Sacred In Stain
Dining Table

Chapters 84. Dining Table

Their panic subsided after Khalisa explained innocently that he was crying not because of offence, but felt haru because this was the first time he was treated so, making his heart touched.

The most panicked one here is Yudhis. He reflexively approached Khalisa, apologizing. Unknowingly won and coaxed so sweetly, making a ignorant grin on Barata's face just wider, finding his son bucolic to a woman, implying the code to the Maharani through the kerling of the eye.

“Come now, we eat together. Worms in Papi's stomach have almost rallied,” Barata said as he turned the plate that was lying face down on the table.

Khalisa scooped up Afkar after putting a container containing fruits on the dining table when he saw Bi Sejah bouncing into the back garden after finishing preparing all the dinner needs. Khalisa also intends to withdraw from there, not wanting to interfere with the Yudhis family dinner also felt very sad. Although honestly his stomach was chastened hungry now, intended to block hunger with biscuits belonging to Afkar's in the room, and will fill the stomach later only after Yudhis family finished eating.

“Lho, where are you going?” ask Maharani when he sees Khalisa about to move.

“Afkar has finished his meal, Madam. I want to go back to the room, want Afkar to take medicine,” said Khalisa reasoned. “Happy to enjoy the dish.”

“Wait, have you eaten yourself?” cecar Maharani, did not necessarily allow Khalisa to pass.

“It just so happens that I am not hungry yet, Madam. Please eat, hopefully like the taste of the dish,” he said to cover his hunger because of embarrassment.

But unfortunately, his stomach that asked to be filled even failed to be invited to compromise, the rumbling of Khalisa's stomach rang loudly, making the owner grumble annoyed in his heart and his cheeks immediately gushed red.

“You might say not hungry, but your stomach is speaking honestly. Come sit here, we eat together.” Barata pointed to the dining chair that was between the seat of Maharani and Yudhistira at the large, round dining table.

“Ta-but, I.” Khalisa looked very reticent, then Yudhis got up and pulled his wrist slowly, sitting him in the chair that Barata had pointed to.

“Sit down, dining together is more enjoyable than eating alone. Yes, Mi, Pi?” Yudhis said and the Maharani nodded in agreement.

Khalisa finally sat down obediently, denying nothing, his stomach was betrayed blatantly.

“Mami agrees, let's eat, but the menu is still warm. We do’a first before eating. Let Papi lead do’a.”

“Sini, Afkar is sitting here only, Let you can eat freely and Afkar can enjoy other foods as well.” Yudhis took Afkar from Khalisa's lap and sat him in the chair, between himself and Barata.

“Siap, Den,” sahutnya who immediately take pudding in the refrigerator.

“Bang. Let me eat while carrying Afkar, it's normal kok.” Khalisa still feels alien to this kind of caring warm treatment, unaccustomed.

“Already, you sit there. Let Afkar sit here near Papi and Yudhis, would you be smart?” Barata tilted his head, inviting the cute boy to have a conversation while sharing a sweet smile.

The boy nodded, his face was carefree, obviously liked, not forced at all.

“Iya, would. Af want to sit here, cama Om Papa, telus cama_” Afkar observe Barata closely, confused to have to call the fathers who had earlier greeted him this friendly with what designation.

“Bi Dije, if Bandung people, usually call grandfather by what name?” Barata suddenly asked for the opinion of Bi Dijah who was still around the dining room, was taking a spoonful of pudding for Afkar.

“Most Sundanese people in Bandung here call him Aki or Abah, why, Mr?”

“It sounds more interesting than Opa,” Barata said. “Well, Afkar call Abah, yes. Try now call, A-bah.” Barata eagerly taught Afkar to recite the word abah. Interacting familiar makes toddlers enthusiastic.

“Iya, Abah. Want to sit down Om Papa cama Abah,” said the boy who invited boisterous applause from three people at the dinner table, while Khalisa grimaced fearfully, afraid his son was being impolite.

Everyone eats with gourmand. Khalisa also said he was not hungry. Yudhis even filled Khalisa's plate with side dishes, saying Khalisa had to eat a lot of attention. Making Barata continue to give implied code to the Empress, the grin that was greeted by the plotting of his wife.

Eating together this time was very delicious for Khalisa. In fact, Khalisa used to eat together with her ex-husband's family. However, never this taste on the tongue, because it used to be only a protest about his cooking that is less, according to Wulan who was thrown at the dining table, according to Wulan, not a warm interaction nor appreciation for the cuisine as it is now.

"Mmm, just this time I ate this delicious green chili," said Yudhis honestly as soon as he finished eating and washing his mouth with a glass of water. Khalisa who heard it looks happy that his menu is liked.

Bi Sejah who refilled the water into the glass of Yudhis could not bear to fill.

"That's called Cibiuk sambal, Den. Also by Neng Khalisa. Parents say first, if women make delicious sauce, usually it is the characteristics of the dream wife. Make the husband feel at home in the room," said Bi Sejah, making Khalisa feel his face heated up because of shame also understand the words of Bi Sejah, while Yudhis just frowned not understand.

Seriate.