Sacred In Stain
Tastes

Chapters 108. Tastes

Embarrassed.

That's what hit Khalisa since the car drove away from the parking lot of Aloisa's beauty clinic. Khalisa threw his eyes out the window, avoiding sitting straight let alone exchanging words and views with Yudhis.

Basic tacky. Why am I being this way now? What was the feeling of bar-bar gini? What kind of a contagion am I? Duh malunya same Bang Yudhis, Khalisa murmured in the heart.

His heart that had not healed properly, was still not able to study the sudden heat writhing when he saw the unpleasant scenery in the waiting room of the clinic.

At the helm, Yudhis continued to smile, as bright as his flowery heart. Khalisa had been married, but at his age even when compared to Syafa almost the same age, must still have a childish side when expressing dislike and Yudhis understood that, in fact, according to him, Khalisa is suddenly fiercely funny adorable, no less funny than Afkar's babble.

Perhaps Khalisa's reaction was tacky according to others, another case for Yudhis who was grateful. Khalisa suddenly saw bin sewot approached by itchy Gladys while at the clinic earlier, indicating that Khalisa actually had the same taste for him, making Yudhis unable to stem the overflow of pleasure in his heart. Although maybe the portion has not been as big as the shakes of love is okay, he will wait patiently until the flower that was once hurt and disappointed is opened, he said, trying to understand Khalisa who seems still reluctant to admit, either because of shame, fear, or have not realized his own feelings.

“So Papi send photos Afkar.” Yudhis broke the silence that stretched.

“Mana? I want to see,” sambar Khalisa fast. He who had previously avoided interacting with Yudhis, now turned his head directly, even touching the arm of Yudhis and shaking it.

“Tuh, on my phone. Posted via Whatsapp.” Yudhis put his chin on the phone that was placed near the car tape.

“Can I open Brother's phone?” Although he wanted to immediately see the photo of the baby, Khalisa did not forget to ask for permission.

“Open up, we're husband and wife. You can open my phone as you please just like you let me open your phone too. My phone is free you see the contents anytime, please, with pleasure. Because you are my wife.” Again, Yudhis repeated the word husband and wife somehow to how many times today, as if trying intensely to remind Khalisa subtly of their current status.

Khalisa took Yudhis cell phone, though somewhat awkwardly. Open the messaging app.

“Open the message sent by a contact named Papi.” Yudhis immediately understood when Khalisa opened his eyes as if to ask again.

“Iya, Bang.”

Full of joy Khalisa looking at the photo of the baby who was playing on the beach. About ten photos were sent. There was Afkar who was running around cheerfully on the beach barefoot, there was Afkar who was being carried on Barata's shoulders laughing widely, some were playing sand and water. His heart seemed carefree and bright, his heart was moved with joy as well.

“Afkar looks very fond of playing on the beach, he has never been to the beach before,” muttered Khalisa, impulsively kissing photos of Afkar full of soulful affection.

The text message at the end of the photo that Khalisa had ignored because he continued to focus on Afkar's photos, without being told to spell and read the text message. message disguised in Barata mode to Yudhis on behalf of Afkar.

Various questions sprung up after reading the message, plus Aloisa's long story along with them. Mixed in Khalisa's mind, especially about Aloisa's sentence shortly before the face treatment was stopped.

Although Bang Yudhis may have originally proposed marriage in connection with Afkar's custody interests, but you think with common sense. Which lawyer bothered to marry his client legally by religion and was recognized by the state just for help? If there is no special feeling involved in it, it feels impossible right? And it is impossible for his parents to play agree while marriage is not a game.

In the midst of his thoughts, Khalisa remembered an important thing that suddenly flashed. “Bang, duh how ya say.”

“What's up, Khal? Just talk.”

“Begini, Bang. It's about Afkar's health control, supposedly Afkar's tomorrow outpatient control to the hospital, as recommended pediatrician.” Khalisa asked worried now.

Yudhis turned his head, stroking Khalisa's head at a glance. “Take it easy. I've asked Mami and Papi for Afkar's outpatient control to the pediatrician in Bali. Mami has several friends who work as doctors and one of them is a famous pediatrician on the Island of the Gods. I have also sent Afkar's medical history which I requested from the pediatrician at Satya Medika. Before I picked you up at the clinic, I went to Satya Medika Hospital, explaining about Afkar who was not in Bandung. Due to safety concerns during the ongoing trial period, I told the doctor that Afkar was deliberately taken to my parents' house in Bali, far away from here. I also attached an official letter from the court about your case, so that finally the doctor was willing to give a copy of the medical record to be given to a pediatrician mami acquaintance in Bali who happened to know each other.”

Khalisa was rendered speechless. Yudhis had done so much detail for him as well Afkar without being asked. His eyes could not help but tear up because they were moved. Khalisa groped himself, asking his conscience, has he done as much for Yudhis as Yudhis has done for him?

Arriving home, Khalisa went straight to the kitchen. In order to give thanks for Yudhis great concern for him as well as Afkar, Khalisa decided to make a special dinner. On the rest of the return trip, Khalisa exchanged messages with the Maharani, asking about Yudhis other favorite meal besides Chicken Sandwich. And from some of the food that the Maharani mentioned in the reply message, Khalisa decided to cook chicken betutu.

“What do you want, Khal?”

“You cooked dinner, Bang?” he answered while removing the ingredients from the refrigerator.

“We order delivery only, you must be tired right? You better rest.”

Khalisa commented that her beautiful smile was more fluffy than usual, framing her father's face that was increasingly shining and glowing after treatment, making Yudhis even more adoring, short of breath to see his face.

Khalisa approached Yudhis who was standing by the dining table. “I want to cook for myself. Not tired though. Make a special menu for your brother. Brother take a shower, must be tired, will you come here and there a lot? While I was in the clinic was satisfied to rest during treatment.”

“Alright, hopefully the special dish is more than just special, his god” who then as usual stole a kiss on Khalisa's cheek. Unexpectedly this time Khalisa tiptoed, back peeping friendly cheeks also made Yudhis freeze instantly.

“Thank you, for your attention to Afkar also me,” his great-grandson who harrumphed in embarrassment, and afterwards hurriedly returned to the kitchen cabinet table, and, focus on weeding food for cooking accompanied by a heart beat craze.

Seriate.