
Luna appeared just as they stopped talking about her. In the hands of Luna there are mangoes to make juice.
“I'm sorry to go back to the front, yes Sir,” said Bi Muti.
“Iya, Bi. Thanks for the fritters,” said Ian. Bi Muti returned to his home.
“There are only mangoes. You want, Elio?” bargain Luna while showing the fruit in her hand.
“What cowl isn't?” ask Elio.
“Neg. It's sweet kok.”
“Yes! I want!” Elio apparently likes many original fruits have a sweet taste.
“OK. I'm executing first. Want to go make juice?” Luna offers tinkering with blenders.
“Emmm ... “ Elio glances at Ian. “I can't be such a toy.” The boy was lethargic. Luna looked at Ian. Somewhat long. This man blinked because he looked at Luna.
“What Elio can make juice with me, Sir?” luna asked this man. Elio Ian turned to his lowered son. Then look at Luna again. “Abilitate, Sir?” asked Luna to beg.
Ian scratched his forehead.
“It means I have to renege on the rules I made myself.”
“Elio needs a lot of knowledge, sir. So I don't think it's just a joke. I'm not gonna let Elio touch anything dangerous anyway. I'll keep an eye on him,” promised Luna.
“Alright then.” Ian relented. “I let Elio help you.”
Hearing that, Elio looked up and looked at his papa happily.
“Really, Pa?” the boy asked in disbelief. Ian nodded
“OK! We begin. Go Ian!” luna shouted surprisingly. To the extent that Ian widened his eye bead in shock his name was mentioned.
“Eh!” Luna closed her lips with her hands. The bead of eyes glanced at Ian who was still looking at him. As waiting for the continuation of the reaction Luna has mentioned her name without frills the designation ‘Pak’ in front of her. “Sorry, Mr. Ian. Forgive me.” Luna bowed to apologize. Elio did not understand.
Ian laughed at the end. “Iya. Its alright. Come Stand. Don't bend over,” said Ian received an apology from his men. Luna immediately straightened her body while grimacing in embarrassment.
“I ... Make juice first, Mr.” Luna pointed at her small kitchen which was visible from the living room.
“Ya, please,” said Ian please. The woman approached Elio, then grabbed the boy's hand to take him to the kitchen.
“Come, Elio. We're fast to the kitchen,” take Luna whispering. The boy came along when his hand was pulled by Luna. There he prepared his materials and tools.
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Ian from the living room chair noticed the woman was teaching Elio to peel the mango.
Elio looked seriously noticed as Luna peeled the mango. Then the fruit is placed in a clean container. After the mango was washed, Luna asked Elio to put it in a blender.
“So I put the fruit in here?” elio asked in surprise.
“True. Because you've allowed papa to do it. Please.” Luna invited this young master to do so.
Elio looked astonished as he did that ordinary work. After all the ingredients were put in, Luna asked Elio to press a button. Initially hesitated.
“Press a bit hard if you want to drink juice immediately, Elio,” Luna command. Elio nodded. Once sure you can, fruit and other ingredients are blender perfectly.
Ian's eyeballs could not be separated from the two people there. Especially that woman. His hand scratched his chin slowly. He thinks they are so close. Different from Naura.
Am I wrong to just follow a will from you, my wife? I think I was wrong. I'm sorry if I start doubting your will.
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