Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.166 Shopping
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"Big brother, may ask for his wa number, "said one of the teenagers along with 2 friends.
Keenan turned his gaze to the three teenagers standing in front of him. His eyebrows frowned in a sign of dislike with their presence nearby.
"I'm sorry I don't have a WA number" Keenan said in a cold voice.
The three teenage girls look at each other, then they chuckle amusedly and say back. "that's why we can't stop here, it's a pity handsome–ganteng but alone."
Keenan snorted in annoyance, he glanced at the three teenagers who were seen still wearing his school clothes, only they coated him with a cardigan.
'Basic ABG labile, ' Keenan mutants in heart.
"I'm not alone, I'm with my wife" Keenan replied, glancing at Riska who was walking towards him, carrying two glasses of drink.
The three teenage girls followed Keenan's gaze, nodding their heads, rounding their lips to form the letter O and looking back at Keenan who was smiling at Riska.
"Well, it turns out that someone already has, yes we have left first yes, handsome brother. Goodbye!" said one of the teenage girls in front of Keenan, they waved their spoiled hands, before finally leaving Keenan.
Riska came up with a fluffy smile as she sucked up one of the drinks in her right hand, then stretched out another drink in her left hand in front of Keenan.
Keenan was speechless, he looked at the drink without intending to take it, he instead saw the face of Riska who was now sitting beside him.
"Bang, this is a drink made, brother," said Riska thrust a plastic glass in front of Keenan.
"Make me?" Keenan pointed at his own chest with one of his eyebrows raised, looking at Riska with a questioning look.
"Yes, who else? I'm the same here, brother. Yes This is for you, brother, Iah," Riska replied casually, as she again sucked the drink in her hand.
"But I don't like kayak gini, too sweet. Just make you!" keenan said, refusing drinks offered by Riska.
"Oh .. Yes if so, this is for later at home." Riska put the drink back in her shopping bag.
A few moments later, Keenan and Riska had walked back down the shopping center, heading to the supermarket to buy their needs for the next week.
Riska and Kenan walked to where the vegetables were, they chose several types of vegetables to stock in the refrigerator for one week.
Riska takes a variety of vegetables such as carrots, broccoli, corn, spinach and there are several more types that can be processed, to be their food for one week.
Sometimes Riska also asks keenan, what he likes and does not like, so that he is not wrong in choosing a variety of food ingredients.
Finished by choosing vegetables as well as seasonings, they walk towards meat and other frozen foods.
"What else do you want to buy?" ask Riska, as soon as they get to where they are headed.
Keenan circulated his gaze, seeing that there was just about anything food there. While waiting for Keenan to finish with the choice of materials he wanted, Riska took the chicken, egg and fish.
Riska rounded her eyes when she saw Keenan pick up some high-quality, beef that was expensive enough for Riska.
"Why not choose the wrong meat? Don't want the usual?" ask Riska, pointing at the meat in Keenan's hand.
"Why indeed? This is the best meat must also be delicious," said Keenan casually, he frowned at Riska's reaction which he thought seemed excessive.
"But that's gonna be really expensive, Bang. Mending buy the usual, equally meat ... cheaper still," shebik Riska, do not agree with Kenan's choice.
"If something is cheap, why choose the expensive one?" Riska said in a manner imitating Keenan.
"Honey knows the money, rather than buy expensive meat mending we buy another," he continued, with a look of unwillingness.
Keenan chuckled softly, knowing what Riska meant. " I won't be poor, my money won't run out, just to buy meat like this. You can still buy a lot of stuff, even with the supermarket, with the money I have now."
Keenan said in his arrogant style. Riska clucked in annoyance, looked at Kenan with a dislike gaze then left the memories without excuse.
"E–eh, how angry is he?" said Keenan look at Riska who has gone away from him.
"Tentang–about a lot of purple, very easy he said that. Ish, you little bum!" gerutu Riska, while continuing to walk away from Keenan.
"Riska, already dong .. don't sulk anymore. Time because of the meat you crave anyway? Yes I have put the meat again, now you are the shopping .. I sawatin you just while pushing the trolley." Kenan stopped Riska's move.
"Eh, don't take it if you really like that meat. I'm sorry, I was too much" Riska said.
"Yes no papa, yes we have continued the shopping again yuk, later to hunt in the afternoon." Keenan takes Riska's hand and takes her back to the trolly grocery she left behind.
This time Keenan no longer interfere in choosing groceries, except regarding groceries for himself. He knew, Riska had gotten used to living simply, the girl was not used to squandering money on things that were not very important.
Forty-five minutes later, Kenan and Riska arrive at the apartment where they live. Keenan had to ask the security guards for help, to bring their huge groceries.
" Thank you, sir," Riska said, to the security guard who helped her.
"Ris, I go to the room first yes, want to take a shower .. so hot," said Keenan, after putting their groceries in the kitchen.
Riska nodded. "Yes," he replied as he began to tidy up their groceries into place.
Riska arranged the cooking utensils in place, then sorted out the cooking ingredients for her to clean and store in the refrigerator as stock one week ahead.
Thirty minutes later Keenan came out of the room, with a fresh face. He saw Riska still struggling with her busyness in the kitchen with the ingredients in her hands.
"Not finished?" asked Keenan, while walking up to Riska.
The girl saw Keenan at a glance. "Not yet, just a little more done."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" asked Keenan, while sitting in front of Riska.
"No need, this will soon be finished anyway," Riska replied as she put the chicken in her hand into a place to put in the refrigerator.
Riska had also separated the ingredients of the cooking she was going to cook, for their dinner today.
"Dream, would you like to make coffee or tea?" ask Riska after cleaning her groceries.
"May, yes, tea" Keenan replied, looking at Riska's busy cooking.
A while later, Keenan smiled faintly, looking at Riska who was engrossed in her busy life, cooking dinner for the two of them.
There was a different feeling in his heart, when he saw a girl with the status of his wife, preparing a meal for him. After all this time no one has ever done that except his own mother.
'Is this what it feels like to have a wife? Pretty fun' muttered Keenan's heart.
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