The Charm of Love Amartha
Playing Fire
For some time, Aaraf decided to stay in Indonesia, he decided to become one of the investors in the company Ganendra group, this is certainly welcomed by Satya. Though the investment is only an excuse so that he can stay longer in Indonesia.
In the morning, a couple were at the supermarket, pushing their trolley full of groceries.
"What do you want to do, Yank?" tanya Satya who saw his wife choose fruits and put sugar java into her trioley.
"Rujak fruit, Mas .. kayaknya delicious eaten during the day gini," said Amartha while choosing melon.
"May, I also suddenly want to make a little spicy, Yank .. All of you buy mangoes too, I want the spirit to be given mangoes," said Satya while imagining the fresh fruit. After choosing the desired melon fruit, Amartha then choose a mango fruit that is about still not too ripe, so there is asem-asemnya that. And not only melons and mangoes, the woman also took pineapples.
"What are you taking this much milk for, Mom?" amartha's forehead wrinkled as she looked at the 2 dozen milk cans of ningkring in her troley.
"No idea, now like to ask Firlan for milk," said Satya casually, but got a probing look from his wife.
"Canned milk, Yank ... canned milk, sterile milk like gini nih..." Satya immediately clarified her words so as not to sound ambiguous
"Yank, I think it's Aaraf, huh! what the hell is there for people here?" satya said to his wife who was looking in the direction the man was pointing.
"Yes, do you want to go shopping, will you embrace? how the hell, Mas?" sahut Amartha's.
"Sorry! hey!" Satya waved at Aaraf.
"May shopping too?" said Aaraf who pushed his trolley.
"Yes regular monthly stock, eh ... instead of you staying in a hotel? how about buying raw materials?" tanya Satya who pointed at Aaraf's groceries.
"Oh, I've taken the apartment around here, so yes, often cook yourself, even if you eat food from the outside," replied Aaraf by throwing a smile at his friend's wife, who is also a friend, it made Amartha a little uncomfortable with the smile the man gave her.
"Yes, we met here by chance, we ate together at my house, I invited you to lunch" said Satya, who immediately looked at Amartha for approval.
"Yes, bwoleh," Amartha nodded as a sign that he agreed with what Satya said.
"Happy," said Aaraf who then looked towards Anartha who seemed a little nervous.
Arriving at the apartment unit, Satya and Amartha opened the door, Aaraf never once turned his eyes away from the beautiful woman in front of him.
"You guys sit down, let me make lunch for the three of us, where's the kitchen? " the word Aaraf without the stale nasa.
"There," Satya pointed to one corner of her house, featuring a white kitchen set with dark brown parquet floors, giving a warm impression.
"I've changed my clothes first, stay first Raaf!" said Satya who gave the code to his wife if she could take her own clothes
"Okay, okay relax," replied Aarafbyang, who started walking towards the kitchen.
"So, let me cook" said Amartha. Whether she was uncomfortable with Aaraf's gaze on her, the gaze was like a deep gaze, but if there was her husband Aaraf was just looking at her.
"It's okay to be beautiful, you help me peel if you want" said Aaraf, who made Amartha keep her distance from the man. He was busy taking out the groceries he had bought with Satya.
"Do you like western or Indonesian food?" aaraf asked as he looked at the available food ingredients.
"What ajah.." answered Anartha briefly.
Aaraf starts by slicing thinly into meat, while Amartha helps peel the jaheth, garlic. Adjacent to this woman makes a different sensation. The perfume Amartha wore was so soft that Aaraf wanted to embrace the body. Amartha, who found herself too close to her husband's friend, shifted away, pretending to pick something up in the fridge for example.
"You!" chirped Aaraf with a hard-to-pronounce look.
"Ehm, I mean you can peel onions and slices, too," Aaraf immediately uttered his words when he saw Anartha's face that looked uncomfortable with her.
Aaraf now switched to making spices and marinating meat, and put meat in the refrigerator, but Amartha had not yet finished slicing onions, apparently the woman sliced while crying.
"Hey, are you crying?" Aaraf asked as he approached the woman who was his friend's wife.
"No," said Amartha quickly, he did not want Aaraf to approach him.
"It's just this slicing thing" said Amartha, showing onions in her hand.
"Here let me." said Aaraf who would touch Amartha but Satya quickly came and approached his wife who had been flooded with tears.
"Darling? wh why? hem?" Satya cupped his wife's face.
"That's okay, Mas, just the bring made the eyes sore," replied Amartha who would rub his eyes with his hands.
"Don't! here, let me blow it" said Satya who blocked Amartha's hand that would rub his eyes.
"Udah? now mending you wash your hands and wait for us, let me help Aaraf," said Satya after blowing his wife's eyes, so that the pain in his eyes was reduced.
"You said your husband, you envy me, huh?" aaraf.
"Eat him a piece of marriage" said Satya.
"Later, if there is a candidate," said Aaraf and smiled.
Amartha chose to cut the fruit as their dessert, rather than having to sit around casually.
Beef teriyaki is ready with some other foods such as crispy fried enoki mushrooms and saute baby kailan.
"Well, cook also you, Raaf! it's so good, I swear!" Satya praised Aaraf's delicious cuisine.
"Thank God you like it, come by my house sometime, let me make a wagyu steak" said Aaraf, stealing a glance at Amartha.
"May too, tuh! we'll play your house sometime, won't we, honey?" satya said, holding his wife's hand on the table. Aaraf looked at her normally, trying to smile at her friend.
"I-iya, Mas.." replied Amartha with an awkward smile.
They enjoyed lunch together. However, Amartha was uncomfortable as it continued to be stared at by Aaraf. And with or unintentionally, Aaraf's legs nudged the legs of the woman sitting next to her husband, Amartha looked up at her face that was trying to focus on her eating.
Aaraf smiled by raising a glass filled with water, Amartha really did not want the man to linger in his house.
"Sorry Satya, but this is really interesting" said Aaraf in his heart.
Amartha tried to shift her seat towards her husband.
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