I Love You More
Eps 122 Visit the gallery with Opa

Yolanda was still struggling with her cooking utensils in the luxurious kitchen.

He who had never touched the kitchen business, little by little now began to be interested in it.

Because cooking something for people who unfortunately turned out to cause his own pleasure for him.

Seriously, he who still wears a black apron practices what he has learned in Chanel specifically about cooking.

"Non.the young master has finished his sport.."

"Yes.toh mbok..?."

"Yes non, just now mbok Mar saw that he had gone up to the room..," replied mbok Mar again while cleaning the cooking equipment that had been finished in use.

"Good mbok...Yola to the room first yes if it is.., please this in meselin ya mbok.then just take out the bread that Yola made from the microwave..," yolanda said to mbok Mar who is still in order.

"Neither Non.later let mbok out.."

Yolanda rushed straight to the room.

"Non's heart don't have to hurry," exclaimed mbok Mar who saw Yolanda looked hasty.

*

Bara had just finished bathing, still wrapped in a towel that was only limited to the waist, exposing the body with his sixpack stomach, when his wife entered the room.

With a scented body of masculine perfume and a breath of invigorating mint smell filling every corner of the room, she intended to take on the clothes in her closet.

Ceklin..!

"Lah.happily..," said Bara as soon as he saw his wife enter the room and approached him.

"What happened to mas..?." said Yolanda who was still pounding if she saw the husband with a seductive look like that.

Bara approached his wife and kissed and whispered something..

"It just so happens that you came. pas mas Bara kepingin darling.."

Yolanda's forehead wrinkled slightly then blushed to hear it.

"Basar bawdy..," cried softly Yolanda until it blushed even more as Bara got closer and began to embrace her.

"You want to join Bara's mas..?." Said Bara who was still wrapped in a towel hugging his wife from the side

"Ihh..," said Yolanda who began to feel a breath of freshness on her cheek.

Instantly goosebumps his skin because of the crackle and whisper of coal in his ear.

"I.Where are you?" asked Yolanda a little stuttered trying to control herself more pounding when her husband increasingly tightened his embrace.

Bara did not immediately answer his wife's question, when in his taste the wife only resigned when slightly led to the bed by him.

"Mash. p.p.pintunyah. b.belumh... in the pot...," softly Yolanda muttered a little sigh, among the kiss of Bara that had spread to his wife's neck.

Without being asked twice Bara immediately rushed to lock the door because he wanted to finish his business immediately.

**

Opa Santosa had been waiting downstairs after taking a bath, according to his promise at ten o'clock to go to the gallery with Bara.

Om Jhon was already in contact with Bara if he wanted to play to the gallery.

"Where the child wants ten o'clock has not yet come down..," muttered Opa when mbok Mar passed by.

"So quiet.?.?.Where is..?."

"Mr Hendrawan and Madam Nursanti just came out big master."

"do you see Yola.?" asked Opa to mbok Mar.

"Non Yola went to the upper room of the great master, when the young master finished the sport earlier."

"Oh.," said Opa Santosa quietly, then walked into the living room and then turned on the TV and watched it.

Half an hour later Bara was seen coming down from the top floor accompanied by his wife who also looked neat.

As soon as I saw Opa was neat Bara became unpleasant.

"Sorry ..Opa so wait for us..," said Bara slowly bowed a little.

Opa Santosa smiled and looked at Yola who looked fresh.

"You're coming too..?."

"Yes Opa...at home continue to own bosen..," said Yolanda while sitting next to Opa.

"Lho was sitting down.., ayuuk was out in the afternoon," said Opa as he stood up and began to walk outside.

"After Opa Yola was making homemade bread.will I make by it, then we eat together there.."

"You want to cook..? you mean ifa wants to jump into the kitchen.?,"

Yolanda nodded with a smile, "does Mas Bara like Opa home cooking, so I have to learn.." he said.

Opa Santosa immediately chuckled.

"My grandchildren are growing up now" praised Opa, smiling at Yolanda and Bara.

Yolanda slightly ran towards the kitchen unintentionally.

"Eeh..sayaang..don't run away.!," cried Bara with worry.

