
Bara really proves his words, all day he helps Syafira make cakes. In fact, he was willing to deliver cakes to the homes of Syafira customers. One more plus Syafira pinned for her husband. Besides being able to be a good father, being a prayer priest, he is also a good partner.
"Seeing om Bara like that is funny huh mbak. He does not look like a president," said Rani who is now standing next to Syafira saw Bara who was entering Box-box cake that he will deliver to customers.
"Sstt don't be hard.Later if he heard called om, angry he, not om-om he said,"sahut Syafira.
"What is mbak? And I still have to call what mbak, no way to call mas Bara kayak mbak Fira, too far age as I mbak," Rani seemed to think, because he was only eighteen years old. He did not go to college after graduating High School, exactly one year ago when he was seventeen because there was no fee.
"I am also twelve years adrift with Ran, but call him mas," Syafira smiled.
"But he's Fira's husband, it's only natural that I call him that. But yes mbak, the age of om Bara is again mature ya mbak. That's what we call an adult male. Pengin deh kayak mbak Fira, can be hot-hot so," said Rani.
"You want that widower?"
"It does not have to be a widower as well, which is important mature, handsome, rich and responsible like om Bara, hihihi,"
Syafira just smiled as she shook her head in response to Rani's words that sounded tickling in her ears. Maybe Rani thinks, Syafira lives lucky, gets a handsome husband, rich, mature, even lanhsung can bonus a cute and adorable child two. But for now, Syafira has not felt the lucky word.
"You only see the outside of Ran, if you know how my household really is, maybe you will immediately pull your words just now," his mind without fading the smile on his lips.
"Fir, it's done. Come on!" take Bara after putting the last box in the car.
"Yes Ran, I delivered the last cake first yes, all of you go home, later do not come back here. Are you okay alone?" syafira.
"It's okay" said Rani smiling.
"Thank you Bara sir for helping!" rani exclaimed as Bara was about to open her car door. He frowned when he heard Rani call him sir.
Syafira held back her laughter hearing Rani crush him sir and saw Bara's expression.
"Yuk ah mas buruan, will hunt in the afternoon. I miss these kids a lot" Syafira said.
Bara got into the car and drove his car. Along the road Bara just silent, even when finished delivering the order and now on the way home too much Bara silent, like thinking something.
"Mas Bara why stay quiet anyway? Tired? Who told you to help all that" asked Syafira.
"I'm just thinking Fir again" Bara replied.
"What do you think he is? Until the forehead shrivels so, do not mostly cringe mas, will actually get old quickly, I'm hard to worry about it," joked Syafira.
"That's what I think of Fir again" he said.
"That's what mas? What's clear is that when I talk, it's just a piece of where I understand,"
"That pace, he said college can be a scholarship, but begiu just don't understand Fir,"
"What does the relationship try. I can't read Bara's mind, either,"
"Am I really that old as Fir?"
Syafira immediately understood where Bara's mind was, it turned out that he was thinking Rani's word. She was silent for a moment, why did her husband become so lacking in confidence?
"Kan mas Bara himself yabg said that the mas is a grown man not old. Then what's the problem?" Syafira asked back.
Syafira smiled faintly hearing it.
"Mas Bara doubts my maturity in thinking? Mas Bara was afraid that I could not keep up with Bara. Afraid I can't be like the smart, mature, wise Olivia who can keep up with the successful entrepreneur Bara?" syafira asked flatly, without showing the expression she actually felt.
"It's not so Fir, I mean...."
"Here you go, don't talk about it, I'm tired, I'm tired too. If it continues it will only damage the atmosphere," Shafira extinct.
"You misunderstood Fir, that's not what I mean,"
"Quite mas, if it continues I can misunderstand," said Syafira.
"It is precisely I who fear not being able to keep up with you Fir, you can say still ABG, still young," inner Bara.
When passing through a fancy restaurant, Bara turned his car and stopped at the restaurant's parking area.
"Cook here anyway mas?" ask Syafira.
"We eat first Fir, I'm hungry. You didn't tell me to eat all day" Bara replied.
"Astaghfiullah! Yes, I forgot to give Bara lunch earlier," Syafira patted her own eel.
"Yes Fir, you can be your own husband. Thankfully, I didn't eat it before,"
"Yes sorry mas, his name is also a human place to forget. I'm sorry about my husband?" Syafira cooed Bara's arm while blinking her eyes.
"If you believe this, I become hungry different Fir," said Bara.
"What?"
"I'm a peeper..." Bara brought his lips closer to Syafira's. He saw his wife's beautiful eyes deep. His gaze turned to Syafira's lips and looked back at the beautiful bead.Syafira immediately closed his eyes when Bara slightly tilted his head and brought his lips closer to Syafira's lips.
For a while Syafira waited, but the lips never kissed her. And somehow that made him a little upset.
While Bara tried to pull his body so that his lips could immediately grab his wife's lips because they were held back by the seat bealt.
"For a long time, really want to kiss?" the Sickness of Syafira in the heart.
Syafira slightly glanced at her husband's activities, and suddenly she immediately held back her laughter to see her husband who was trying to kiss her, her hands busy wanting to release the seat belt but never succeeded.
"What do you want?" Syafira pretended to ask innocently.
"Ah is nothing... Comeondown. I'm hungry!" said Bara upset because the action failed. But it worked a little more. Shameful as Syafira, he pin immediately release his sealbelt and immediately get off the car.
"So very difficult on the loose, the turn to go down directly can be on the loose. Fucking seat belt!" muttered.
Syafira was still trying to hold back her laughter while removing her seat belt.
"Even the seat belt does not support you mas," he murmured and immediately followed Bara down.