Micah's eyes focused on the food on the table. All his favorite food he used to tell Nathan. Micah laughed happily at him.

"Nathan, you really bring heaven here. Thank you..." Micah approached Nathan to embrace him. But Sandy quickly confronted Micah and shook her head. "No!" said firmly.

Micah laughed loudly and retreated his steps. "okay, Sis. Relaxed. I ate this, yeah."

Without waiting for approval, Micah sat down and enjoyed one by one the roadside snacks for which Micah had no cure.

"When will you come, Nath? I wait. I thought you were lying about this."

Nathan chuckled small. "Yesterday. But Mang Asep must rest first because it is not unusual to travel far. So it's only today to come here and cook this all for you helped by Mia and Sandy. Intentionally not telling you first, let's be a surprise."

"OKAY. Thank you very much anyway. Next time you come here, bring Mang Asep again. My ticket paid for nothing. It's really delicious.... Very same kangen this food," he said then put the cimol grains into his mouth.

Micah's behavior made Nathan unblinkingly look at him. It felt so happy when I saw Micah happy. Let alone happy Micah this simple.

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