Yolanda immediately stopped hearing her husband's cries of concern, until in the kitchen it turned out that Mbok Mar had prepared the bread made by Yolanda earlier.

Mbok Mar just smiled.

"Thank you mbok.."

"Same non ..be careful.."

Bara and Yolanda immediately rushed after Opa who had walked outside, after bringing bread made by him who said it was successful for the size of beginners.

Outside Opa directly to his luxury car parked in the front yard was prepared by Joe's assistant.

"Joe.you use another car, let me be with my granddaughter..," Opa told his assistant.

Joe's assistant rushed into the guards' cars.

Bara sat in the driver's seat with Opa at his side, while Yolanda sat in the back.

The car starts to leave the main yard with a bodyguard and Joe's assistant follows him.

**

Tarjo looked surprised.The two cars entered the gallery page on Sunday, this time the gallery week is still off....but in the future Sunday will be opened as usual if the strength is sufficient.

"Yes. stop.!," cried Tarjo towards the two cars.

Tarjo smiled as the bodyguard car stopped in its supposed area.

But Bara deliberately wanted to prank Trajo, his car was still in advance walking slowly down the side of the gallery to the back.

"Weladalaah.!," cried Tarjo as he ran after the car that was driven by Bara.

"Sir..pak..pak stop..!!," again Tarjo yelled trying to stop the car.

"Modaar I. can be angry with Mr. Johnson.I later ..," looks grumbling Tarjo still running after the car Bara still running slowly.

Opa looked at Bara slightly wrinkled her forehead, while Yolanda just smiled because she knew her husband was teasing Tarjo.

"Why don't you stop.kasian also the parking lotman ran after us..," said Opa Santosa slowly at last.

"He.he.he.he.did not pa Opa was a friend of Bara ..biar Bara kerjai..," Bara said chuckling.

"Weeh.semprul..Opa was deg degan afraid that you would deal with his parking attendant.he.he.he.," said Opa who also chuckled.

"Stoop boss..waduuh...!! kok ngeyel ..!!," said Tarjo when he caught up with the car and stood in front of the luxury car while wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Hearing no noise Om Jhon immediately came out of his private room.

"What is Jo.?..kok rame rame..?."

"Sorry Mr. Jhonson there is a guest.ngeyel.malah parking here.hos..hos..," cried Tarjo a little gasping for breath ngosan.

Tarjo is still facing Jhon while Bara has opened his car glass.

The originally tense face of Om Jhon immediately smiled to see who was coming.

"Loh..sir is not angry that there are visitors park his car here..?," asked Tarjo a little astonished to look at Om Jhon.

"Joe.. Tarjo...guess what..? look," said Om Jhon, pointing at Bara with his chin and smiling.

Tarjo immediately looked over.

"Ealaayahh...Boss bro to.. waah.ngerjain me the story earlier," Tarjo smiled wryly realized himself in the work of his best friend.

Bara laughs while getting out of the car and handshakes with Tarjo.

"Take a look inside the car," said Bara while trying to look over and see the contents of the car from outside.

"I don't look..," said Tarjo laughing happily.

Opa and Yolanda got out of the car and walked over to Om Jhon.

Everyone shakes hands before each one sits according to taste.

"This is my wife's Opa..Jo..," said Bara introduced Opa Santosa.

Tarjo immediately greeted with a slight bow.

"Tarjo sir.."

Opa Santosa smilingly nodded, before following Om Jhon walking towards his room.

Opa sits together in the front of the room Om Jhon is more comfortable chair like a guest chair for om Jhon.

Bara, Yolanda and Tarjo sit in the front seat of Bara's former room.

"Where mbak Tatik kang Tarjo..," asked Yolanda while handing over her homemade bread, "this is my bread we eat together ya.."

Tarjo smiled, "New vegetable shopping Non.kan now his job is to cook here." while receiving the bread parcel.

"Oh.yeah.sewhile Non.."

"i'd like to have a drink first..Non Yola drinks what? boss bro what..?."

"Teh only..," said the two.

Tarjo smiled as he raised his hand to make the letter O by linking his thumb and index finger which means "Ok" while walking up to two Opa who were still joking in front of the room.

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