LUTH'S LLAMAR
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Lyn menenteng rantang stacking three that has been filled with the menu of cooking. Bring that thing out.

“What is it, Lyn?” Ask Noah, Lyn's father who was sitting on the porch reading the time media.

“Eh, Dad. It's anu...” Lyn shyly, want to deliver food to Luth, but how to convey his desire? Afraid that her father misunderstood.

“Anu, the. What?” Noah was confused to see his nervous daughter.

“This side dish, want Lyn love to neighbor, Pa.”

“Oh... Make Bu Alisha? Yes, take it there!” noah said without suspecting that his daughter was putting her heart on Luth.

“Nah, yes yes. Make Ms. Alisha. Our neighbors rarely eat well. This is for Lyn to drop off first, Pa!” said Lyn then sauntered down the porch, past the spacious courtyard and entered the courtyard of Luth's house without a fence.

As usual, Lyn went straight into the house whose door was not closed after saying hello. He was very familiar with the house next to his house.

“Bu Lisa!” call Lyn while walking into another room after passing through the main room.

“Ehm! Hey, who are you?” luth's asking surprised Lyn.

Suddenly the girl turned to the source of the voice, looking Luth was lifting a bucket of clothes that had been dried from the washing machine, ready to be dried. As usual, the man's eagle gaze made Lyn not wart. Stared with a sharp look it feels like pounding like this, how about being stared at with a loving gaze? Ngarep.

No need to be asked how deft Luth does homework, he is used to washing dishes, sweeping and even cooking. He was very deft and sincere to do it for one purpose, taking care of his mother. Yes, every day he cooked food for the mother, made porridge, mashed his mother, also made herbs for the mother.

“You just finished washing clothes?” ask Lyn for a little chat. He knew every day that Luth was doing this activity. Where could Luth let his mother get tired of washing clothes. Never wash clothes, cooking is often Luth who does it.

Alisha does seem always healthy and looks like a strong woman, but her strength is clearly inedible with age. So that he is easily tired, tired and can not do heavy work. If he still regularly memaak, washing piriong, washing clothes, sweeping, mopping and cleaning the house, maybe he will be tired and sick. Every day, the woman is more focused on worship and doing light work, for example washing dishes and sweeping.

“New kayak this time just see me wash clothes. I asked, What are you doing here? Bring rantang again.”

“For whom?” Luth raised an eyebrow, stared hard and Lyn's face changed.

“For... yes for you same Miss Alisha. You're sick again, hit by a car because of me.”

“Not hit, doang serempet. Yes, here let me eat!” Luth approached the table, pulled up one of the chairs and sat there.

Gladly, Lyn put the bushel on the table. Accidentally, his arm was grabbed by Luth's arm while serving food.

Srrr. Strange, the arms are nagged, but the whole body is like electrocuted. Oh my, it feels bad.

“You're sick again, so I brought you this food. Count as my apology to you,” said Lyn rather groggy.

With an unappetizing gaze, Luth took the food using chopsticks, chewing it.

Twice the bribe, there was no response from Luth even though the man had swallowed the food.

“Not good?” ask Lyn.

Luth just raised an eyebrow, without giving an answer.

“Kok, no response whatsoever? Say good cake, what is it,” lirih Lyn feel discouraged, tired of cooking, but Luth's face looks slab when eating the results of his cooking.

“If you give sincere tuh people, do not expect praise.” Luth interrupted making Lyn pout.

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