
"Mom want me to make you a drink?" Sri tried to take Sari's heart.
Maybe with a cold drink, can be more refreshing Sari.
Or a warm drink that can make Sari lulled, and finally sleep. Then forget about Rendi who went somewhere. Because they didn't tell Sri.
"I'm asking for juice, Sri. What fruit is there?" Sari prefers to drink homemade juice. Suppose you buy it only at a subscription kiosk.
"Complite, Mom. All the fruit that you bought yesterday, still complete all in the refrigerator," replied Sri.
At Sari's house, though all her employees were free to eat and drink, but they knew themselves. They only eat food that no longer touched by the employer.
Not a new food that can be asked again. Sri can say seven days and seven nights.
"Yes already. I make dragon fruit juice. Usually, yes," said Sari.
"Ready, Mom." Sri has already memorized her employer's favorite. Fruit juice with added honey and milk. Without sugar.
Sari opened her phone again. He hopes Rendi replies to his chat messages.
But unfortunately, Sari's hope could not be realized. Let alone Rendi, Mila also did not give a reason why not pick up the phone.
Hhh! Sari grunted annoyedly.
Why do they seem to be deliberately kalikong, avoiding it.
Sari felt what she was doing, was the best for Rendi. He didn't want Rendi to just get the leftovers. Although the rest of his own father.
Sari closed her phone again. While waiting for Sri to make the juice, Sari lays down her body. And it didn't feel like he was sleeping either.
Sri returned to the living room with a glass of fresh dragon fruit juice.
"Well.lady sleep. Uh, really sleeping?" Sri researched the sleeping Sari.
"Not really sleep."
Sri did not dare to wake up. After all mending Sari sleep, let's not discuss the matter of Rendi anymore.
Sri went back to the back. Keep the juice in the refrigerator.
"What's that, Sri?" asked Yadi who suddenly appeared from behind.
"Isa. Just ngagetin, here!" serami Sri's. The juice he was carrying with a tray, was almost spilled.
"I'm sorry...Excuse me. Kirain you see me." Yadi blinked her eyes flirtatiously.
"Ge er is so!" Sri opened the refrigerator and put a glass of juice in it.
"Here I drink the juice. Rather than mubadzir," said Yadi. Dikira Yadi, some do not like the juice of the deep red color.
"Have a son! It's got bu Sari. His man even overslept. Wake up, how about?" Sri closed the refrigerator door.
"You make it again, you can do it" said Yadi.
Yadi who had just finished cleaning the backyard, felt very thirsty.
"Abis's fruit!" sri Sahut with ketus.
"Other fruits can be." Yadi's eyes stared at Sri's towering chest defiantly.
Sri immediately clenched with both hands.
"So your eyes, ugly Yadi!" Sri immediately ran away from Yadi who was laughing out loud. Satisfied he can tease Sri.
Sri went back to the kitchen after Yadi left again somewhere.
Hhh! It's delicious, look at mine. It's not public property. Let me present to Yusuf. Gumam Sri's.
"Cie..Who is Yusuf?" It turns out that Yadi is not far from the kitchen. And he heard Sri's murmur.
Spontaneous Sri looked back. He was very surprised. Didn't think that Yadi heard it and was nearby.
"What the hell are you, Mr. Yadi...! It makes me feel surprised!" serami Sri's.
"His team is amazing. I will always be near you, Sri," said Yadi, back with his naughty eyes.
"Go there, ah. Did I flush with water, nih!" threat Sri's.
Sri is ready with water in the pot that he wants to use cooking.
"Busyet..galak very? I just want it. Who is Yusuf?"
Yadi. Afraid of Sri reckless and actually watering her. Can get wet with her clothes.
"You like that, Sri. I know Dong with me. I will not have a crush, deh," teased Yadi.
"Yes that. Do you want to fencing?" Sri melengos is upset.
"No way. Also good for the fencing. Yuk...!" Yadi continued to tease Sri.
"What the hell, are you Mr Yadi? Take a look at his brain. I'm really flushing, right!" Sri is getting upset with Yadi.
"Eeh...who does his brain smell? You're the one who thinks everywhere" said Yadi ngeles.
"That's what? Nyarungin fencing everything! Am I your fencing scabbard?" Sri was getting angry at Yadi.
"You're the one who started saying fencing. I'm just nyahutin aja," said Yadi.
"Eeh, what the hell are you guys? Hilarious storm of his hobby!" Sari knew it was near the kitchen.
"This is a loh, Mom. Mr. Yadi is very nice!" answer Sri.
"Cock me anyway? You're the one who started!" Yadi defended himself.
"Have a son! You tuh!" Sri is not to blame.
"Udah! Already! I married you both!" said Sari asal speaking.
"I wouldn't want to marry her, Mom! His son is so many!" sahut Sri's.
"That's my wife's son, Sri. I'm just nitip seeds. Haha." Yadi.
"Just like, Yadi! Don't you want to admit your kids?" ask Sari.
"Yes, Mom. If I do not want to confess, I will not give them their living," replied Yadi.
"Well, they are your children too. Don't tell me it's your wife's son, dong," said Sari.
"Yes, Mom." Yadi nodded. How dare he chimed in the words of his big boss. Can be fired if it makes Sari upset.
"Sukurin! I'm not, you!" muttered Sri while looking towards Yadi.
"Udah! You too, Sri! Don't sneer at Yadi mulu!" sari Exclamation.
Sri also nodded while bowing her face.
"Where was my juice?" ask Sri.
Ew! Remember that! Would you really drink Yadi? Want to replace with what? Sri muttered in heart.
Hhh! Inget aja, Miss Sari. Fortunately I did not drink. Yadi murmured, in the heart as well.
"Shortly, Mom. I'll get it." He walked towards the refrigerator.
"Here, Mom." Sri held a large glass containing dragon fruit juice.
"A lot of it, Sri. Where's this much?" Sari looked at the big glass.
"So gigging, Mom. So I make all of it," said Sri.
Yadi looked at the juice while swallowing his saliva.
Clug.
"Would you like it, Yadi?" ask Sari.
"Eng...No, ma'am," Yadi replied pretending to refuse.
"Grab a small glass!" sari said to Yadi.
"Yes, Mom." Yadi took the glass that Sari meant.
Then Sari poured the juice into a small glass.
"Now, for you. I'm just this way." Sari instead took the one in the small glass.
"Cock.soh?" Yadi confusion.
"Udah, for you. If Sri wants, divide the two there." Then Sari returned to the living room.
"You don't have to, Sri." Without waiting for an answer from Sri, Yadi pulled back.
"Well....!" Half a big glass of dragon fruit juice, run aground.
"Rejeki people sholeh," murmured Yadi.