The Kidnapped Hot Dady
Because of sambel

Hp Meera rang early in the morning. He who was still in the arms of the big body of the dady immediately opened his eyes and grabbed hp on the nightstand next to the bed and lifted him up.

“Ya, Vira?”

“Mistress, Sorry to interrupt early in the morning. Bik Tum is not in at the moment because his grandson is sick, so he has to babysit. I can't cook alone, so_”

“Already, let me cook. Wait and prepare all the ingredients in the kitchen, yes?”

“Iya, Mistress.” Vira nodded and turned off her phone.

Meera then slowly removed the dady hand from her body, then he grabbed a negligee that was too far away from the bed at that time and wore it again because it was still clean enough and not exposed to any stains from last night. She turned her head for a moment to kiss her husband's forehead first,”Where?” dady asked who suddenly grabbed his face.

“Bik Tum can not enter, so Meera who wants to cook for breakfast.”

“You can?”

“Eh, why underestimate once? Never been Meera masakin, huh?” dady shook his head.

Meera then moved on and left the dady who was back to sleep soundly at that time. Tired of playing last night as if never tired of admiring each other and enjoying each other's bodies that have become opium to each other.

Meera then tied her hair and went downstairs to meet Vira and started cooking there. Even Vira prepared warm tah to make Meera more excited at this time.

Chicken opor, stir-fry a variety of vegetables and tempe mendoan as well as Meera's favorite sauce become an alternative to this morning's cuisine. Meera so eagerly processed it all, especially during there she was not allowed to step on the kitchen too often by her husband.

“Wah, fragrant,” praise Vira who just cleaned up some parts of the house when Meera was busy cooking food.

“Cicip, Ra... Delicious no?” Even Meera did not hesitate to scoop the soup and greet it to Vira at that time. He never once felt their caste was different today because from the beginning they were the same.

“Truthful, Mistress. Master would have liked, and the more love this later.”

“Love?” think Meera in her heart. He immediately looked awkward when he heard that word from Vira.

At that time Vira immediately grabbed a rue and helped Meera to make a sauce that smelled no less fragrant with other dishes. Although it feels a little pungent with a spicy aroma mixed a little terasi for the spice.

“Empph... What is this?” oma who just came out of her room. He went straight to the kitchen and saw the cooking of the two of them, even staring in disgust with the sauce that Meera made and kneeled Vira at that time.

“Where to Tum? Where's Bik Tum? Why is the cooking like this?”

“Bik Tum's permission is on Oma, so Mrs Meera cooks this morning. Soon finished, this sambelnya udah_”

A sreek!! Oma's nimble hand grabbed the wooden stick and threw the sauce into the trash. He even washed the container clean so many times that the smell is believed not to be smelled anymore.

“Bu Oma... Mistress?”

“Food village! Cook again real, I don't want any food like this eaten by my son-in-law and grandchildren!”

Meera just shut up doesn't rub it all. What is clear is that he is very upset at this time and tries to hold everything back so that there is no commotion in the morning.

After cooking, Meera goes straight into the room to take care of her husband and son while Vira tidies up all at the dinner table.

“Sean! A little bit of why? It's noon!” the snaps were heard from Sean's room back then, of course from his omens.

The shocked Meera went in and found Seannya was cowering in fear under the table.

“What is this? Darling_” Meera immediately grabbed the body of the son and carried him.

“About? You seem to be accusing me of doing evil with my own grandson at this time.”

“If not, why is Sean scared?” look at Meera sharply at him. Meera looked like she couldn't hold back her emotions at the moment.

Meera immediately brought Sean to prepare all his clothes instead even though oma Vani kept nyerocos nagging him back then even censored him non-stop. Sean reflexively closed his ears because he did not want to hear everything. Even he wanted to cover Meera's ears at that time so that he was not sad with oma's speech.

“I used to educate Momy Sean hard like this, with upbringing so that he could be independent. See results! She could even help her husband set up the company and advance it together. Is it you, who came and immediately enjoyed the results of their hard work?”

Meera doesn't heed it all, just focuses on taking care of Sean and bathing him at that time. It was fortunate that Sean had prepared the book that he would bring to his school today. After Sean, Meera goes out to continue the rush for her husband in the room. Fortunately, at that time, the dady was neat, so Meera only helped him put a tie and some accessories that must be worn today.

Meera is gloomy, her face is not as cheerful as usual and Dady realizes it all.

“What's up?”

“Oma Sean, bummer. Early morning look for mulu problems, kesel!” meera frowned her hand. “Even her omelette Sean early in the morning until frightened under the table. Where is Dafa, not out too?”

“He went. Ever since you said Tum's grandson was sick, I asked him to take him to the hospital for treatment.” Meera could only sigh deeply to hear it.

“Yaudah, Meera shower first.”

“Let me take Sean with you if you're tired.”

“Ngga need, rather than more stress at home. CCTV monitor aja continue,” said Meera who took a shower without closing the door. At that time Dady can only swallow saliva even though it is not visible to the eye.

*

“I smelled the scent of sambal earlier. Where's the link?” ask Dady when he saw the taka da shape of sambal on the dining table, even though the aroma was so delicious smelled in his nose.

“Ngga so sambelnya,” answer meera lethargic while feeding Sean. Dady just tilted his head and looked at him questioningly back then.

“Mamam throw away the sauce. Sambel what smells so,”

“The name is also fixed,” reply Meera. Oma just chuckled annoyed at hearing that.

“So Louis wants a sambel? Ane can masakin loh, which will definitely be more delicious and hygienic than sambel earlier.” Ane offers herself to cook.

“Oh yes? So great of you. Beautiful, fine, good at cooking.” Dady immediately set his eyes on his sister-in-law, making Ane immediately bowed and blushed shyly made and like flying straight into the air.

“Iya dong, is he mama's son. Perfect right?” Oma added to the praise while occasionally glancing cynically at Meera who immediately took a deep breath.

“How, Mom?”

“Yes, it's up to dady just how good. Momy willingly,” replied resigned Meera, welcomed like the dipper Duo that was there. I don't know what their minds are at the moment.

“Alright if so, we agree to_”

“What's Brother?” asked Ane enthusiastically.

“Breakfast at 06.30, Momy and Sean's lunch at One noon, and dinner at Eight in the evening. Everything has to be perfect, as perfect as you said just now.” Dady immediately ate his breakfast at that time while occasionally feeding Meera.

The sign, at that time everyone was forbidden to talk except Momy who served his son's babble.

The dipper duo was muscled with restraining anger at this moment. It feels like emotions are floating like a hot air balloon ready to break at any time.