The Little Sunshine
CHAPTER 8

Bhara painstakingly cleans the fins of the fish and smears them with seasoning prepared by Shaqaella's wife Fandi. Alina looked at her father carefully. Until the fish goes into the frying pan, Alina is still at home waiting for her father until the fish caught is mature.

"Alina, your clothes are wet, son, aren't you cold?" ask Bhara, although at all ages who have entered the number 50 but he still looks young and dashing.

Bhara wore an apron on his chest, although he was a man, he also had a talent for cooking, while Art House kept looking at the middle-aged man with a look of admiration, because besides being handsome he was also good at cooking.

Shaqaella herself also felt amazed, remembering that, as long as she became Fandi's wife not a single bit Fandi entered the kitchen of their home.

"Dear Alina." Alina turned to look at her aunt who was still preparing dishes at the dining table.

"Your clothes are wet, you catch a cold if you don't change clothes, let's take a shower and then just continue" Shaquella said stroking Alina's back.

"but bik, later Alina fish afraid to be taken om rafka."

Shaquella smiled at Alina's innocence. "No dear, auntie who will keep your fish safe, take a shower first."

although not willing.in the end, Alina took off the fish caught, it feels good to be able to do something else. Alina rushed up the stairs and Rafka had gone down the stairs, the two of them crossing each other.

"Be careful if my fish you eat." that's the meaning of Alina's eye-lotting to Rafka.

Rafka replies to Alina's plot, "just wait, after you're done taking a shower I'll take everything."

Then the two of them released their gazes, Alina continued her steps up, while Rafka headed downstairs, She was already prepared with a white shirt that was combined with a navy line tie, and also the jaz that he is still resting on his right arm.in his left hand controls the mobile phone instead if the assistant needs him.

"For mother, I smell good what today's bunfa?" Rafka sat on the bench as usual.

"Rafka."

"Om bhara." Rafka examines the appearance of bhara still using apron.

Bhara understood his current appearance, he took off his apron and sat down.

"Well, which one would you choose?" shquella asked who made Rafka's gaze turn towards the group.

"That's a bund." point Rafka at the vegetable and fried chicken made by Lila.

Shquella painstakingly gives stir-fried vegetables and fried chicken to a rafka plate.

Before long, Fandi also entered the dining room, he sat in a chair dedicated to the head of the family.

"Rafka, neat right, is there an important issue in the office?" ask Fandi

"well, there are only a few that Rafka took care of and had to go to the office this morning" said rafka.

"morning all...!" alina cheerfully greeted the whole room.

All in the room answered alina's greeting, and in contrast to rafka, she looked at alina without blinking.and shaqaella noticed that and flicked her son's arm until she realized the look in her eyes.

Alina sat side by side with her bhara, her father.he had long missed eating together like this, if her mother was here then complete already family, but unfortunately it was just wishful thinking only. Quinby prefers his job over having to hang out with his family.

"Alina, let's go eat the fish." Bhara gave the fish its fry, and,

"Thank you papa." alina smiled warmly.

As usual, when eating is just silence, and no one speaks, all that is heard is the clink of a spoon resting on a bell plate.

Alina's eyes glazed over, after putting in her last mouthful with a smile.

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