
Mama Qonita was initially surprised to hear Bimo wanted to go home.
"Loh..are you not in Europe ten days..? it hasn't been even six days to go home..?."
"Mas Bimo and Meytta are fine right..?," asked Mama Qonita in a worried tone.
Bimo smiled at the concern of his mother-in-law.
"We're fine kok mah.., just Meytta kangen homeland cuisine.kayak people crave."
"Want meatballs are just as common here there is no mah, which is similar anyway there ..but not as delicious as the original," said Bimo Back.
Hearing that, mama Qonita immediately sounded cheerful.
"Maybe it is a cravings mas.aduuh.mama very happy, hopefully mama soon carrying grandchildren," said mama Qonita jubilant.
Bimo smiled, hearing that his mother-in-law was no longer worried.
"Yes.it's so..Bimo closes first, tomorrow afternoon from here" Bimo said before ending his phone call.
At that time in France it was still late afternoon in the country it was already night.
**
"What time do we leave??" Meytta asked Bimo.
"Dear dear..flights around.. unit hours, why.??," asked Bimo while looking at his wife's face that looked bright back.
"Tonight walk while shopping yuuk mas.."
Bimo chuckled at his wife's request.
"You are funny. yesterday hastily went home, now it seems fun even want to walk and shop..," said Bimo while approaching and embracing his wife's waist and hugging her.
"Mmm.I also do not know mas .., while still want to vacation but sometimes kangen and pingin really food in the country."
"Yes. udaah.we rest first later tonight we walk and shop."
"What do you want to shop for.?" said Bimo.
"Just fashion here.kan here including one of the world fashion center mas."
"OK.."
they then joined hands to walk towards the middle room of the apartment.
**
It was a little dark, and in France it was longer than night.
They were still sitting together on the balcony looking at the twilight atmosphere in Paris.
Enjoy a cup of coffee and biscuit bread served on a small table in front of him.
"If I'm really pregnant.mas Bimo wants a boy what a girl.?.?" asked Meytta, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.
"What matters is healthy and being a child who is Sholeh or Sholehah and devoted to parents" said Bimo while holding his wife's body.
"If I want him, son, let's take care of us tomorrow" said Meytta.
"Indeed, if the girls can't take care of it."
"And if the girls continue to get a husband like Bimo mas can also take care of the family," said Bimo while patting his chest in an arrogant style.
Meytta smiled, hearing her husband's words.
It is true what the husband said, both boys from children who are devoted to religion and parents will be proud and happy parents...even to death the child will always flow the reward for both parents.
Conversely, both boys and girls if not dutiful even trouble makers will even tarnish the name of both parents and family.
"Yet Bimo pingin mas have children how many...? ask Meytta back.
"Mmm...three ..or. four..," said Bimo steadily.
"Ishh.
"Kan Mas Bimo once said to you, baby."
"Remember not.pas we chat while eating time there is a pack of Joko and Bu Siti at home, mas Bimo.padi right," explained Bimo back.
"You don't want a lot of kids..?."
"Yaa.seneng mas.tapi." Meytta hesitated a little.
"But why, baby..?."
"I'll be ugly if I have a child for a little while" Meytta said, a little worried.
"Continue Bimo is no longer dear to Meytta," Meytta said.
"Hehehe..ngak kalan mas Bimo behaved like that dear," said Bimo with a thick mentoel cheek his wife.
"Aamiin.maybe Bimo still love Meytta forever," said Meytta while looking up his hands.
"Aamiin..," said Bimo while kissing his wife's cheek affectionately.
The frequent flickering of stars in the sky replaces the task of the sun, along with a small crescent moon that still looks thin at the western end.
Both husband and wife are still busy hugging while enjoying the dim atmosphere before ending her because of performing the obligations of a Muslim.
**
"Yosef was told to drive us tonight" Meytta asked her husband.
"So the hell is it..honey..all take us to dinner,"
"Mas Bimo said what time..?."
"Eight o'clock tonight."
"Yaa..udah.aku and her groom later aja mas..?," cried Meytta because her husband was still walking towards the room to pick up his cellphone.
"Yeah.honey.." cried Bimo from inside his room.
"We wear casual clothes aja dear.biar comfortable walking her way," Bimo told Meytta after coming out of her room.
Meytta nodded following what her husband said.
**
At seventy-thirties local time Meytta and Bimo were already preparing for dinner and shopping.
Bimo wears navy blue jeans with black long-sleeved shirts wrapped in a thick jacket of matching color.
While Meytta uses Jeans and milk chocolate tops with a thick jacket and a feather jamper that looks beautiful in its clothes.
All the clothes they wear are branded clothes.
The two had already descended in the lobby waiting for Joseph's invitation.
Not long before the two were there, Joseph was approaching.
"Good night ladies and gentlemen, the car is already ahead" Yosef told Bimo and Meytta, who were sitting in the lobby of the apartment.
Bimo and Meytta walked over to a car parked in the lobby.
"I'm sorry I didn't see you earlier" Bimo said with a smile as he looked at the car that Yosef was driving there.
Joseph opened the door for the two, then he himself entered the car.
"Where are we going, sir.?" asked Joseph politely.
"We want to have dinner first.is there a restaurant that can be our destination.??," asked Bimo.
Yosef was silent for a moment, probably thinking.
"What about Le train bleu.mistress?" asked Joseph.
Meytta immediately browsing on his gadget.
"How dear.??," asked Bimo who saw his wife browsing about the restaurant.
"It seems to fit.."
"Ok.we are there..," Bimo said upon hearing his wife approve what Yosef recommended.
The car drove towards the restaurant.
From the outside, the grandeur of the restaurant was felt.
The three of them entered the restaurant, in fact Joseph had rejected it but Bimo forced him.
Bimo and Meytta ordered one table while Yosef, who did not want to disturb his young master and mistress, chose another.
Le Train Bleu is an iconic restaurant with a magnificent atmosphere.
Suitable for those looking for a different atmosphere at dinner.
The collaboration between The Train Bleu and Maison Rostang offers luxurious cuisine but still with a local French twist.
The dishes served are mostly those rich in broth.
When eating this food spoonful after spoonful it feels like time stops and makes both of them get swept away in the taste of food that is so delicious clutching the tongue.
"Mm. yummy is really big..," said Meytta.
Bimo smiled happily as his wife seemed to be enjoying the meal.
Some time both enjoy the atmosphere of a romantic dinner at the place.
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