
Harsa hurriedly placed the soto sauce bowl on the nightstand. It does not matter though some of the sauce falls scattered on the floor surface of his room. Harsa ran to chase Seolla, near the stairs, there was a coincidence that Hani seemed to want to go up.
"Hani, please catch that Seolla!" exclaiming Harsa who has missed a few steps of the stairs, want to melewatin two steps at the same time fear ntar nyungsep.
"Why?" ask Hani confused look who's chasing again.
"The important thing is to catch it first, most of it is in-law!" bales Harsa was half panicked.
"Sir, Hani. Lo move!" exclaim Seolla.
It's not hard for Hani to catch Seolla. That doang, he easily caught Seolla's hand so he could not run again.
"Please me, Hani. please~" pinta Seolla pleads.
The doang body is small, but if the energy affairs of the Hani can be pitted, just like the Jillian, so do not be surprised if they are married.
"Wait a minute! That's Brother Harsa wants to talk." bales Hani.
"Gue doesn't want to talk to her!" said Seolla already showed me the face of Kesel.
"Why?" ask Hani curious.
"Hani, don't take it off!" Harsa more and more cepetin steps he made down the stairs.
"No, that's why!"
Harsa was bored downstairs, he took over Seolla's hand from Hani. Seolla was there to waste her face, face Harsa.
"Thank you, sister-in-law. You can go now." said Harsa.
"What the hell is it?" hani asked, still curious.
"It's just a small problem really, you've been there first." bales Harsa used a smile.
"Yes, if you need something I'm in the room" said Hani.
"Yes." Yeah."
Hani went back into the room.
Harsa saw Seolla who was still face-to-face. "Sir.."
Seolla cares.
"Well, we're talking behind me." take Harsa.
Want to not want Seolla to follow. He also really does not want to march with Harsa, so by participating in Harsa Seolla hope is only one, he can hear Harsa's explanation as clearly as well as the intention of Harsa really promise not to play secrets anymore.
"Sir, I'm in a mulu nut!" said Harsa use a sad face when they have sat on the sofa lounge with a view of the garden behind the Kawindra residence.
"Yes, the hunt is talking!" bales Seolla's.
"Where to start." murmured Harsa.
"It's me who gives you the question to answer!"
"OK." bales Harsa agrees.
"You ran out of the minimarket yesterday why is it like that? Macem people have seen ghosts." asked Seolla.
"Why not, deck.. I was just tired again at that time." replied Harsa.
"lik! The person before you was all right." said Seolla sebel.
"Save"
"Udah is free! If diterusin also will be muter-muter doang this talk, because from the beginning you have no intention to answer. I'm tired of not knowing!" sela Seolla's.
"Sorry, deck.. If I make you angry, sprain." Harsa. "I was wrong."
"So why are you sick but didn't tell me?" sue Seolla.
"Because I know you're busy, I don't want to worry you, your concentration is broken because I think about it. On the one hand you also need to rest after a tired day of work, I do not want you to follow the pain also because of the nyamperin I mulu here." explained Harsa.
"My girlfriend, my future fiancee too" replied Harsa.
"But why can't I worry about you? Can't take care of you if you get sick again? And you can't come here!"
"No, deck.. That's not. I have a gapapa, all right, just sick gini doang, now it's better. I don't want to be too attention-seeking. You just imagine if I'm the type of person who reported little, little bit to complain, long you will also be uncomfortable 'right?"
Seolla diem horrified, try to digest Harsa's talk.
"I don't mean to keep any secrets from you. If you're angry, kesel, I can understand. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry about you, deck."
Seolla's still diem.
"Sir.."
Seolla took a deep breath while Harsa was waiting for an answer from her prospective fiance.
"Promise not to repeat like this again?" tanya Seolla is actually still not satisfied to hear the explanation from Harsa.
But yes, rather than longer business. Seolla believes that in her heart that Harsa does not want to tell a story now maybe there will be a time later she will tell her own story at a later time.
"Yes, deck. promise." bales Harsa uses a smile.
"Don't just promise, mas. evidinin!"
"Yes, deck. Promise will prove to you, will not make you angry, worried as suspicious again." bales Harsa.
"Yes already.."
Harsa could smile again.
"Yuk now go back to the room, you were not ready to eat 'kan because of chasing me down." invite Seolla.
"Hehehe. yes."
"Eat there first! Let it not hurt anymore."
"Have you had lunch yet, deck? If you have not eaten together, I ask aunt to prepare her food at the dinner table. Soto made by aunty is very tasty, you must try it again if you play here." Harsa was holding Seolla's hand to head to the dining room.
Ngamuk tuh turned out to be exhausted too huh? Not wrong if now Seolla starved because it was raging with Harsa.
After the food is ready, Harsa Ajakin Hani to join, but he refused, again diet he said.
"Haven't you deck off aunt's cooking?" harsa asked after Seolla ate some of her soto bribes.
"Son, really." replied Seolla.
"Wouldn't I make one of the menus in a new business? Business restaurant with a foreign menu."
"Business mulu. The urucin used to be, mas. Your business is also a lot. Ntar if too busy even yourself are not care." bales Seolla.
"Canda doang, deck.. Anyway yes, I have learned several times to cook soto using this recipe just like aunty but that is, another hand taste. Only aunts can cook like gini. Want me to join the business as well as kasian because it is old" said Harsa ngocheh himself.
Seolla is eating.
For a long time Harsa became tired of himself and follow Seolla who again focused on eating.
"Bag.."
"What?"
"I just want to take 'in, don't expect you to come after seeing how sick you are."
"Why?" ask Harsa, I'm curious.
"Tomorrow there's an event at my house. Only relatives are invited to make a success of me who already can have my own home. At first I thought it was the right moment to get to know you to my extended family, but because your circumstances are not possible, yes you do not need to, just yet, there is still plenty of time to get to know you to them, not necessarily tomorrow." explains Seolla.
"I can come here tomorrow, right? What time?" ask Harsa who is enthusiastic.
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