Love As Dosed?
The Failed Experiment

"Where, Ma?" ask Ayana please worry.

Today he is experimenting to make nastar cakes. Saga a few days ago made a request for something by him, because after their relationship was inaugurated Ayana never made anything else for the man. Yeah, how'd the guy go. Ayana and her magic real soul yes, of course back again.

"She was for the first experiment. It can still be eaten, Na," commented Kartika, "the filling is quite good according to Mama, so how helpful," he continued later.

Coincidentally Kartika most anti if asked to make a nastar cake, if any cake he still wants, but if this typical cake is Lebaran, Kartika give up first. Because since young first, he quite often tried to make a cake nastar when ahead of the Eid. However, the results never worked.

After hearing the comments of the mother, Ayana felt more confident and immediately decided to take her to the Saga house. Eagerly, he immediately arranged his homemade nastar cake into a jar. After feeling beautiful and neat, he went straight to the house of Saga. It's good that if the lover's house is near this, he does not need to bother getting stuck in traffic just to meet the idol.

"Mas Saga!" ayana yelled into Saga's house, "it's already there."

"Bikin what?" Saga who seemed interested immediately put down her laptop and welcomed Ayana. Because otherwise, the woman would have been sulking all day.

"Nast."

A hesitant expression was immediately visible on the man's face. "Can you?" tanyanya was not sure. Because of how hard to make nastar including quite complicated category. Especially for the type that is a bit lazy like the future wife. Suddenly he doubted.

"Yes, his name is just learning. Cobain, yes, Mas, said Mama is good."

"Related?" Saga still looked hesitant and unsure, "have you tried?"

With her innocent face, Ayana immediately shook her head quickly. "I made this special for Mas Saga. So Mas Saga used to be the one who tried."

"Cheat," Saga commented with a slightly unaccepted expression. However, he took the cake and started eating it.

"Where?" ayana asked starting to get anxious. Moreover, Saga's flat face was hard to guess.

Saga did not immediately comment. The man stood up and hurried to leave.

"Where are you going, Mum?" ask Ayana wonder. However, the man did not retaliate and continued to step up. Shortly after, the man returned with a bottle of cold mineral water.

Oh, take a drink, it turns out.

"Where, Mas?" ayana asked still anxious, because she never got an answer to her question earlier.

This prospective husband is indeed the most good at making himself over thinking and curious.

"Do you want an honest answer or not?" ask Saga carefully.

"Yes, honestly dong, Mas," answered Ayana quickly, then she began to worry that her homemade nastar was really bad, "Why, Mas? Is it that bad, my nastar? Not very good?"

Saga shook her head and then drank the water again.

Ayana did not understand the meaning of the man's head.

"It's not good, is it that bad?" ayanna asked impatiently. He started to get a little upset because Saga seemed to be playing it.

"Not good," replied Saga honestly in the end.

Ayana. "Seriously bad, Mom?" he asked as if he could not believe it. The mother only answered fairly, but the prospective husband immediately replied not delicious?

Prospective husband is a high uphold of honesty or indeed can not be a little pleasing his partner? Inner Ayana was astonished to be mixed with annoyance.

Ayana still looks like she can't believe it. What did that guy just say? Can't eat anymore? So is that as bad as the results of his nastar?

"But the word Mama stuffing besides him already quite loh, Mas, when you comment is very evil, immediately say not delicious." Ayana scowled sadly, however, domineeringly upset.

Saga suddenly felt guilty. He took a short breath. "I don't like nastar, yes," he said. "Save your homemade fruit pie yesterday. I usually never like pie from any store, but make you good. Tomorrow make it, huh?" persuaded later.

Ayana immediately looked at the fierce Saga. "Enak. You think I'm unemployed who don't have a job, anyways tomorrow our schedule fittings our first clothes, Mas. It was as if playing around," his grunts were annoyed.

Of course he's upset.

"Yes, sometime if so," Saga replied in the end.

Ayana's expression still looked annoyed. "There's no time, yeah. It's good of you, abis nastar cake I'm not good, now ask to make pie? In your dream boy! You know, just go home with me," he said later.

Saga nodded no problem. "But don't ask to be persuaded, yes. My work is still not done."

Breathing was heard from Ayana's mouth. Although with a sullen face, however, in the end he nodded and agreed. "But if it's done, it's immediately persuaded. Don't wait to get coded, understand?" threatened later.

"Yes. Want to be persuaded by what ntar?"

Ayana immediately glared sharply. "Astagfirullah, Mas, that time use ask all? Dong initiative! That's his brain is pressed, don't just make money doang," he grumbled later. The girl's face looked very upset.

"Then ask astray on the street, baby," Saga replied as she grabbed her laptop back.

Ayana rubbed both her arms in horror. "No need to use alas, Mas, make goosebumps."

Because Saga is the type of couple who rarely calls himself dear. He thought he would feel flowery when called dear by the man, but it turned out he was wrong. There was even goosebumps and horror.

Saga immediately clucked. "Wrong again? Did you ask, turn to be called dear, protest too? How am I supposed to do?" Suddenly he felt wrong.

Ayana chuckles a little. "You're chatty now, are you, Mom?"

Saga took a long breath. "Here you want to make sure the debate first is I finished my work first?"

"Yes, continue! I'm h-home. Inget to the house later. And I want to be persuaded not to use the mainstream."

"Hm."

Ayana clucked in annoyance. "Strue answer dong, Mas!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Huft, I'm so jealous of her laptop. Every day on my bench, when do I try?" muttered Ayana while shaking her head and staring at her artificial nastar that Saga had rejected.

"Later malem," replied Saga suddenly. Both are still focused on staring at the laptop screen, "if you can't stand it," he continued to tease Ayana. However, his expression looked flat.

"Work, Mum! Pay for the expensive reception," cynical Ayana then go home soon.

Saga only glanced at Ayana at a glance then refocused on her laptop after making sure the woman actually went home.