My One Billion Girl
Chapter 80 Sickness

"I am, in the middle of the ocean. Diving while drinking water," Sidar chimed in while hugging Fatir.

While Fatir only messem-mesem hear their words.

Rasya who heard also chuckled. I like to feel funny about both of them.

They all had dinner together. And Rasya was so happy there were among them all who loved him so much. He forgot he had a family that didn't love him.

Even now they are not looking for him.

After dinner is over. They did not go home soon, but chatted again. From East to West, South to North. They are so absorbed in togetherness.

So forget that in the Samudra apartment waiting. Ubai received a call from Samudra, telling him to come to the apartment as soon as possible.

Ubai turned to Rasya with a glance containing meaning. Rasya also understood the code that Ubai gave.

"Em, Om, Aunt. I want to go home first, right? it's late, next time you'll let me play here again?" pamit Rasya on Fatir and Viona.

"Ooh, of course dong. Especially when Auntie is here still, or ... Aunty who played there, huh?" Viona clasped Rasya's hand tightly as if she didn't want to be apart.

Rasya hugged Viona, before moving on and saying goodbye to the others. Then Rasya said goodbye to the Sidar and Adam families.

Viona escorts Rasya up to the terrace. "careful huh? if there's anything, don't awkwardly talk to Auntie huh?" looking lovingly and affectionately.

"Yes, Aunt." Rasya nodded slowly, feeling comfortable in Viona's arms. A mother's embrace she never got before.

Ubai, who was waiting in Samudra's car, looked at Rasya who was hugging the woman he had just met. It looks hard to part.

A moment later, Rasya came to Ubai who was waiting in the car. "Yu, Sir. The street?" Rasya put a safety belt on his body.

"okay." Ubai immediately drove his car.

"You look happy, don't you? with family and Fatir." Ubai.

"Em .. Yes, I feel like they're like my family, sir. They were so kind to me, beyond my family!" remember Rasya while leaning his shoulders back.

Ubai glanced at it for a moment. Then refocus the view forward. Where to race against other vehicles.

Because it was close, the trip was not long, in an instant they had arrived at the apartment parking lot.

Hurriedly Rasya got off at the follow by Ubai walking towards the Samudra unit.

"Your young master will definitely be angry." Ubai glanced at Rasya.

"Huh? yes, it's kali." Rasya nodded as he walked into the elevator.

Now Rasya is at the door with a stubborn heart. Worried, worried about what's going to happen inside. Maybe the ocean will scold him.

While walking, Rasya counted in his heart. "One. Two, three ..."

"Where the hell is it? there is no food at home. Hungry too!" squealing Samudra, immediately sprayed with screeches.

"Lho ... Our boss thinks you're still with your girlfriend, eating out. That's why we played first at RT and Adam's security." Ubai made a sound while sitting himself on the sofa.

"Did it happen there?" ask Samudra with a brush.

"Main only. Same om Fatir and Aunt Viona there it turns out they are his brother om Fatir. Exactly his sisters." Obai again.

The ocean turned to look at Rasya who was still standing. Then walk carrying a paper bag in hand. "Where are you going?"

"To the room, save this!" Rasya pointed at the one in his hand.

Rasya stood up stop his steps. "Where do I know if I want to eat at home" she said softly.

"Make another grumble. The chunky?" add Samudra back.

"Don't be fierce, he'll run away! Now he had the most comfortable place besides here. So be careful." Whisper Ubai as he moved from his seat bidding home.

The ocean fell silent as he stared intently at Ubai who handed over his car keys.

"I'm home?" Ubai passed leaving the gawking Ocean looking towards Rasya and Ubai's room alternately.

After keeping the paper bag, in his room and briefly his gaze circled the place of the dispute. Rasya went out and went straight to the kitchen.

Without asking what would you like? Rasya directly execution of ingredients such as vegetables and fish. But before that, he cooked rice first.

"Bodo really wants to eat or not. What am I thinking?" mumbling slowly.

His hands washed the cut vegetables. Fish is washed and then makes spices.

"But .. if not eaten. Mubazir? it's impossible not to eat, people are hungry." Rasya monologued in his heart while looking at the Ocean sitting in front of the television.

Seconds later Samudra turned his head towards Rasya, Rasya immediately threw his face into just any place. And continue his activities.

"The hunt? hungry!" suddenly the Ocean was already near Rasya sitting near the dining table.

"Aish .. My hands are just two. How fast can it be, this too has been fast." Reply Rasya while tying her hair first exposing her smooth-looking neck.

"You want help?" tawar Samudra stared flatly.

"Ha ha ha .. since when? you offer power? isn't the employer just commanding, huh?" Rasya.

"Yes ... If you don't want help?" ocean Voice with cold tone.

Rasya started the cooking. Sauteing kale frying tempe mendoan. Fish. "Aw!"

The ocean was shocked and surged. "Why?" panicked to see Rasya holding his hand.

"This. It's hot oil." Rasya pointed at the hand near the elbow that was hit by oil.

The ocean immediately held her. "It hurts, right?" asking questions that don't make sense.

The one with the hot oil, it must have hurt. Hot, sore. This is even nanya.

But immediately look for ketchup that is not far from where it stands. He smeared Rasya's wounded hand.

Rasya looked at the serious-looking face of the Ocean smearing soy sauce in his hand. With a heart that is not right, Rasya thanked me. "Thank you?"

"Don't be careless trying to be a person!" The ocean washes her hands in the sink.

"Where? his name is also bad! if you want to wretch say what first? it's not." Rasya's voice while turning the fried fish.

"here! I am the fry. Fried fish is not good, he said his work in an ordinary kitchen?" The ocean continues to grow.

"Yes Forgiveness ... This sir really is? his mouth is rich in women. Ngedumel mulu, if not sincere let me! not pa-pa." Rasya took the sodet in the hands of the Ocean.

"Let me! your hands are hurt. I'll guess I'll be kdrt again." Ketus Samudra ....

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