Companion To Paris
The two of them

The sound made the two of them look at him quickly. It was Asha and Arga. The face of Paris sumringah saw their arrival. Paris stood up and immediately hugged her sister-in-law. His hand was still carrying Biema's rice. While Arga sat down near Biema. He almost occupied the rice that Paris put down if Biema didn't move it.

"Ugghh ... It was great to see Kakk .." said Paris after their embrace. It was obvious that he was happy. His feet moved with excitement. "Let's sit down," Paris enthusiastically invited. The gloomy that had just touched his mood vanished.

"I have to order a meal before I sit down" said Asha.

"Eh, yes. Order first, deh." Paris who was excited to invite his sister-in-law to sit together finally had to let go. He approached the man who had been talking quietly there.

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Biema's limitations are not good at wearing rice mats from the leaves, making her a little awkward. Because in front of him, Arga easily held the rice mat. If earlier, Biema had pretended to whine want in bribe his wife, this time he pretended to be able to overcome the rice base of banana leaves glued with small bamboo sharp.

Paris helped hold it after the food ran out first. "He can't eat these leaves. Understandably still amateurs eat here," said Paris while sneering. Biema initially hesitated, but then felt comfortable as Arga smiled amusedly.

"Frequently eat at the outskirts of Lesehan with a rice mat like this. You'll be an expert when the time comes" Arga chirped as she patted her husband's arm slowly.

"Twuhh ... Brother Arga gave me good advice," said Paris pleased. Biema is smiling.

"So you've also been an amateur like me?" ask Biema to Arga. Because they had known before Paris became his wife, Biema was more comfortable calling his sister-in-law by name. Especially those of the same age. Even if Biema calls him 'Silver', it's possible he just forgot because it equates with Paris.

"Yes. Thanks to him ... I became a professional about this," said Arga while bringing Asha's head closer to his shoulder for a moment. This made the woman laugh.

"really. I am your teacher" Asha responded. Arga growled anxious to bite his wife.

"wait. Why are you two? Where's that adorable baby padlock?" tanya Paris who just realized the existence of Arash has not existed since.

"Sleep with her uti" said Asha.

"Same mother?" ask Paris for wonder.

"Yes. Your niece is now again the same demen uti. I took a nap with uti. Then the shower, change the clothes ask the same uti," Asha's story.

"Just have it, taken out unwillingly. Even sleeping in his arms uti," added Arga spirit. Biema and Paris smiled. "It is usually the same if you play. Sleep time is very difficult if not the same, this mother." Arga pointed at Asha with his chin.

"Why did it show up here?" ask Asha astonished. It's his favorite place for people like himself. Why would rich people like them appear in this place?

"He who is convinced" pointed Biema at his wife. Asha looked at Paris.

"Kangen back then, huh?" guess Asha. Paris smiles.

"A little bit" said Paris with a small laugh. "You're here because you remember the courtship times, right?" reply Paris.

"really. When I was getting her cold, begging for mercy" Arga said. Asha smiled shyly as she pushed her husband's shoulder slowly.

"So this is where you two remember?" tanya Biema made sure.

"really. This is the place where my wife and I had this beautiful moment where we walked together for the first time." Arga.

"First date?" ask Biema.

"No. It's a place where I'm on the run because of her ex" Asha said surprisingly. Biema surprised. He did not expect this was also an unpleasant moment that time. Paris laughed out loud. Until Arga immediately stroked his wife's hair with love.

"Still remember ...," said Arga.

"I will never forget," Asha said as she plucked her finger. Suddenly Arga kissed Asha's forehead from the side. "Hey .." sissed Asha who was surprised by this man.

"Continue eating. Otherwise I'll do it again and again. Not even just your forehead, I ..."

"Sst. Okay. Let's eat," cut Asha. He knows Arga can really do what he says if he doesn't stop talking about the former Arga.

"You are also dead, Brother Asha." Paris laughed again. Biema did not become awkward, because she opened the beginning of the discussion about this former. Arga and Asha don't discuss the former's problems and unpleasant moments with hot heads. They both look romantic.

"Paris, are you done eating? Tumben is fast." Asha who saw Paris was no longer eating like the others, astonished.