Love U Like FIRE's
The Inharming Atmosphere

"Meetingnya at nine," said Bima when he saw his sister and cousin were busy in the kitchen. He just got home from work tonight.

So did Andra and the Gods. They decided to go home to see what kind of busy their younger brother was. It's nice to see them busy in the kitchen rather than always taking care of their nails.

Is Bima really good?" startled Emilia was with her three cousins while staring at Bima, Andra and the God who appeared in the kitchen were still wearing her office suit.

"Must. That's what?" bima asked when she saw the plastic bowl covered with a bowl filled with a thick white liquid in her sister's hand.

"Keep for compote, mas," said Emilia while storing coconut milk in the freezer. He prefers to make his own coconut milk instead of using instant coconut milk.

Mayo and pastel risoles are ready and frozen. Tomorrow morning stay in the fry and packed.

"Do you need help?" bima asked who was directly approaching Emilia.

"Udah to finish. This is just a few," said Emilia with a sweet smile.

Bima gently rattled the peak of her only shadowy sister's hair.

"You do anything?" ask Andra while chugging pastels that are deliberately fried for snacks.

"Enak" God's response that had consumed two pastels. It's nice to have Emilia at home. His cousin is a hobby of cooking, and the results of his cooking are always delicious.

"Mayo, pastel, rainbow coats, red sugar pudding equal butter pudding. Tomorrow there will be a kolak kak." reported Zeta while lifting the tray containing butter pudding that will be stored in the refrigerator.

"Wooww," cried the God in admiration. It turned out that if there was Emilia, her other three sisters could be empowered to the maximum, she laughed in her heart.

It looks like they are happy to do it, Bima's mind with the pull of the corner of the lips upwards.

"Great," praised Andra for swallowing half her pastel.

"It's delicious" he praised again in an indistinct voice as he chewed the rest of the pastel.

"Slow down just said, brother. If grandma knows can be angry," said Maria reminded while patting Andra's shoulder made others chuckle. Remembering the reprimand of Grandma on the god kemaren.

"Let's help us sort out," said Bima change the topic. He took off his coat followed by his two cousins.

"That's it, mas," forbid Arinka. "My handsome brother's sister rested. Kan, tired just now from the office," prevent it again.

"The pa pa pa. We also need refreshing. Sometimes different from office work," interrupted Andra while bringing dirty equipment to the kitchen. The god himself took a broom and a rasp to remove the plastic waste and the rest of the flour on the floor. Bima helps keep the equipment that is still clean to the glass cabinet. Some of the servants who were there smiled broadly at the behavior of the three young masters.

"Young master, young lady, anyway if nyuci remain Bik Puji," sambar Bik Puji while taking foam and dish soap before it could be touched Andra.

"Bibik wants to be helped even nolak. Rarely do you bik, young master wants to wash dishes," as always Andra chuckled with the God who saw a unique event just now.

Usually his cousin tender contention, now even the seizure of foam and dish soap.

"A washing arena has a bibik, yes," said the woman who had hung around in her fifties firmly, but in her bibirmya there was a very wide smile.

This atmosphere is always missed, if there is a young lady Emilia will always be rame in the kitchen, the inner bik Puji is moved.

Now all the young ladies have returned, gathered as before. Bik Puji was very happy. Also looking at his young master young master who could smile and laugh freely. It was as if the burden of the past had disappeared along with dozens of long-ago times.

From behind the doorway between the kitchen and the living room, the grandmother shed tears. It's been a long time like this and I miss it. Just like bik Puji. Sekaramg, the day in the big house will not be quiet again.

Since her husband went to prison, the company's shares have dropped dramatically and her grandchildren have experienced bullying in the school environment as well as in the upper-class community. Therefore, all his grandchildren were transferred to schools abroad.

"Mama," called a handsome middle-aged man. Beside him was a woman who was also still beautiful even though she was no longer young.

"Revi," Grandma cried as she hugged her first son with a sobbing. The woman embraced her in-laws and her husband. Apparently, since then both have noticed how her mother smiled while crying with various feelings. Moreover, the cheerful boisterous voice from the kitchen. Their children and nephews will restore the happy atmosphere as before.

Grandma was very moved by the toughness of her three sons in rebuilding the family company until she could rise again and even advance rapidly. Especially since the help of his three great-grandsons. The storm has passed. But the memory of her husband still hurts her heart.

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Arjuna stared at the door of Emilia's unit which was still tightly closed. And quiet as always.

"Didn't he come home?" mumbling slowly. Though he had deliberately returned to his apartment, refused Galih's invitation to have fun.

Once again he glanced at the door of the unit next to him before pressing on his room password. He looked again before entering his room.

Arjuna let out a disappointed sigh as he stepped his foot inside his unit.

Once inside, Arjuna walked into the dining room and sat there quietly.

He still did not expect that the cabean chili girl was even having breakfast in her unit. If he knew that he was visiting was the residence of the person he was avoiding, Arjuna smiled quite widely. It would have been nice to see his surprised reaction if he suddenly appeared.

Arjuna rubbed his face in annoyance. Why should he think of that shitty girl. His mission is to play games. No more.

Arjuna exhaled an annoyed breath before entering into his room.

She undoes her intention to go to the bathroom when her phone vibrates.

From the sales staff of this apartment who requested data on the owner of the unit next to his room.

"Night, young master,."

"Do you know who bought the next unit?" asked Arjuna impatiently as he let go of his tie.

"Name Miss Emilia Riswana."

"Don't have his surname?"

"That's just the name on his identity card, young master."

"Do you know why the unit was left empty?"

"Says he went to school abroad, young master."

"Okay, thanks for that."

"Same as young master."

As soon as the phone connection was cut, Arjuna massaged his head slowly.

"Stay waiting for the license plate number info of the vehicle," he murmured again then continued the step of entering the bathroom.