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After this morning's drama, Riskaa and Keenan were on their way to one of the biggest shopping malls, looking for furniture in their apartment.
Riska was still pouting she was still upset with Keenan because of the incident this morning. His lips still look thicker and red because of Keenan's actions.
"Had dong angry, I'd have apologized" said Keenan, glancing at Riska's face in between the busy driving.
"Who is angry?" Riska glanced at Keenan's face and then looked straight ahead.
He was not angry at Keenan, he was just embarrassed, what else if he remembered his mistake for beating Keenan, even though the man stole his kiss too.
"If you're not angry, then why did you get me?" asked Keenan with brows linked.
'Ish, why use it anyway, don't you know if I'm embarrassed?!' gumaam Riska's heart.
"That's okay, I just want to be put on it again" Riska replied.
"Huhuh?"Keenan was surprised by Riska's reply, since he had not been feeling well, because he thought that his wife was angry. However, the answer he got made him feel futile with what he had been worried about since this morning.
'Oh, my God, are all women like this? Did he not realize that it had confused me since this morning, and now he said so lightly?' muttered Keenan's heart, patting his forehead with an annoyed face.
Moments later the car driven by Keenan had entered the parking area of the shopping building, they both got out of the car at the same time, walking in tandem with Keenan beside Riska.
"We're looking for food first yak, I'm hungry" said Keenan, as soon as they got inside.
Riska nodded. "What do you want to eat?"
"What if we eat sushi, it's like good" Keenan said.
"Yes, come on," Riska again walked up the escalator to get to the place Keenan was referring to.
A little while later, the two of them had arrived at the typical restaurant of the intended bamboo curtain country, both of them sitting in a place located on the side of the restaurant, Keenan ordered a variety of sushi there, while Riska ordered a bowl of ramen with miso sauce.
"Have you just ordered that?" ask Keenan before telling the waiter to leave.
Riska was just raving, she had never eaten sushi before. From what he heard, sushi is made from rice given slices of mentaah fish, so he prefers Ramen. The type of noodles that certainly will not have raw fish in it.
A while later, all orders have come, various types of sushi served pretty on the table, also semnaagkuk ramen order from Riska.
Riska grimaced to see the many slices of raw fish of various types, barumehi when she had felt nauseous, what else if she had to eat it. The girl shuddered in horror as she imagined all that.
Keenan had already started picking up one of his preferred sushi, dipping it on something brown that Riska thought it might be some sort of soy sauce or special sauce for the meal.
"Want to?" asked Keenan after he finished chewing one shusi and prepared to take it back. He could see that Riska had been watching and observing him eating.
Riska mneggeleng, then began to feel the gravy of ramen in front of him.
Keenan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then returned one piece of sushi for him to eat. "You really don't want to try? It's delicious, huh."
Keenan again offered, this time with chopsticks containing sushi that was in front of Riska's mouth.
Riska closed her mouth while shaking her head "No I don't want to."
"Try first, this is not raw fish really," said Keenan again, he knew that Riska certainly did not like the type of sushi that has topping tau stuffing from raw fish.
"Yes, so try it first, it's really good." Keenan reassures Riska.
With a slight hesitation, Riska began to open her mouth and take a bribe from Keenan. He closed his eyes as he began to chew slowly.
Keenan was stunned, seeing Riska's behavior that looks funny, like a child when forced to try new foods.
"How's it?" asked Keenan impatiently.
Riska opened her eyes, she looked at Keenan with an awkward smile, then nodded. "Nob."
Keenan smiled with Riska's reply. "Would you try something else?"
"Can?" ask Riska doubt it.
"Of course I can .. I order a lot, if you are lacking, we can order it again" Keenan replied.
"But, no raw fish," said Rikas with a reddened face.
Keenan smiled again, he again picked up a piece of sushi and thrust it in front of Riska's mouth.
That afternoon unconsciously, the two of them ate with the same chopsticks, with Keenan feeding Riska between his meals.
Many visitors who pay attention to the newlyweds, look so romantic with little attention Keenan actually did accidentally.
Likewise with Riska, the prayer only continues to accept sushi treats that have been chosen by Keenan, without paying attention to the surrounding who have whispered to each other admiring the two of them.
There are also some people who take photos and post them on their respective social media.
Unknowingly, Keenan and Riska's affection this afternoon was like a clarification about the news that had been tingning a few days ago.
Some people seem to think that it's all just fake news or hoak that was deliberately made to drop the big name Darmendra, because what they are seeing right now, because of what they are seeing right now, unlike people who are forced to marry, but even like two people who are kasmaran.
After finishing their lunch, Keenan and Riska walked to one of the furniture stores, and they bought various cooking utensils and additional food supplies to fill the empty apartment.
Keenan walked by pushing the grocery trolley, while Riska picked out the item by occasionally asking Keenan. This afternoon, they did look like real newlyweds, although the reality behind the door did not match the one seen on the surface.
Finished with one store, now they walk to go to the supermarket that is still in the same shopping center. Riska stopped her steps when she saw a booth that looked so refreshing.
"Well, can I buy that first, right? I thirst," lamented Riska, pointing to the present drink with a round-shaped filling in it.
Keenan looked at Riska then followed the direction of the girl in front of him, nodding then, accompanied by a wide smile full of his wife's spirit.
Riska walked first, while Keenan walked leisurely behind, his hands put in his pockets, his gaze never separated from the figure of the girl who looked unable to stay still.
'Geez, why do I seem to be taking Naura for a walk?' mumbling Keenan's heart.
Choosing to wait in one of the available seats, while looking at Riska who was waiting in line in front there.
Yes, the atmosphere of the shopping center that afternoon is indeed quite crowded, even though it is not a weekend. Probably because most schoolchildren are home.
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