
In her kitchen, Debora saw what kind of food she had.
"He has done good to me. So I thought I should do my best for her too."
Deborah saw only one shelf of eggs that still remained eleven eggs. He always keeps a shelf of eggs on his moon to prevent hunger on his old date.
"Other than eggs, what else do I have?" Deborah analyzes, as well as records the depleted food so that when she wants to eat food that needs food, she is not surprised because it runs out.
"good. There's only eggs, a little vegetable and chili. I guess I need to make fried round eggs with vegetables."
Deborah began to boil the eggs while washing the vegetables. He was very happy because he would cook food for Angga. He likes Angga, so presenting the best seems to be worth what the man has been doing all day.
It only took half an hour, Debora had already finished it. He placed a bowl containing three boiled eggs which were then fried and sambal.
The bowl was placed on the dining table. Then Deborah took out two dishes and spooned the rice into the dish.
Take the eggs and vegetables and take them out using a tray. Maybe Angga is waiting.
It was clear when Debora saw Angga focused on her tablet in the car.
"This is your order" said Deborah, showing her big smile.
"Oh, thanks."
The goose took it and ate immediately. He was very happy to enjoy the dishes made by Debora let alone the sweet smile of the mother of the fetus that was conceived by Debora.
"You don't eat?" ask Angga who saw. Deborah leaned her body against the door of Angga's car whose glass was open. Debora continued to pay attention to Angga until the man felt a little uneasy.
While Angga who increasingly did not have the heart to see Debora was directly out of his car. "I'll eat in your house."
Mood Debora who was doing fine without a fight let Angga into her house.
"Here is my dinner table" said Deborah. He also sits in a chair. While eating, Angga continued to watch the pregnant woman in front of him.
"What tastes good?" ask Debora. They were very quiet during their meals. After it was finished, Angga only saw Debora to make the woman uncomfortable not playing.
"Yes, very good," Angga said honestly. "But I remember you not being good at taking care of yourself" continued Angga.
"You mean?" Deborah looked at the man who was still sitting on his wooden chair. Deborah was washing dishes.
"From the way you are too afraid when you want to be harassed by your manager. If I don't come .. maybe you've been told anything by him," said Angga put his sadness.
"I don't know how to defend myself. I was too weak and stupid. Can't really take care of myself."
Angga stood up and approached the woman. He seemed to touch Deborah's waist and close his lips to Deborah's. Deborah did not seem to give any response. Deborah was just scared without acting. Angga stopped touching Debora, a look of sadness emanated on Angga's face.
"I think you need to learn how to fight people who want to harass you" Angga decided.
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