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So Curious

Until soon the food ordered by Hero came, it seemed that the maid served immediately well. Bak presents to her lover or husband, Hero who is already very hungry hope this presentation scene will end soon. Truly he now wanted to pounce on the dish before him, after finishing the maid gave her smile and sweet speech. "Good fun, sir." Said and replied Hero with a nod and a small smile. Upon seeing the waiter leave, Hero immediately picks up his spoon and immediately feeds the omurice with the egg melted.

"This is so awesome! I feel like I'm having fun again." Hero closed his eyes enjoying every taste that was raging on his tongue.

As if he did not care about the surrounding, especially a figure not far from him who was now increasingly intense to see himself. "Interesting!" His mutter who did not take his eyes off the Hero since earlier.

"Now let's try, this orange juice. Hmmm .... It's fresh!" Like the MasterChef jury he's seen now he knows what it's like.

However, the chew came to a halt as he suddenly thought of something. Unknowingly he fell silent by staring in a final dish before him. "Brown pudding with vanilla sauce." He said with a deep look.

The dessert is a dish that is often made by his mother, especially during his birthday party. Hero's life with his family who used to be wealthy, of course, the ingredients make this dish is not difficult. "Does it feel the same? Of course not! Mother's work is the best." The words were tossed with a spoon that had taken part of the pudding and entered his mouth and wrestled with his tongue.

It's not like the movie of a rat controlling or helping a man become a famous chef that makes one of his customers remember his childhood with the same taste of cooking. Hero also remembered just that, it did not feel the same, nothing that matched his mother's artificial taste and love and affection.

The sight did not escape the figure, a small smile rose on his smooth face. "Is she crying? Or is he sleeping?" A phone ringing interrupted his observation, causing him to take the flat object out of his expensive jacket.

"What's wrong?" He answered, looking back at the hero.

"Yes, I'm at the restaurant right now. I fill my stomach, you think how he'll work if it's not filled! Crazyhead!" Seemed a smooth face with milky white skin was veined with annoyance.

"Yes! Don't call me yet!"

Tut! Tut! Tut!

"Miss, here's your order. Enjoy it."

"Thank you." He glanced for a moment at the Hero who was still eating his food.

"I need to replenish my energy right away, I feel that something is hidden and certainly has value in that bag." The sharp gaze that so unsheathed on the worn bag that of course if he could talk, would immediately deny the owner of the black net or complain to his master.

While in the parking lot, there are some men who come with their sport bike. When they had just put the bike, the eyes were all immediately fixed on the sparkle and design of the bike in the third row.

"Well! Lookie! This bike is not ...."

"Latest output!"

"Really! Who's owner?"

"Well, we thought you'd have it first, man!" The brown-haired man patted the sturdy shoulder of the man in front of him who was mixed between admiration and annoyance already there who first had the goods of his dreams.

'I'll find out the owner! How good is he?' His eyes glanced towards the restaurant that was filled with breakfast.

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