GHIFARI ~ RADITE ~ GHIBRAN
NO NEED TO LOOK FOR ME, I'M CLOSE
“Where's Bun?” adit asked softly as his wife arrived at the car.
“I asked Syahnaz, he wanted to tell me what story. Instead of him confused looking for me, mumpung in one location would be better me who samperin him,” replied Dinda with a smile. Adit knew that if Dinda smiled like that she must have launched her mission. Adit can no longer say anything he believes Shahnaz must have been checked by Dinda.
For the next day it was only spent in a homestay only because the drizzle day did not stop. If the rain might subside quickly but this drizzle all day, so they just laze in the homestay only. Fortunately, they just want to change the mood. So just in the homestay is not a problem.
“Bun made sate kayak last night yuk?” bring Fari. The taste buds are closer to Dinda than to Adit.
“Try Mbok Marni or Mbok Asih, there is still not your sausage,” Dinda responds to the request of his eldest son.
“If there is no let later mbok Marni go buy the same driver.”
“Kan sate that was still a lot of Mas,” Eddy reminded his grandson not to throw rizky.
“Iya The satay cake that was then heated all the same sate sausage,” replied Fari.
“Oh. Okayah,” said Eddy. As a grandfather he understood his grandson was indeed indisputable, Fari was indeed smart.
“Sosis is a little Mbak Dinda, there is only 4 only,” reported mbok Marni.
“Then buy again Mbok, kids love it. All the same sticks of sauce still exist?” answer Dinda.
“Puncture is still plenty, tomato sauce is enough. Most sausages only need to be purchased again,” replied bu Siti who saw the stock of lidi satay.
“Add buy cheese yes Mbok, let it be burned later with cut sausage mixed with paprika for me,” pinta Adit.
“The data can be added, let's make more grilled shrimp,” said Dinda.
“The rice is not raining, right?” ask Adit. She likes to burn with Dinda the night after the kids go to bed. He remembered there was still one paprika and that was enough for them.
“No Mas Adit, everything is safe. Can burn on the edge of the terrace,” replied Mbok Asih. Mbok Marni is preparing to leave.
“You add what else?” asked Mbok Marni who was in vain to leave. The money from Dinda he's already got.
“Try Mas Adit Mbok, one time he craves something,” said Dinda.
“Neg. I don't want anything else. Enough cheese is burned. Don't be melted,” replied Adit.
“Oh maybe we make good toast,” said Adit. He just said he didn't want anything.
“Baked bread makes it in teflon only, so do not smell smoke,” replied Dinda.
“Iya understand, but the bread is not there,” reply Adit.
“What do you want to fill the toast?” ask Dinda.
“Fill cornet deh, same cheese, also peanut butter. I don't want a sweet-sweet taste,” said Adit with a dislike face when calling sweetness. Like a face that imagines something. He usually likes strawberry jam.
“Ya already Mbok it, same buy butter and strawberry jam for grandfather and me,” replied Dinda.
“As usual if mbok and Bu Asih want anything, just buy yes do not hesitate,” said Dinda when mbok Marni has reached the door.
“Ya Mbak, I go first,” replied mbok marni. He drove to the nearest supermarket. While mbok Asih began to prepare the embers of the fire while bu Siti concocted the existing materials first while waiting for mbok Marni to return,
‘Don't forget to add salad herbs and fruits to make salad,’ pinta Dinda via message on mbok Marni.
‘Well later I buy it,’ replied mbok Marni.
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