Love Language
Handful day
Finally mas Rio took me to his house which is one city with me and my family lives, too,because it happened that Samuel went home to his parents and Mr. Pras also returned to his residence because there were still some Rio mas work that he had to finish.
Yes, that's how Rio mas, he will have no end if the matter of troublesome matters and make a fuss Pras his personal assistant. As if there was never any rejection at all the personal assistant was so obediently immediately implement whatever the boss said.
"Mas, I have a lot to study for next week's exam preparation."
Whimper me when his hands do not stop doing activities against me.
"Alright, study and I'll cook lunch for us."
He replied, having to stop his messiness with me.
"I'm sorry...."
I kissed her soft cheek.
"Don't tease me, baby!"
I just smiled mischievously looking at her irritated behavior that lazily walked away leaving me alone in the room.
I am still focused on a stack of books in front of me smelling the aroma of appetizing cuisine to disperse my learning concentration.
"Hemm smells so good about his cooking,"
I said as I walked slowly sniffing and looking for the source of the aroma that was definitely coming from the kitchen of this house.
Sure enough I found Rio mas who was serving his cooking at the dinner table, it looks like the cuisine was just finished in masaka visible from the smoke above the dish that was ready on the dining table.
"Hmmmmm, it smells good."
Praise me while pulling a chair to sit down.
"Just be praised?"
I asked while getting back up closer to him.
"The money!"
His hand immediately grabbed my waist and closed my body to his body.
"We taste first, good later I give you a wage. Heehee...."
My God kissed her cheek.
"You're getting braver now, aren't you?!" ledek mas Rio to me chuckles.
The time felt so fast passing, it did not feel difficult afternoon and the time for Rio to return to the city where he lived.
Especially next week he said there was a meeting with an important client and then after that he had to go out of town for work. Maybe this is our last meeting before we will be separated again by space and time because of the busyness of each.
We had returned to my parents' house before Mr. Pras the personal assistant mas Rio came to pick him up to return to his natural habitat with a myriad of activities that made him very busy.
In just a matter of hours we met and in a matter of a few minutes to come we will be separated again in a period of time how long. Because it was the busy Rio mas who made our meeting schedule became no longer able to be organized like our promise before the bena2-completely separated as it is today.
It was originally according to plan, which was once a week we had to meet. But because it is reality often can not be in line and in line with the expectations of humans themselves.
We were gathered in the living room of our house. Sitting four of them on the sofa in front of the tivi which is still lit.
We chatted while occasionally joking, maybe even the sound of our laughter was heard to the front of the house or even from a neighbor's house.
The sound of a horn that is no longer foreign in my ear, it is the sound of a car horn Mario who is now being driven by Mr. Pras.
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