Let Us Unite
Part 44's. You Look More Beautiful and Sexy
"Eating up Mama wants to meet Mama's client! You're at home with Papa."
"Follow Ma" whined Tristan.
"Yes, you are ready there! Mama's gonna change her clothes, too."
"Okay Ma." Both children went to his room.
Seeing that everyone was going to leave, Zidane hurriedly cleaned the dining table and got ready.
"Where are you going? Do you want to go back to Indonesia?" isyana asked when she saw Zidane was neat with his clothes. Isyana was relieved when Zidane finally gave up. He thought Zidane was his assistant.
"No, I want to go with you."
"What, wanna come?"
Why do I feel like everyone wants to take me.
"Let someone take care of the kids when you talk to your clients" Zidane said.
"You need a driver, right? Let me take you!"
"All right."
Zidane got into the car first then followed by Nathan.
"Mama is sitting in front of me just so Papa let us both in the back" Tristan said as he pushed his mother's body slightly.
"Where are we going?" ask Zidane. He is now sitting behind the wheel of the car.
"To restaurant B," said Isyana.
Zidane drove his car to the address Isyana mentioned.
"Alright we go down" said Isyana after arriving in front of the restaurant.
They got down and walked into the restaurant. Arriving inside Isyana's client was waiting.
"You sit there with your Papa" Isyana told her two children.
"Why not Ma?" ask Tristan.
"No, honey, even my mom's clients will be annoyed."
"Well then, let's get Pa down there!"
They walked to the table next to Ishana's seat and sat there. Ordering macaroon cakes and hot chocolate is the right dish in winter like this, let alone they have finished breakfast.
Isyana looked seriously talking to her client. A young and handsome man in front of Isyana looked enthusiastic with his chatter after seeing the dress design that Isyana offered. She wanted to order three pairs of wedding dresses for herself and her lover.
After negotiating about the price and feeling fit they decided to work together.
"Well if you fit my plan tomorrow you can take your future wife to the boutique for us to measure."
"Well deal yes," said the man, extending his hands to shake.
Isyana received a helping hand from his client but suddenly Zidane came to give up the position of the man's hand.
"No need to shake his hand for a long time!" zidane without feeling guilty.
Isyana glared at Zidane, but the one glared at him was a duck.
"Who?" ask the man to Isyana.
Before Isyana answered Zidane first replied.
"I am her husband."
For the second time Isyana glared at Zidane, but still the man was on his expression earlier.
"Oh her husband, huh? I'm sorry I was just discussing the wedding dress that I was going to order."
"There is no need to apologize because you are innocent" Isyana said.
"I apologize for the inconvenience" he continued.
"No problem, because there's nothing to talk about I'll excuse you first. See you tomorrow at your shop!"
After saying that the man passed from before them.
"Father of nothing!" isyana Protest.
"If it wasn't so sure she wouldn't let go of your hand."
"As for you," said Isyana Lazy. Then he went to the table of his two children.
"Yes Ma."
Finally they now headed to the boutique, but only to deliver their mother because after that they chose to follow Zidane back to the restaurant.
"Why are we back here Pa?" ask Nathan.
"Papa wants to meet the chef here to learn how to cook."
"Did Papa want to be a chef?" guess Tristan.
"Yes but your special chef" Zidane replied with a chuckle.
"Papa's just been around. We eat instant noodles it's okay. Papa just look in the kitchen stock our instant noodles a lot." Their taste is like Indonesian. Maybe because the mother of indigenous people so little to introduce food from his own country to his two children.
"Because you can't eat instantaneously later
you can get sick!"
"Originally not too often I think it's okay Pa. The proof until now we are still in good health."
Zidane did not respond to the babble of his two sons. He is now focusing on driving.
After arriving at the restaurant, Zidane immediately contacted the manager of the restaurant and asked for permission to get direct guidance from the chef there.
After getting guidance from the chef, Zidane is now making his own food.
In the afternoon they came home with food made by Zidane himself. Today he learned a lot about making food but he only brought a soupe I' oignon is a typical French food made from beef with a mixture of onions so this food is commonly called french onion soup. She also cooks cassouleut, a French dish made from sausage and white beans. Zidane made this cassouleut at the request of his two children who really like sausages and all forms of processing.
Arriving at home, Isyana went home first.
"Where have you been until now?" ishana asked her two children.
"In company of Papa learn to cook," replied Nathan.
Isyana just scrunched her forehead, confused.
"Papa pas nyampe Indonesia want to open a western food cafe," Tristan timpal said while chuckling.
While Zidane had not focused on their talks but was more focused on seeing Isyana's performance.
Currently Isyana wears a short shirt and also knee-length shorts that display the sincerity of her calf. Her hair was also plastered upwards which showed her white and smooth tie neck.
Zidane was amazed to see Isyana. For Zidane today Isyana looks much prettier. His maleness soul thrashed. He swallowed his saliva looking at Isyana's current appearance.
"Is that so sir?" ask Isyana.
"Ah. What did you say?"
"Is it true that you are planning to open a cafe that sells western food?"
"Ti .. dak. Who said that?"
Seeing Zidane unfocused Isyana followed Zidane's point of view. It turned out that Zidane had not blinked to look at him.
"Geez!" Isyana was aware of her clothes now. He rushed into the room and changed his clothes.
He came out in longer clothes.
"Why should you change your clothes?" ask Zidane.
"I'm sorry I forgot that there's a grown man living in this house. As I recall, I only lived three with the kids."
"Why should I apologize? I prefer your clothes."
Isyana was silent.
"You look more beautiful and sexy" whispered Zidane in Isyana's ears.
Hearing Zidane's statement Isyana's body became goosebumps.
"Eh, is that what sir?" tanya Isyana switched the conversation.
"Oh this is the menu for our dinner later" Zidane said as he thrust a paper bag towards Isyana.
"Ah did not expect it turned out that you cheated too huh?"
"Mama don't have to worry, even though it is cooked outside, it's original cuisine made by Papa," said Nathan.
"Ah really?"
Seriate....
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