
Cyra is already sitting at one of the cafe tables with a very attractive appearance, a beautiful dress that a few days ago was bought by Zaki. And Zaki who was sitting in front of Cyra was also wearing the clothes that Cyra had bought. Ah, they're like a pair of romantic teenagers having an exchange of tastes.
Cyra just silently stared at the dish menu presented in front of him. Shouldn't he be amazed by his favorite Japanese menu that Zaki ordered for him? But no, Cyra instead displayed an expression that was hard to guess.
“You don't like my menu of choice?” asked Zaki who was astonished looking at Cyra's facial expression.
Cyra raised an eyebrow. The corner of his lips was slightly interested. She may not like Zaki's menu. Zaki clearly knew that it was Cyra's favorite menu.
“Why is your face so stiff? Below is a whisper?” ask Zaki again.
“Please, just pause the big boils in the stomach that will be so.”
Zaki frowned at Cyra's talk. “You mean big boils on the stomach what is it? Pregnant?”
“That's what you want. I asked him not to be that fast. I was just thinking, after this you won't be fighting me anymore right? Don't you accidentally pick up the food and then digerjain me again. I'm kapok, deh. That's why my face is tense.”
“He... Don't you. I'm seriously ajakin you're having breakfast. Smile, dong.”
“I'm again bad nood. Smile later on.”
Zaki just nodded while making a smile. “Don't nagmbek, dong. Cook eating cayenne pepper aja mengambeknya long ago.”
“That's the problem until now, not in numbers, you know. Entar if the problem is new I can sneyum.” Cyra folded her hands on her chest.
“O yes? are you sure you don't want to smile at your husband?” Zaki brought his face closer and looked at Cyra's face closely.
Stared at Zaki that close and with teasing eyes, Cyra could not help but smile. “Iiiih... You what the hell?” Cyra pushed Zaki's cheek with her index finger, making Zaki's face turn to the right.
Zaki smiled looking at Cyra who was mumbling a timid smile. Ah yee, he managed to make his wife smile despite being shy.
“Well, so dong!” Zaki rubbed the tip of Cyra's head with his palm. “Come, eat!” Zaki.
Cyra began to eat the dishes. At the last few mouthfuls, Cyra grimaced feeling something hard had just been bitten.
Zaki smilingly glanced at Cyra who was grimacing. Mission succeeded. Zaki pretended to be ignorant by continuing to chew without staring at Cyra.
“Awh!” Cyra held onto her cheek, then took out a hard object from inside her mouth into the palm of her hand. He stared at the bone in his palm.
Zaki widened in shock.
“What I'm guessing, right? Your intention is to bring me here to train me again?” Cyra looked at Zaki irritatedly while throwing a small piece of bone at his plate. “Ngot satisfied the hell do you know me? This is not fun. My teeth hurt a lot. How about meretelin? Udahan dong. Not funny!” Cyra manyun, very upset.
“Sorry, dear. I don't mean that.” Zaki rubbed a rough face. He looked frantically looking at Cyra annoyed.
“Liat-liat dong if you want to take care of me. Do not have to use the bones entered into my food like gini as well. The risk can make my teeth dislodged.”
“But I don't get bone into your food. Seriously.”
“Means the waiter dong who got the bone into my food. This means they do not really work, cook bones can get into food like this.” Cyra clapped her hand to the waiter.
“Honey, do not need to be extended again this problem.” Zaki wants to ban Cyra from calling the waiter, but it's too late. The servant called has already walked over.
“Ngak can do it dong. It is good that their work is not done this way. They should be told so that the work can be bres.” Cyra's gaze now focused on the servant who had stood among them. “You were the one who served food to my table?” ask Cyra to the waiter.
The waiter nodded.
“You know why my molars hurt today? It was because it bit the eras thing that was in my food.”
The waiter smiled.
“Kok you even smile? Do you know what your mistake was? This is why in my food there can be bones like this?” cyra continued while pointing at a small piece of bone on her plate.
“Bone? Sorry, as far as I know, that was what I entered into the food Mbak..” The waiter seemed to think. Then he looked towards Zaki. “Well, this is Mas who told me to enter things into the food of Mbak. But it wasn't bone.”
TB