
"Mama need not worry, even though it is cooked outside of this original cuisine made by Papa," said Nathan.
"Ah really?"
"It's Ma, we testified."
"God, you've turned your back on Mom. A little bit of your Papa."
"It's not Ma but it's the truth."
"Well mama will put this food first. You guys take a shower right there!"
"All right, Ma."
Both twins went to the bathroom as well as Zidane while Isyana went to the kitchen to pour the food into the bowl and dishes.
"Wah soupe a I' oignon, really no one's intention to make it."
After preparing the food Isyana checked the rice in the kitchen was still there so she served rice on the dining table.
After nightfall they ate together. Tells the story of the excitement experienced during going without his mother.
After eating as usual, Zidane and Nathan went to their rooms, while Isyana and Tristan chose to watch television in the living room.
In the room as usual Nathan was preoccupied with his gadget while Zidane was still pondering. His mind was filled with shadows of Isyana's face when if he wanted he could have looked at her outside.
"Why why?" nathan asked who saw Zidane looking agitated.
"Think about tomorrow's menu what should I cook. Papa forgot to shop for the ingredients. Turns out your mama's heart is harder than winning the tender. If it wasn't for wanting to hang out with all of you, then you'd be willing to do all this."
"Bikin sandwich aja Pa, usually if we used to breakfast that morning and the ingredients must have stock in the kitchen."
"It's Papa's check first."
Zidane went into the kitchen and checked. Once confirmed the material there he returned to the room.
"Where is Pa?" ask Nathan.
"You're right the stock boy does exist."
Tomorrow Zidane does not go to the kitchen too early because the menu he will make is arguably simple.
After making the sandwich Zidane chose to clean the house. Sweeping and wiping the glass she's doing now. Because his body is a lot of motion he feels sultry when the temperature outside is still cold due to rain last night.
"I'm helping Pa." Nathan showed up and helped his papa wipe the stuff that was there.
Zidane suddenly took off his top clothes and continued his work.
Instead of helping Tristan who has a ignorant brain instead directly photograph the sighting of Zidane and Nathan who again work cleaning the house then upload to his social media with the hashtag 'My hot daddy.'
Not to forget, he also sent the photo to the mobile phone of Oma Laras and also Dion.
Isyana who just came out of her room gaping to see the appearance of Zidane now. How not the handsome man with an oriental face mixed between Italy and Indonesia is now showing his stocky body shape and six pack belly. The sweat dripping on the body added to his masculine aura. Really flirting with faith. Isyana swallowed her saliva.
"Why see me like that?" Zidane, who had glanced with his tail, knew that Isyana was watching him.
"Good Sir! How could you sweat in this cold weather?" Isyana tries to distract herself because she is ashamed of being caught paying attention to Zidane. Even so he could not hide the red hue on his face.
"The name is also the refrigerator Ma is cold inside but hot outside" Tristan said.
"Boy!"
"Let's play Atan yuk! Darren said he misses playing with us" Tristan said as he pulled Nathan's wrist.
"No ah, I want to help you with papa."
"Had the boy there play so that papa who designed everything, at the very most just finished," said Zidane.
"Papa sure?"
"Yes. Mumpung you are still here if you have returned to Indonesia will not meet Darren again."
"Well Pa then."
Nathan follows Tristan's path to Lusy's house to meet Darren while Zidane approaches Isyana.
Hearing Zidane's words Isyana's face met even her face was now flushed red like a boiled crab.
"Ah no! isyana is lying.
Hearing Isyana being dishonest Zidane pulls Isyana into his lap. Their faces were close together, their eyes met. In a close position like this can be heard the heart both beating faster and rhythmically.
"Last brother!" Isyana. He has just been caught up in the charm of a Zidane.
"Sorry." Zidane felt guilty for his hands reflex earlier. She was afraid Isyana thought it was presumptuous.
Isyana ran out of the house and closed the door, it would be dangerous for her to be alone with Zidane. Not only is Zidane afraid that he is afraid of khilaf.
He now rests his body behind the door. That incident crossed his mind.
Actually in this heart there is still a little hate for you but I can not lie to myself that I love you too. There was never even the slightest intention in my heart to turn away from you. How could two different flavors exist in my heart?
Ishaa covered her face with both hands.
Suddenly Lusy was already nearby. "Why are you Dek?"
"Why not, sister. What's this brother here?"
"Your big brother's wallet was left here yesterday."
"But I'm not looking at my wallet!"
"Maybe tucked away somewhere let brother check." Lusy nyelonong went inside.
"Don't you, don't go in. Let Syasa be the one looking for." Isyana spoke while pulling Lusy's wrist out.
"Tumben Brother can't come in. Is there something you're hiding inside?"
"No, sister."
"If there's no one, you're in!"
"Don't Brother!" isyana said while shaking her head. His face looks clear. It even added curiosity in Lusy's heart. He still barged inward even though his path was blocked by Isyana.
"Good geez! Really cool checkered stomach! Anyway, Mr. Zidane is really a woman's dream."
"Sister."
"You are very stingy if there is sustenance for you, do not be alone!"
"That he said food should be divided!" isyana.
"Geez, Mr. Zidane, if you see a father like this, I want to be hugged and if I can I want to eat Father!" lusy said while holding both cheeks.
Jeez since when did Brother Lusy turn perverted like this.
"Let's get our brother out!" Isyana pulls Lusy's hand, but Lusy slams in.
"Look, I'm not satisfied looking at Mr. Zidane!"
"Mas Edward!" Isyana shouted to Edward.
"What the hell are you calling Edward instead."
"Sister forgot she had a husband." Isyana.
"Yes-yes I'm back. Watch out for Edward!" Forgetting about the original purpose.
"Sir's wearing his shirt! Do you want to tease Lusy?"
"Lusy is tempted or you?"
"Ah You say so even."
"Are you jealous?"
"Ah better I just go."
"Yes-yes I'll put my shirt back on."