Just Created For Me
THU*139

Before lunch Andra had said goodbye to Zara to come out of the restaurant because there was business.

With his motor sport Andra drove the motorbike to one place.

The scorching heat of the sun made sweat soak Andra's clothes, and in front of a simple house he stopped his motorbike.

"Excuse me sir, may I rest here for a while" Andra said to the middle-aged man who was cleaning his hoe next to the house.

"Yes please Den, please sit down" he replied kindly.

Andra smiled happily.

"Don't call me 'Den' Sir, just call me Andra" the handsome young man reached out his hand.

"I'm Nardi, just call Mr. Nar" he said to greet Andra.

"Why is the bike Nak Andra?" ask Nardi.

"This sir, this morning I forgot to check the gas, and when on the road broke down after I checked, the gasoline ran out."

Although difficult to accept common sense but Nardi did not take a headache, maybe he forgot to refuel for the expensive motorbike.

Nardi went inside the house to get a drink for Andra.

"Only this water that I can provide, drink" said Nardi presenting a glass of clear water.

And her true smile rose as Andra gulped down her drink.

"Thank you very much sir" answered Andra spontaneously, in this scorching weather a glass of clear water really means a lot.

"Father lives first into yes Nak Andra" said Nardi friendly.

"Yes, sir, please continue the work of the Father, sorry if my presence has disturbed Mr. Nar" said Andra politely.

"Ah it's okay, I'm even happy because there are friends to chat with."

Andra splashed her body in a rattan chair that already looked worn, as breezy as the breeze made her eyes feel heavy.

The location of Nardi's house which is quite far from the residential area makes the atmosphere quiet and comfortable.

After sending a message to Zara, Andra closed her eyes that were getting heavy.

An hour or so the handsome young man slept in his sleep, never did he feel as comfortable as this when outside his room.

He was only awake after a gentle pat on his shoulder that made him open his eyes.

"Son Andra get up, let's eat" said Nardi slowly.

Andra stammered, he circulated a look into the unfamiliar surroundings, then slowly consciousness began to recover as Nardi's friendly face greeted him.

"Wake up and wash your face and we eat together."

Like a buffalo that fits his nose, Andra follows Nardi behind him.

Andra was surprised by the taste of the special cuisine that greeted her taste buds.

He looked at Nardi fixedly, the man calmly focused on chewing his meal.

The cuisine is very simple but immediately gets a special place on the tongue of Andra.

"Eat a lot, this is all you can serve" said Nardi in the middle of his mouth chewing.

Andra nodded, despite living a simple life, but Nardi was so sincere in giving.

Simple clear vegetables and grilled fish that may be caught in the garden next to his house.

Nardi smiled with satisfaction, Andra was so greedy and excited, even the handsome young man could not help adding to his rice portion.

"Sir, this cuisine is really good, have you ever studied a cooking course?" ask Andra

curious.

Some chefs in his restaurant have cooking skills because they first take cooking courses and some even take school courses to the neighboring country, so if their cuisine tastes delicious then Andra was not surprised.

But his heart slipped after the middle-aged man shook his head, the delicious cooking cooked by someone with self-taught is a miracle.

Andra caught a glimpse of Nardi's fingers, looking as normal as the hands in general, but the taste created defeated the chefs at his restaurant.

"If you can do it, you will do it" answered Nardi honestly.

"Can you teach me how to cook?"

For a moment Nardi was silent, Andra looked at him with a hopeful look.

"For what?" short but broad question.

"I want to learn how to cook for my girlfriend" Andra said honestly.

"For a lover?"

Andra nodded, then told of his efforts when making a fried rice for Zara, although all the abilities he had muster but the results were still far from the word 'good enough'.

"The happy step of the girl who became your kekasi nak Andra" said Nardi, his heart warmed because he also had the desire to spoil the wife with his cooking but fate said otherwise, his beloved wife was first called by the Almighty.

"It's not her who's lucky sir, but I'm the one who's very lucky to get her heart" Andra took her phone and thrust it at Nardi.

"Look, beautiful is not it, among dozens maybe even hundreds of men who dream of getting his love, I'm the one who finally can get it" said Andra proudly.

Deg.

Nardi stared fixedly at the phone screen in Andra's hand.

He still clearly remembered the face, the same girl who had been invited by Manu who was none other than Gunawan's daughter.

"Dear him, sir?" ask Andra again with a proud face.

Nardi nodded spontaneously.

"You guys are very compatible" he said honestly.

"I want to make him happy for the rest of my life, sir, I want him to be my life partner who will accompany me until my time of weaponry even until I close my eyes later, only he I want to be, nothing else." Andra explained at length, he wanted to see the look on Nardi's face when Zara's face was none other than Gunawan's daughter he showed.

But Nardi really really saw the hue of his face.

Nardi saw a net of sincerity in Andra's eyes, a love so deeply implied clearly from his radiance.

Your rival is so heavy Nu, he murmured inwardly.

"If you want to make her happy, why don't you get married?."

"There's something important that I need to finish first, I want my girlfriend to be reunited with her father so that they can be reunited."

Andra really hopes that Zara can reunite with her father, and forgive the mistakes that Gunawan has made.

There was a sound of cars stopping on the side of the road in front of the house.

Andra and Nardi looked at each other.

Tok to tok.

Nardi slowly opened the door, then turned to Andra, because he felt he did not know the guest.

Andra tilted her shoulders to see the figure in front of the door that blocked Nardi's body.

"Oh Elu .." he said flatly, in a cautious heart, afraid that the message would be unreadable by Do.

"Damn Lu, make it difficult for people, already know there is no gasoline, still Lu use" said Do casually by giving an additional bonus of a toyoran to Andra's forehead.

Damn this rubbing ash, watch Lu if it has reached home, said Andra dongkol in the heart.

He had indeed advised Do to make a show that they were not Bosses and men, but were close friends.

"Sorry sir, he often bothers people" Do said, shaking hands with Nardi.

Nardi only smiled lightly and saw the silliness of the two's interaction.

With a cheerful face Do takes a small gallon of fuel from inside his car and pours it into Andra's motorbike.

His heart sings small, satisfied with the boss's mentoyor even though it's just a skit.

"Sir Nar, I'm welcome home, thank you very much for lunch."

Andra looked down respectfully and shook his hands in following Do did the same thing as his boss without knowing in front of him there was already a great danger waiting for him.