OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 106 FINDS THE UNRECOGNIZABLE
A journalist fanned his face with a clue card he held as Weini walked past. Suddenly as if seeing an apparition, the journalist shouted. “Eh... look at that!”
Weini stopped stepping, like a thief caught in broad daylight he reflexively protected his head. It should not be that sure to break through with his artificial talisman, now he should be caught and brainwashed thinking of the reason. But when he realized the focus of the reporter was not on him, he seemed abandoned.
“It looks like Weini just slipped from behind the curtain deh.” The journalist pointed at the window curtain in Weini's living room until all of his colleagues glanced at his index finger.
Weini looked around, obviously he was around them but they thought he was in the house. That means his talisman worked. He giggled inwardly and pranced with excitement beside a reporter and rushed to the end of the road.
As per the instructions, Dina waited inside the car parked by the side of the road. He glanced at the clock from the phone and fidgeted, “Yang really only he can escape from journalists without the need to be helped?” Dina was inexhaustible, she was on standby to face reporters but Weini instead told her to wait.
As Dina's half-false singing followed the song from the radio, she did not realize Weini was already sitting next to her and slamming the car door. “Huaaa..” cried Dina was shocked, he had not prepared himself to welcome Weini, whether he was so swept away in the song that he did not hear Weini open the car door and enter. When the door closed tight, he realized the presence of the artist.
The real incident is that Weini just burned the talisman with magic fire when he managed to get into the car and he was again seen with the naked eye.
“Non when is it coming in?” ask Dina in a daze.
“Lah, just now. Who told you to set the music aloud. Come on, brother!” Weini did not care about Dina's mouth that was still agape in confusion. He put on his seat belt and tidied his curly hair that was a little messy due to running earlier.
Meanwhile, at Haris's house…
The hordes of reporters abstained from retreat still survive, the fanfare was used by the invaders of food and drink perilous windfall. Their trading ludes encouraged the media crew to stay strong standby. Haris shook his head watching his courtyard turn into an impromptu market.
He took out a scrap of amulet and burned it, “Weini's house is empty, Weini has moved to apartment.” As the talisman burns, the hypnotic command works. One by one the reporters retreated and grumbled to waste time in front of the empty house.
Haris's sleepiness was gone, he did not intend to try to take another nap. Sundays were long without doing anything, and Haris was lazy to look outside. He chose to stay at home even though it was quiet and began to be boring. Weini must have come home late and had eaten, she had to enjoy dinner alone. It was in Haris's mind to cook something he liked and enjoy me time as much as possible.
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Xiao Jun who was distraught with longing, on Sunday alone he still had trouble meeting Weini. Since the girl graduated from school, the filming schedule has been getting crowded. As if he was pushing himself to work, Xiao Jun was surprised at how much Weini liked the job. Almost all the news on TV and online media milling about airing himself, Xiao Jun did not bother about it. Moreover, he is not a typical person who is easily found in space
public without consent. He was more worried about Weini who must be troubled to face the crowd of news seekers. Xiao Jun grabbed the car keys, he needed to make sure the state of Weini's house people. It didn't occur to me that journalists could have raided Weini's house like Lisa did.
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A large bowl of misoa soup that has just been served is so tempting to taste. Haris sure can spend his own portion of jumbo cooked. He deliberately added meatball topping fish, shrimp, tofu and mustard white and egg whiskers in the misoa. When he was about to devour the results of his cooking, the house bell rang
couple times. Haris put down the chopsticks and went out to see who the guests were coming at the wrong time.
“Ajun, Weini just came out.” Haris. The experience that had occurred while he was living in the apartment and Xiao Jun came to take him for breakfast. Now Weini's girlfriend is repeating history by being present when she wants to eat.
“I'm here to see uncle, is it bothering uncle time?” xiao Jun asked politely.
Haris instantly widened the door, “No, I am also lonely again. Come inside. Have you eaten?” They walked over to the sofa, Haris was about to enter to take a drink for Xiao Jun.
“Do not bother uncle, I can take it myself if thirsty. Just had breakfast, this afternoon has not eaten.” replied Xiao Jun innocently.
“Ya already, to the dining room only. We eat together, but my cooking is still hot.” Haris led Xiao Jun into the dining room and took out two bowls and chopsticks. The plan was to spend a portion of the misoa jumbo forced to cancel and had to share with his guests.
Xiao Jun smiled excitedly, the second time he was lucky to be able to taste Haris cuisine. As if getting a bonus from the sky, he felt a happiness that was not thrown with words when he could eat with Weini's father. Both eyes immediately sparkled when they saw misoa soup that was still boiling steam with a smell that smelled delicious.
“Uncle, this is my favorite food.” Shouted Xiao Jun like a child, he subconsciously clapped his hands once.
“Oya, if you like to eat as much. It's a jumbo portion, I can't possibly spend it alone.” Haris was clearly lying, it didn't even take long for him to devour himself. But there are those who prefer
the food, of course Haris is willing to give more to him.
“Ng Xiao Jun cried happily.
Haris allowed his guests to eat while he chopped up little by little and looked voraciously at Xiao Jun. Haris' appetite became muffled, he immediately took the initiative to add soup to the bowl of Xiao Jun
there are a few blowouts. The young man did not refuse, he even brought his bowl closer.
“Uncle, every meal of your cooking, I always remember my childhood. It just so happens to taste similar to my mother's cooking.” Xiao Jun said in between meals. It goes back to devouring before the misoa is cold and fluffy.
“oya? It's good to be able to treat your longing.” Haris seemed not interested in discussing further, he busied himself by eating his part which had been reduced a little.
Xiao Jun was silent, in his heart he missed his father more than his mother. But to be frank about his identity to Haris and Weini, he did not have the courage at this time. They enjoyed the food in each other's minds, until Xiao Jun refocused and recalled questioning something.
“Oya, uncle. Your Chinese cuisine is very proficient, did uncle learn from the chef or from someone?”
Haris stopped eating for a moment, Xiao Jun's questioning sounded like interrogating him. The young boss might start to put his suspicions on him, or there was something he wanted to know.
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