Knitting Tangled Yarn.
DEMAND DEVAN.
"God asked for chicken claw soup and fried chicken made by Mama," replied Tara who made Sascha surprised.
"Isn't that the menu I made two days ago?" ask Sascha.
Hearing the claw soup, Dita awoke from her sleep. He looked at Sascha's face while shaking his head.
"Ma,'' call Dita.
"What's wrong?" tara asked who was looking at the princess's face.
"Two days ago Kak Dewa had made the same Kak Sascha red rice. chicken claw soup and also fried chicken," replied Dita who made Tara and Chloe surprised.
"Is that true?' tara asked who was starting to get suspicious.
'That's right. To the point that I was protested against the same other. Is that all in a few days anyway?" answer Sascha who remembers the words of Bima.
"Then?' ask Tara.
"It could be that God is now craving for claw soup constantly. We are in Indonesia, we can look for chicken feet" replied Chloe who did not want to defend the gods.
"Oh yes, ma. I mah agreed. The menu is very easy to make. Rather than anything else" Sascha said.
Sascha is already an expert in making claw soup. Even that claw soup had already made the Gods fall in love. But for now, the Gods desperately want Tara's claw soup.
They decided to sleep together. Sascha has a very special bed. The mattress can fit as many as five people at a time.
Four o'clock marks dawn. Sascha and Dita opened their eyes first. They deliberately did not stand up. They were waiting for the two middle-aged women to wake up.
Within seconds, Tara and Chloe wake up. They stared at the faces of their two daughters in unison.
"Hmmp... if rich is so good how is it?" ask Chloe.
"We better take a walk to breathe the morning air in the village. The air here is still not polluted with anything. I'm sure Mama will like it. Even my mom is very comfortable living here. Away from the chaotic atmosphere of the city," replied Sascha who gave a suggestion to Chloe.
"My idea was very good. Then we wake up and go shopping," Tara asked.
Meanwhile, the sleeping God is disturbed by Devan and Gerre. The two middle-aged men did it on purpose. Because the gods have promised to take him away to breathe fresh air.
"Wa,'' call Gerre while shaking the body of the God. "Let's get up."
The god who is still sleepy can only resign with his two papa. God got up and threw the blanket.
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The weather is very cold right now. The god went out to the kitchen. He washed his face and brushed his teeth.
After that God came out of the toilet while clutching his body because of the cold.
"Hufth...it was cold this morning," complained the God to the sound of Devan's ears.
"Usually in New York you are not cold like that.in fact, you directly fall into the snow," ledek Devan who knows the habits of God when the snow falls.
"That's different, papa. I often play in the snow. But not rich gini cold. The cold sensation here feels comfortable. If we are walking while exercising in the morning. It feels different from this," explained the God who made Devan understand.
"Come dech then.. We don't have to stay here for long," asked Devan who looked at Gerre had left them.
As they headed forward, Sascha and Dita came out first. The god stopped and looked at Sascha's face.
"Where are you my darling?" ask the God who pretends to be romantic.
"I'm not going anywhere. I just wanted to get them to breathe the fresh air in the rice fields. After that we will go to the rice fields to find chicken feet,". replied Sascha who was listened to by Devan.
"Hmmp. occasionally you look for a cow's tail. Papa wants you to cook a beef tail made of soup," Devan's pinta.
"That's papa oxtail soup" chirped the God who confirmed what Devan said.
"Do you want to eat that baby?" tara asked who heard the chat from behind the door.
"Yes, I seem to really want that food" replied Devan, who received approval from Tara.