The Charm of Love Amartha
How does Gini taste?

"Why?" ask Vira.

"What's that good? until my mom doesn't want me to eat this? I just want to taste the sauce a little," said Vira.

"So? you cook not tasted first?" ask Goddess.

"No, the cook people were invited to chat mauh," said Vira honestly, Ricko to choke on hearing Vira's answer.

"Drink, Brother..." Vira thrust a glass of water at Ricko, the man immediately drank it and finished off half a glass of water.

Vira also took a spoonful of gongso sauce and brought it closer to her mouth.

"Don't" cried the Goddess.

"A little doang" said Vira, while Raharjo immediately looked the other way. He could not imagine if the broth entered his mouth.

"Woooeeeekkkk! pwiihi! how does gini feel?" vira said while tasting her tongue, she quickly sipped Ricko's water. The goddess chuckled at the face of her son who felt an incredible sensation inside his mouth.

"Udah, Brother! don't eat, then there's a stomachache" said Vira, trying to stop Ricko from chewing his food.

"Well, that's it.." said Ricko showing the plate. Raharjo and Dewi gawk.

"Astagfirlah, how can it be eliminated? how sick are you?" vira said worriedly.

"You're tired of cooking" said Ricko, who poured water back into a glass and drank it to the toilet.

"Huuufh, I just went out to buy food, sorry my cooking is not good," said Vira with a very sorry face.

"No need, Mama equally eat bread already," said Raharjo.

Seeing his son was tired of fighting in the kitchen, he felt unbearable if Vira had to go out to buy them food.

"I'm sorry, the intention will masakin even so kayak gini," said Vira, he exhaled slowly.

"It's okay, dear ... Your intention is good, the wrong mother, the mother has never taught you, so it's natural that you can't," said Dewi calming.

Vira smiles at the Goddess, she turns to Ricko. Vira fails to focus on Ricko's red lips and occasionally he hears the man hissing with piquancy. Vira was powerless to want to laugh seeing Ricko's face that stayed cool even though the tongue felt like numbness.

At around 10 a.m., Vira returned to the boarding house. Because he has a day shift.

"You're going to kosan?" ask Ricko who suddenly nongol in the living room.

"Yes, sister ... today I entered the afternoon, why?" Vira put a backpack on both shoulders.

"The intent is very good" Ricko said.

"No, I took a taxi. Oh, huh? if you later diarrhea because of eating my cooking this morning, say yes? let me bring you some medicine" said Vira.

"It won't be diarrhea, just calm down." said Ricko tried to calm down so that Vira did not think.

"Yes, I said goodbye, assalamualaikum.." said Vira.

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful on the road" Ricko replied.

As promised, Amartha sent clothes, bags and shoes for Vira to wear at the seventh month event which will be held in a few days. The woman brought in a red box given by Damian, the driver of Amartha when she reached the boarding house.

Vira was very excited when she saw what Amartha had given her.

A few days have passed, currently mami Sandra is busy seeing the results of decorations for the seventh month event Amartha content.

The magnificent house is decorated with live flowers whose aroma really spoils the sense of smell.

"You likey?" sandra asked, looking at Amartha who was beside her.

"Oh, yes ... Prisha where?" ask Sandra, because from earlier did not see the form of her youngest child.

"There's in the room, again the same phone call," hawab Amartha.

"Haish, the boy..." Sandra bobbing heads, Prisha even fun-asikan phone while the house again boisterous like this.

"Where's the souvenir to put, ma'am?" ask someone who brings a few boxes of souvenirs that will be given to invited guests who come.

"On that room alone, yes there, thank you, ." said Sandra pointed to a guest room.

"You just sit in the dalem, honey .. later you are tired of people pacing around like gini," said Sandra.

"Capek, Mam sat down, "Amartha shook her head and liked to see people arranging her house.

"We're like covering the dining room, mami's got vanilla pudding, so good! let them finish the job" Sandra said.

"Oh, honey, have you eaten yet? it's late afternoon" continued Sandra.

"Yet, Mam ... not laper," replied Amartha.

"Although not laper, you still have to eat the pity of Mami's grandson here dong, he needs enough nutrition to support his growth and development" said Sandra reminded.

"Bright eat, mami temenin," said Sandra again, Amartha smiled and nodded. As they walked towards the dining room, Amartha sat herself down slowly and so did her in-laws.

"Satya didn't come home?" ask Sandra.

"No, Mam. A lot of work he said," said Amartha who began to spoon rice and side dishes to his plate.

"That boy if the work is exactly like his papa," said Sandra accompanied by a sigh.

"Yes have been eaten first, if you continue to chat there you do not eat again" said Sandra.

At work, Sinta was pensive. I propped up his chin with both hands. His mind drifted somewhere.

A message went to Sinta's phone, the woman with long straight hair grabbed the phone on her desk. He smiled as he read the message from Amartha, the beautiful pregnant woman reminded Sinta to come at the event that will be held tomorrow morning.

Sinta leaned her back on her great chair, she moved it to the right and to the left while typing a reply for Amartha. Sinta said that he would definitely come. Shortly after Sinta's secretary knocked on the door and entered the boss' room, he brought a white box. The secretary immediately resigned and closed the door from the outside.

Sinta starts opening the box, she grabs a card.

I don't know your taste, but I hope you like it. Amartha.

Sinta smiled as she looked at those pretty covered clothes. Tears seeped from the corner of his eye. He immediately removed the clear liquid that would soon fall. He sent a message to his best friend, saying thank you.

"I'm ashamed to have been mean to you, while you never considered me an enemy" Sinta said.

Sibta immediately rose and went out with a white coral in his hand. He walked towards the car park. The woman sat in the steering wheel, then stepped on the accelerator toward a place.

"Good day, Miss." said a friendly woman.

"New looks, here! you haven't been here in a long time, Sin.." said a woman who owns the place that Sinta is now visiting.

"Yes Aunty ... There is only time," said Sinta who then chose the wrong chair and faced the large mirror in front of him.

"What do you think, huh? or want another treatment?" asked the woman while stroking Sinta's long hair.

"I want to be cut this way" said Sinta, pointing to her neck to limit how short the hair she wanted.

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