
To the next morning, Archi woke up when he heard the adzan reverberating. Not wanting to cross paths with Agust because of the Frog Prince, Archi brought his work supplies and prayers to Kenji's room.
Not long ago Agust woke up from his sleep. His white hand touched the side of Archi's bed that was no longer inhabited.
"It seems like I overslept all night" he murmured while rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Where's Archi? Didn't he come home last night?" tanyanya sat on the bed and looked around the room.
"He went home, the candles were dead" Agust concluded. "And what is it?" his eyes were fixed on the paper bag on the study table. He approached the table and looked into the paper bag.
"It's a man's shirt" he said, pulling the shirt out of the paperbag. "Did Archi buy it for me? Very nice!" the poet put the shirt in front of his body.
"Ah..not necessarily this for me. I'd better wait if he'll give this to me or to someone else" Agust murmured.
With a carefree feeling he went to the bathroom to bathe and ablaze. After performing the shabuh prayer he went downstairs and looked for the whereabouts of Archi who had not been seen on his radar. However he could not see Archi in the living room and living room. Agust decided to head to the kitchen.
There I was cooking breakfast. On weekdays all the families will gather at the dinner table at 6 am.
"Mother-in-Law, how can I help you?" ask Agust.
"Oh yes, please prepare the ingredients for vegetable soup yes," Mother said.
"Sure," Agust put on his apron and prepared to cook.
Agust helps Mom cook in the kitchen. At exactly 6 o'clock the food is ready to be served at the dining table. One by one the members of the Archi family came to the dining table.
"Well, I have a personal assistant now!" exclaimed Dad while sitting on the dining table chair. Along with Archi entered the kitchen using neat work clothes.
"Yes, yeah dong! A more reliable assistant from the chef," praised Mother exorbitant.
The one praised gave his smile to Archi.
"Idiih.., which cat can cook. He knew to eat a doang," said Archi sirik while pulling one chair back for him to sit.
"Why come home late?" mother asked to put a small plate of thin black meat slices with sesame sprinkles on the table, in front of Archi.
"I had a meal with an office friend" Archi replied looking at the meat before her.
"Your husband cooked it, I left it for you last night," explained Mom as to how the meat could exist now. "Mother has warmed it, try it while it's still warm" she told him again.
"What'sthis? Black like this? A charred? It must be bad," said Archi. "But it's like that dish, did you forget my name...?" He tried to remember but still did not remember.
"Heuh.I can't believe Agust is cooking this," said Archi as he took a fork.
"Archi, when you still call your husband that name!" reprove Dad. "Call Aa, Mas, or Abang would be more appropriate," continued Dad made Archi amused to imagine having to call Agust with that designation.
"Yes Dad! Sorry," replied Archi. Then he poked the meat with a fork which directly he greedily entered into the mouth.
"Nake that loh!" dad said and then sipped coffee in his cup.
His enlarged eyes shone, Archi was stunned with a sense he had not expected before.
"Well, is it delicious? It feels authentic," asked Dad, confirming the corner of his lips.
"Yes, it's also good for Agust's cooking.., I mean Aa Agust," Archi's stomach was nauseous not because of his food but when he heard his voice calling Aa Agust's name.
"Great you can cook bulgogi, Korean cuisine. I just can't cook it," praise Mother who has been fascinated with the skills of the daughter-in-law who had rejected it.
"Well, is this bulgogi bulgogi? That famous Korean cuisine?" tanya Archi couldn't believe it.
"Yes. Norak it's you Archi!" his father's ridicule tucked a sense of pride in his voice because it has been above one level of young people about the culinary of contemporary food.
"Where does this cat have cooking skills?" thought Archi clenched his brows while looking at Agust. "Does this show that he's a human, not a cat?"
"Archi...," called Agust who suddenly appeared at the door of the room.
"Yahoo!" pekik Archi was surprised, turning to face Agust. "Just like you!" hugging his shoes.
Be aware the on mode is turned on by it. Afraid Agust launched his action to snatch his first kiss.
"You're avoiding me?" tanyanya approached Archi.
"Ngehindarin you? Why?" Archi asked back pretending not to understand. His heart was now pounding incoherently as Agust was getting closer to him.
"That, pray and get ready in Kenji's room" said Agust who was only half a inch ahead of Archi. Making Archi cornered at his study table.
"No. no. No." replied Archi trembling. He looks very nervous.
"Lies" Agust pushed his face against Archi's face. Archi put his face back, turned it to the side by closing his eyes.
"Ampuunn...!" archi's heart screams between fear and also thumping. "I'm not ready yet" he continued.
"Because of this, right?" ask Agust. Archi opened his eyes slowly and saw the Toad Prince's book plastered before him. Archi gawked at Agust who was holding the fairy tale book.
Agust retreated giving distance to Archi.
"So you're not gonna make me?" tanya Archi was a little relieved.
"You want me to force it?" ask back Agust flanked Archi's face with his palm and pretended to kiss Archi. Archi pulled his head back, wriggling.
"Yes, no" replied Archi.
"Yes," Agust released Archi's face. "I don't want to kiss you either,"
"Why do you make this room so romantic?" point Archi around the room that is still decorated with roses.
"I just want us to share, talk more intimately about our feelings," replied Agust.
"Our feelings? I don't know how I feel right now either" Archi thought as he put his tepek shoes on his feet.
"Maybe I can tell if it's true that I can break the curse through your intermediary" Agust continued.
"Curse again! You're really sure you're cursed?" archi Hardik.
"hey are. That's the only reason that my common sense can accept" said Agust so sure. "I already have a hint that I'm actually human. Kenji said I'm good at basketball and your mom said my subconscious holds the memory of my cooking skills first,"
"Yes my... You know it all because you used to pay attention to people playing basketball and cooking." Archi said.
"Can there be as much detail as the dose and material if you just pay attention?" agust is sure.
"Could do it," Archi murmured. "So far, the memory in your shadow is your view as a cat. So it shows that you're a cat" Archi said and walked out of his room.
Agust's shoulder fell down. How disappointed he was to hear Archi's argument that broke his belief lightly.
"Why is he like that?" gusar August in the heart. "Did he prefer the fact that I'm actually a cat?" his mind questioned while his eyes looked blankly at the back of Archi walking before him.
Agust faked his beautiful smile, "Why should he like me more? Wouldn't it be better for the fact that I'm actually a cat so he can escape from me weighing on his life, wouldn't you think?"
"Would you take me out or not?" tanya Archi who had arrived below left Agust who was pegging in the middle of the stairs.
"Oh yeah," half-running Agust down the stairs.
Agust also escorted Archi out of the fence.
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