Married Ex Wife
43. Unpatient

Fidgety!

Waiting for someone feels longer. Dylan decided not to go home this afternoon because of various affairs, but he was even more upset because his ordered food had not been delivered to his nose at all.

His tongue was no longer able to wait to enjoy every soup made by his wife.

While rubbing his chin, the man sat down while twirling his chair. He looked at the cell phone and saw the number of the Hero was there.

A thousand times he thought. “Contact now or don't?” He asked himself.

The words from Rian this afternoon were really disturbing. Sitting and staring at the window, Dylan raised his foot. Competing with his own single best friend.

“Rian is definitely just bluffing, his taste is not Carnation, is not!” He tried to calm himself.

But over time the disturbing thoughts increasingly make his body unpleasant to be silent.

The sound of a step sounded, the longer it became clearer, the sign that the step belonged to Tera. “Sure Tera is coming with Carnation,” his actual murmur was a wish from his own heart.

He immediately corrected his sitting position. Stifled back, lowered legs, then hands on the table with eyes focused on the screen. To further convince, his right hand holds the mouse while pressing ‘klik’ pretend.

Tok tok tok tok

The expected door was heard. “Ya, login!”

Acting unconcerned, Dylan's eyes continued to focus on his laptop.

But there is an odd, the sound of the shoes belongs only to a Tera. But Dylan prestige to look up and check it out.

“Draws!” the door without looking at Tera.

The blond girl smiled, in her heart she said, “Tumben Mr. Dylan already knew if I would submit a report.”

“This, Sir. Please check for Jasmine house project report in Jakarta this week.”

What Dylan expected was a bushel containing rib soup, but the ones that reached his hands were even files that were quite wide in size.

Dylan looked at his hand, then his gaze shifted to Tera. The girl came alone? He was automatically confused, looking for maybe behind Tera there was another person coming.

“What else are you looking for? What documents do I provide less?” tera asked who was also confused.

“You alone?” ask Dylan at the end.

Tera nodded. “Why? Mr Dylan looking for someone?” ask Tera back.

Dylan shook his head while fixing his tie. “No!” answer it briefly and coldly.

“Go!” The man shook his hand to let the secretary go.

“Oh, hey, Tera!” Dylan called back Tera who was a few steps further from his desk.

“Ya, Sir,” answered.

“It ... anu .. soup ... igaku soup?” The boss looked nervous as he asked about the rib soup. Either out of doubt or out of prestige.

“Oh, I called Bu Anyelir using the phone number you gave me. You do not worry, he said he wanted to come here,” replied Tera trying to convince.

Dylan nodded as well. “Good, if so. Go!”

“It ... anu!” Dylan wanted to call Tera again, but unfortunately the secretary girl had even walked out of Dylan's room first.

*

Meanwhile at the Bagaskara family home. Fragrant rib soup back out from the direction of the kitchen, it calls the family members to peek where the source of the delicious and delicious aroma began.

“Honey, you cook again?” greet Mrs Lastri who happened to be passing by and smelled a pleasant aroma from the kitchen.

“Ah, this is Mr. Dylan to be escorted by iga soup,” replied Anyelir while stirring the soup.

“What? Dylan asked you to deliver iga soup?” Lastri was a bit surprised, not usually the child asked for attention from his second wife.

While with Andin first, although they look very friendly but Madam Lastri never saw Dylan asked to be sent dishes by his wife.

“Iya, Mom. Is correct. His secretary named Tera called me,” replied Anyelir solemnly. He didn't even think it was something strange about a Dylan.

Because all this time Dylan had often told Carnations to do this and that.

“I'm just weird, he never wants to be made by us. Even he himself never demanded Andin to make provisions,” explained Lastri while staring at the soup that was boiling on the stove.

“Oh, so? So this is the first time Mr Dylan has asked for supplies?” Carnations asked back.

Madam Lastri nodded.

“It's mature yet?” lastri asked while pointing at the piece of ribs that were there. “It looks so good, Carnations! Can I ask for it?” Lastri put on a pair of eyes.

Carnations couldn't bear it, actually he was about to send all the soup to Dylan.

“Yes, it's cooked, it's tender. Because before, this meat had actually been boiled briefly by Bi Ai. We're splitting the two is okay, ma'am. One for Mom, another for Mr. Dylan,”, said Anyelir while turning off the stove.

Instantly the sound of air bubbles that burst when the boiling vegetable immediately stopped and the atmosphere of the kitchen was quiet again after the sound was not there. But even though the sound of boiling water was gone, the pleasant aroma did not stop at all.

Lastri instead directly took the bowl and thrust it near the pot where the vegetables were cooked. “Mother is like Rio if you are asking for a meal.” He chuckles to himself.

Carnations also shook their heads. “That's okay, it's still human, ma'am. This please.”

The beef ribs were poured first over the bowl that Lastri brought.

“Let Anye take it, Mom. Mom just wait at the dinner table, because I'm afraid this will spill.” Carnations take over the bowl that the in-laws carry.

“Alright, then. Thank you, yes, dear.” Lastri also left the kitchen and headed to the dining room which was not far from the position of Carnation cooking vegetables.

Moreover, this house uses the concept of open space. Where there is no barrier wall between the living room, dining room and kitchen. So that Lastri could still see the daughter-in-law gracefully pouring soup for her.

“Anyelir, I wish you a long match with Dylan. Mom and dad would be happy in old age if you were our son-in-law,” muttered Lastri alone.

Shortly after Lastri's muttering was over, there was Carnation carrying a bowl of soup. “My mother brought me a little rice, maybe it will be eaten with rice.”

“Thank you,” Lastri said while fixing her glasses. He also sipped the soup until his taste buds playing in the oral cavity made a decak sound three times. “It's very tasty.”

Hearing the praise from her in-laws, Carnations smiled in embarrassment.

But when she was about to return to the kitchen, the phone placed in the dining room sounded and there was the name of her husband listed.

“You can go back to the kitchen, let me take care of Dylan.”