Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 45: The Arrival of the Lecturer
After finishing putting together her belongings, Alea came out from inside Bratt's room and went downstairs, to look for Bratt. Turns out Bratt was in the kitchen.
"Can you cook too sir?" Alea asked as she walked closer to Bratt.
Bratt looked over for a moment.
"Why? Is it wrong that men can cook?" Ask Bratt.
"No. I think you're just good at advertising, sir." Answer Alea.
"Curtainly you said I was just good at advertising. Besides being able to cook and be smart in the world of advertising, I am also smart well make you sigh*ah in just a few seconds." Reply Bratt.
"Yes, I admit it." Alea replied unconsciously.
But not for long, "Oops." Alea immediately shut her mouth because she had already acknowledged Bratt's prowess on that one.
"So you're acknowledging my greatness, right?" Tempted Bratt at Alea whose face was already flushed red.
"No. I didn't say that." Answer Alea. Embarrassed, Alea passed from before Bratt.
"Where are you going? Help me cook!!" Shouted Bratt.
"You're taking a shower!!" Answer Alea.
Bratt chuckled slightly looking at Alea's mannerisms.
After Alea was not seen again, Bratt continued cooking.
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Half an hour later.
Two beef steaks and two spaghetti dishes were served at the table. Just waiting for Alea to come down and they ate dinner together.
Bratt deliberately made spaghetti too, for fear that Alea was not full if only eating steak, understandably, Alea native Indonesian, not full if the stomach has not been entered by rice.
Five minutes Bratt waited for Alea to come down, but the wait was not down as well.
"Why isn't he down? Is it okay to soak in the bath up and fall asleep?" Monologist Bratt wondered.
Intrigued by what Alea was doing, Bratt got up from his seat and walked up to the stairs.
But just as his foot stepped on the first rung, the house bell rang.
Although she did not live with her mother and the mother also already had a new family, but once a month or two months surely Mama Bratt will visit Bratt in that house.
"What is Mama?" Bratt murmured wondering.
To answer his curiosity, Bratt walked up to the door. He did not immediately open the door but saw first on the monitor who came.
Bratt's eyes rounded instantly as he looked at the person standing at the door.
Hesrons. He is the one standing at the door.
"Do you want him here?" Grouser Bratt.
Bratt turned his head towards the stairs to make sure Alea had no sign of wanting to go down yet.
Feeling safe, Bratt opened the door of his house, and only half.
"Would you like to come here?" Bratt asked in a soft voice.
"Why you? Can't I come here anymore?" Hesron asked back.
"For a while my house did not accept your arrival and Dan! Go you there!" Banish Bratt.
"Is there Alea inside?"
"Shhh.. Don't be loud your voice!"
"So there really is Alea inside? You brought...."
"Who is Sir?" Suddenly Alea made a sound.
Hearing Alea make a sound, Bratt let out a sigh of resignation while closing his eyes "totally finished I got lectured this time." Bratt was quiet but Hesron could still hear.
BRAAKS. Hesron opened the door of the house violently.
Alea's eyes immediately rounded perfectly when he saw Hesron's figure.
"Dead me!!" Lirih Alea's.
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