Pelita Hati Bunda
Athaghfirullah, Mr. Devan

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Want to be immediately vomited_kan when tasting the masterpiece from Mr. Devan. Seen-view of the presentation is really okay because it is decorated with various additions that are made into decoration. But in fact, the decoration will not have any effect on the taste.

It felt really out of whack, even Ara who had just tasted the gravy of her eyes just popped out.

His tongue stuck out and of course the gravy went back into his plate.

"Why baby, it's still hot? I told you to wait cold first" he said, who thought that Ara was overheating not because it really did not taste good.

Maybe because salt is the cheapest spice so Mr. Devan put it more.

Though all the spices are also spent by Mr. Devan but in fact it tastes very extraordinary. Salty..

"Dad, dad's cooking is really amazing. There is less salt, Dad." said Ara.

O God, who taught Ara like this. Is this mocking or overly complimenting?

"really! Try tasting, "so the spirit of Mr. Devan took his own cooking with a vegetable spoon and he poured in his plate. Hurry up he felt.

Instantly his eyes were wide with the same tongue as Ara, sticking out so long. Like the tongue of a snake chasing its prey.

"Haha! It's good, Dad!"

Ara even laughed out loud because she managed to make Mr. Devan feel his own cooking. He said he wouldn't eat before Ara and I were full, but now? Is it right to let me and Ara eat it.

"Why can it be like this?" mr. Devan looks confused. He himself cooked himself which added salt continuously and now he was confused himself.

"How, Dad. Yummy, right?" ara laughed again.

Seeing Ara who kept laughing and also saw the face of Mr. Devan who was so strange that I could not bear it, I smiled and even his voice must have been heard by Mr. Devan.

Mr. Devan turned his head towards me, between being surprised but also looking happy to see me smiling.

Because I don't want to make big Devan sir smile back I pull and my lips back as before.

His eyes look stunned to see me, also his lips that smile so sweet knot makes me become misbehaved but clear with cheeks that are also reddened.

"Keep smiling like this, Nay. And whatever I'm going to do to keep you smiling" he said.

"You are beautiful" so sincere a remark, truly from the depths of her heart.

"What the hell," my face turned up quickly, certainly not want until this blushing face is seen by him.

Because the gaze of his eyes that continue to lead to me and also do not blink makes me immediately move. It feels really how it is when it is looked at in such a way by him.

"Where are you going, Nay?" ask her with a quick-pulling hand before actually leaving from before her.

"You shall cook, if you cannot starve me and Ara to death" I said.

It is true that my departure from before him to cook but the main thing is to avoid Mr. Devan. Shame to be caught.

"Let me help you," Devan sir.

"Would you help or mess things up?" the steps came to a halt with the body half flipped over and looked to Ara sir Devan.

"Hehehe, help. All of you want to learn," So sweet he grimaced but made me shake his ticklish taste.

"Oh my God, I was completely driven mad by him" he muttered faintly, but still I ignored him.

Mr. Devan really followed me into the kitchen, hopefully he doesn't mess things up again.

"What should I help you with?" tanyanya was so enthusiastic.

"Sit there quietly and it has helped me a lot" I said with my hands pointing towards the chair I was sitting on.

"Well! You can't sit down, don't dong!"

"Yes, sir. I was hungry, and I couldn't take it anymore. Do you want me to starve here?"

"No dong. Hem... How about I order some food from outside. What do you want?" his hands were ready with a cell phone and ready to order anything I might want.

"I just want to cook sen_di_ri," so confirmed at the end of the sentence and now Mr. Devan looks resigned.

"Well, as long as you're happy why not," Devan sat quietly at the spot and continued to observe me who was now starting to work.

Pick up and start cooking the remaining ingredients. I hope it is enough for us to eat.

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"Sir, I really want to go. Though just got to know and my son was also just happy because he got a new friend eh already want to go again."

As my eyes glared at Mr. Devan, I was sure he would do this and always at his own disposal. Always impose the will without asking questions and asking opinions first on the person concerned.

"Sa_I have no re..."

"Yes, sorry, Mom. The misunderstanding between us was resolved and we had to go back home. There's no way we're going to live in a different place, sorry for our son" Devan said.

So soft he spoke. Even to convince her rented mother to shift her seat and embrace my waist. He also grabbed my head and then kissed suddenly. There was clearly no time to dodge it.

Here's people... Astarghfirullah's..

Chest grunting continues because of this deviant behavior. He was so confident and so easy to tell lies.

"Yes thank you then. I joined his horror, hopefully there will be no more serious problems after this. And for Nayla, if there is a problem solved well don't run away like this, not good, Ma'am."

And I was at the wrong end.

"Tuh Bun, said the rented mother. Don't run away again. I apologized yesterday."

I looked back, the more I looked at it. His mouth lemes so much more than the mothers of the ghibah.

"Luckily, her husband loved Nayla. If not! Yeah, just like that when I'm gone."

The rented mother looked embarrassed herself after saying that.

The darling?

"Once again I thank you, ma'am. I have given my wife and child a place. If there's no Mother, I don't know where else they'll live. The heat, the rain must be raining. It's lucky for you, Yang."

I want to take my sandals and throw them in his face. Why is gini so male.

"What time are you going?" ask the rented mother.

"We're home tomorrow, Mom. It's late so here first. Is it okay, Mom?"

"It's okay, want to be up whenever you can."

My face is slightly away because of the face of Mr. Devan who approached, I suspect he will definitely whisper something to me.

"We stayed here last night. We try to make the bed sway_nya, about strong not if we sway on it for one hour only," he whispered.

His whisper instantly made me shiver my blood rustled hot but clearly out of anger. Scared, I clearly felt, what if what he said was true he would do.

Die me!

"It's a punishment because you ran away from me" he added.

"Well, looks like I'm bothering ya here. Then I'll go home first." The contract mom quickly moved.

"Ti_no..."

"Thank you ma'am for the understanding" said Mr. Devan cutting off my unfinished words.

"Quiet, Mas. I know it. Or maybe Ara should play Asma first in my house?"

"By mom, Ara's staying at Mom's house can be too."

The more boiling my gray hair, the instant my hand moved upwards and I pulled Mr. Devan's ears strong.

"Aw! Get sick!" his protest.

"Ara, let's play first to Asma's house," invite the rented mother.

"Well!" My eyes widened, but Ara nodded and stood up, leaving all her books.

"Dad Mother, Ara play first to the Asthma place huh. Father and mother don't be naughty."

My eyes cengo saw Ara's departure, she was completely gone.

"Dear, have a good time, yes" Mr. Devan spoke again and managed to resuscitate me.

"Aw, sick! Release Nay!"

Mr. Devan keeps complaining of pain but I ignore it.

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Seriate.....