That Barbarian girl is my wife
"It's not weird, but it's smart!"

"You?!"

"Sir Ditya?!"

say both at the same time.

"What are you doing here? Same who?!" tanya Ditya.

"You eat! I came here with Zizi. He just came out of the toilet!"

Cyra pointed to Zizi who just came out of the toilet.

Cyra tried to cover up her nervousness by acting a little nyolot.

"Oh, hi, Brother Ditya!" greet Zizi as soon as he returns to the table.

"I made sure he made lunch here! Incidentally, this is sister who layanin. Hehe ...!" whiny.

"What do you want to eat?"

Ditya finally asked the order of the two friends.

Even though in his heart he still had a bit of a question mark. Why would Zizi take his wife to eat here?!

"Emm, I ordered the same sweet spicy squid rice, and I also want to grilled chicken seasoning Bali. To drink avocado ice."

"What do you want to order?"

Ditya turned to look at Cyra.

"Emm, I'm a sweet-sour shrimp just as a unsalted sphagetti. Drink some orange ice. That's it.!"

Ditya immediately frowned when Cyra mentioned her order.

"Where is sphagetti tasteless in the menu?! There is also sphagetti bolognese and carbonara" said Ditya.

"But I want the bargaining. If you can't, don't!"

"Yahoo!!"

Ditya breathed a rough breath.

"OK! I asked the kitchen, what can I do. If you can't, what menu will you change?"

Ditya tried to patiently face the will of his wife.

"If you can't, don't! Not a message!" keukeuh Cyra's.

"Don't do it, dong, Ra! Don't make it hard, Ditya, dong!" zizi's Advice.

The girl felt bad because it was troubling Ditya.

Intentionally invites Cyra to eat at the cafe where Ditya works so that she knows her husband's work, but Cyra instead acts up.

"Yes, already! Waiting!"

Ditya finally left Cyra and Zizi's desk feeling a little cocky.

"You, really, Ra! Poor thing, it's your husband" Zizi snorted.

"Yes! The buyer is King. But not like you, too, kali. You, the King, are sweet," dumal Zizi.

"Kok, even so you're the nyolot, anyway?! The person in question is okay, really."

"That's because he values you not only as a buyer, but also as his wife. He just wants to remember your heart."

"Why do you keep doing it, anyway?! Or ... Don't-don't, you like it again the same Ditya?!" accuse Cyra of it.

"Eh!! Who said?! Ngaco you!"

Zizi did not accept the accusations of his best friend.

"Well, that's from earlier you belain him continue. What's the name try if not su ...,"

"You guys why, the hell from earlier arguing continues. You don't realize you've disturbed the peace of other customers?!"

Not yet Cyra finished his sentence, Ditya came to the second table of the gray-white ABG.

Cyra and Zizi stopped the argument, when he saw that almost all eyes were looking at them with a sharp piercing look of annoyance.

"Eh, sorry!" zizi's great-grandson to everyone.

While Cyra just nodded and grimaced in embarrassment.

"Eat him, if you want to argue, look at Sikon. Not all of these places can be used for debate. If you want to debate, there in the House of Representatives! That's not even a pointless debate like this one of yours. Dialogin, the problem of the country that is facing a cockroach outbreak that is not kelar-telar! How to overcome and say it so that the country is safe."

Ditya also put the order of the two girls in front of him while nyerocos.

"Ah, Sister Ditya can do it! If you want this outbreak to be resolved quickly and finished, do not need to be reported continuously, dong! Let people not think negatively continue the same, coro. Well, if there is no news, we can freely move anywhere. I'm sure, the coro will go away on its own. Why, because he no longer felt afraid. Haha ...!" kelakar Zizi's.

"Hust! Don't just talk about you, Zi!"

"Ups! Sorry, Brother! Joking around too."

Zizi immediately covered her mouth with her left hand.

"Now your order, Ra! Sphagetti tasted the same sweet sour shrimp. Good thing it's making it."

Ditya pushed his wife's sphagetti plate forward.

"Somehow good is it to eat such fresh food?!" chirping Zizi.

Cyra does not criticize Zizi or Ditya.

He just fun to pour sweet sour shrimp full of spices into a Sphagetti dish and stir it with a fork.

"Emm, good, really!" cyra said as soon as one mouthful of sphagetti entered her feathers.

Zizi and Ditya also gawk at her making with Cyra's strange behavior according to them.

"There are you, Ra!" Zizi.

"Basic freak!" muttered Ditya.

"It's not weird, but it's smart! We can eat food as we wish, even if there is no menu."

Cyra again feed sphagetti and sweet-sour prawns his mouth without heeding the strange gazes of the two people in front of him who are still gawking. It was obvious that he enjoyed the food.