My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 210. Split Pineapple!
"How much do you want, Neng?"
"3 Kilos, sir."
Aryo even went down to follow his master's wife, arguing that he did not want Radha to be okay. Gian's message is still on his head.
Radha took the money out of her wallet, for some reason the fresh pineapple was really evocative in her eyes. And of course he just wants to eat with Gian, the beloved husband.
"Is it okay, Nope?"
A little doubtful, but Aryo still did not rule out the possibility if he was really worried, Young Miss bought a pineapple with a small amount, he said, and as he knew his wife used to be very forbidden to eat pineapple when she was young pregnancy.
"No, sir, I'll eat with Gian, really."
"Alright then," said Aryo felt calm, because if under the supervision of Gian it seems that there will be no things that he does not want.
"Brother would too? Take it home for Mr. Budi." Radha gave an offer, serious and indeed wanted to give a little smile to the people around her.
"Hm, what can I do, Non?" aryo asked hesitantly, as it seemed Radha was that sincere to him.
"By dong, sir, time can't."
"Duriannya if you can," said Aryo shyly even though he wanted to.
Seeing the durian that Aryo pointed at, Radha also fell in love. And without much thought he obviously wanted to too, either would be what room Gian, which is clear today he was interested in eating fruit with Gian.
"Yes, sir, three durians."
Shocked? Of course, even a little Aryo still did not expect the answer of his young Miss. In contrast to the fruit maker who actually feels happy because of the sustenance without her guessing.
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Having just entered the office lobby, they became the center of attention that quickly. Not because of Radha's beautiful appearance, but the fruit they now carry.
The smell of durian that never smelled at all in the office, now it is just as fragrant and becomes the olfactory center of the employees that Radha passed.
With the help of Aryo, one durian and 3 Kg of pineapple landed safely. No matter who thinks he is strange, Radha now prefers to wait for Gian in his room.
Evany had gaping, but the code from Aryo made the beautiful woman speechless. Because indeed he has no right to consider the behavior of his boss' wife is strange or other.
"Sir Aryo? Why is it here?" At the right time, Gian came to them.
"I delivered young lady, sir," said Aryo who managed to make a sweet smile on his face.
"really? What a surprise."
Gian thanked of course, this was the most pleasant info for him. Because since then he discussed only problems and problems are endless.
"Be careful on the road, sir."
Evany and Reyhans glanced at each other, the pleasure of his boss being obvious. No wonder, because Reyhan often experience this kind of thing, Radha really makes the atmosphere of the man improve.
"You two tipped me off?"
"Ti-no, sir," Evany replied quickly, because Gian was very sensitive and often thought of things that were not-no.
"I go in first, and please don't let anyone in, okay!" firmly Gian really does not want to be disturbed, because his head feels tired with his work.
"Yes, enjoy your time." Reyhans did not protest much, because Gian has full power.
The man pushed the door slowly, his chest pounding as if rediscovering the point he fell in love with like he used to. I fall in love with Gian every day.
"Good day, dear," said Gian in her soft voice.
With a definite step, Gian approached his wife and kissed her forehead as a greeting. And Radha who was treated so, as usual she would kiss the back of Gian's hand as an expression of respect to her husband.
Gian pulled the corner of his lips, his wife began to dare to protest, and had not had time to answer since he had been fooled by the smell of durian that controlled the room.
"Rho? You brought it?"
As if in disbelief, durian and pineapple near the foot of the table had made Gian gaping. Not only the fruit but a knife that was available made Gian swallow his saliva.
"Sir Aryo, but who bought me" Radha said innocently, and the face looked impatient to execute him.
"Hine? Who wants to eat pineapple? You?"
"He'em, I'd like to suddenly. But, Brother who peeled yes," pinta Radha with displaying her puppy eyes.
"Sister? Where can I, Ra. Never have you opened your own," complained Gian whether able to obey the wishes of his wife or not.
"Is, just try it first, fight his name."
Radha could have answered, because what he wanted was not just pineapple pineapple, but pineapple from the severe rapids Gian who had to enter his mouth.
"But just one piece, nothing more! Promise first."
It's just that Guam doesn't want what he allows to put Radha in danger. Although he knows it does not always end badly, but it would be nice if he is vigilant.
"Two yes?" rayu Radha asked for additional, really one is very little, only adding dirt in the teeth for Radha.
"One, not two."
"Well, you cheated! I bought duren." He was angry, because he wanted his favorite fruit party this afternoon.
"It can't be much, Zura. You're pregnant, don't macem ya," soft but firm and have an offer, once Gian says one still has to be one.
"But the durennya too, one," pinta Radha fears his fingers, cool fear Gian will not give permission also for the sharp thorny fruit.
"Only one? Sure?"
Radha nodded, actually it doesn't matter if it's not excessive. But back again, for Gian everything is better to prevent than to treat.
"Yes, it's already the pineapple," the queen's decree steadfastly without accepting rejection let alone the service offerings of others.
Before doing his important mission, Gian even took a slow breath many times. His face seemed tense for a moment, as he had never done anything like this at all.
Peeling pineapple, which he knows only eating pineapple that has been cut into boxes by Asih or Jelita. And now with a million difficulties he had to force himself for his wife.
"Bismillah, hiyyaak!!"
With full power, Gian split the pineapple into two. And clearly Radha blushed and almost cried.
"Sister, why is it split? That's not how!"
"Why? Brother was wrong?"
Gian felt he was not wrong obviously confused, because indeed he never did it. All he thought about was how the pineapple could be cleaned and eaten, Gian thought.
"Not that, Sis, peeled like a potato, then cleaned new pieces and cut pieces into a circle, I want it so."
"It's complicated, too, it turns out, should that be? A semi-circular one doesn't want to?" Gian seduced, hoping what he did could still be improved.
"She wants it," whined Radha exactly a little boy who was disappointed with his parents' mistakes.
"Sister replace the other one yes," said Gian with a feeling of dag dig dug not koruan, fortunately it was not the only pineapple that Radha brought.
"Yes, read the right prayer."
"Yes, honey, I'll try."
It's complicated, but it's fine as long as his wife asks. Because for him, Radha is a valuable thing in Gian's life now. After all, only this time his wife asked him for this kind of thing, happy that he felt Radha looked normal like the pregnant mother he knew.
Unlike the case with Radha's mind, this woman was cursing the knowledge of her husband. It turns out there are things that Gian does not master, because so far usually the husband often all know everything even about other realms.
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