The Love Struggle of the Village Girl
Chapters. 42

"Why aren't you Firo?" vina asked when they were all at the table, because the food that Yuna had prepared was gone, even though only half an hour Yuna cooked. But, the cuisine has been available so much. And neatly arranged on the table.

"Yes Firo, grandma is worried you're okay, we better take you to the hospital. Or if you don't want to, let your uncle call the house's personal doctor." - timpal Rima, who made the grandson immediately massage his temple. While Zeen who saw that, continued to laugh with pleasure. Even Yuna who was staring at the plate and spoon was confused when she saw Zeen's behavior, which Yuna thought was very strange.

Albaret instantly got up from his seat, "Oh! Let me get you a phone first, get a doctor's phone."

"Wait uncle!" prevent Firo.

"Yes? Why Firo?" tanya Albaret furrowed her brows.

"Uncle doesn't need to call the doctor, I'm really fine. Why are you so excited! Just because of a joke from Zeen's sister?" Firo said, shaking his head.

"Who? I never joke, sister! I saw your pale face, so I thought you were sick" Zeen said in a relaxed tone.

Firo looked at Zeen with an annoyed look. "But your guess is Zeen's fault! I've never been sick once, you as a doctor why can't you tell the difference?"

Zeen shut her mouth for a moment, "Oh! I'm a doctor, why did I forget?" zo Zeen's Beo.

Not much different from Zeen, Albaret immediately patted his eel. "Who? Papa is also a doctor, why did papa arrive, want to trouble nolfon personal doctor? Do we have a personal doctor?" tanya Albaret felt confused to herself.

Rima and Vina looked at each other.

"I forgot too... Is it possible because of my senile factor." Rima sighed, while shaking her head.

"Same with Vina mah... I had a doctor's husband, I forgot my husband was the boss of the hospital." Vina chuckled softly while shaking her head.

Yuna who was still standing near the table, also laughed when she saw their absurd behavior.

Firo was made even more upset, because he was like being played by his own family. Even his grandmother followed him like them.

Still with his mouth shut, Zeen could not bear to laugh wide, but he tried to beat it. If he laughs now, he will never stop laughing.

"Yes, yasuda... We forgot that, because my granddaughter Firo said she wasn't even sick herself. Then we all need not worry anymore." explained Rima, while neutralizing her face that had wanted to laugh. But he can still question it, because he does not want the image of his anger lost due to him who will laugh.

Albaret who had been standing was, again sitting beside Firo. For a moment he patted the young man on the shoulder beside him. "I'm sorry Firo, uncle forgot. If uncle is also a doctor." said Albaret with a small laugh.

Firo sighed for a moment. "It's uncle, no need to discuss anymore" he said indifferently, which immediately made Albaret shake his head.

"You cannot change, your past and present nature is the same." muttered Albaret, again shaking his head.

Rima looked at Yuna who was still standing near the table, right beside her. "You cooked this yourself?" ask Rima.

Yuna who was asked nodded. "Yes, grandma." she replied.

"But... Why is it this much? I can't believe you cooked it yourself." said Rima, looking very hesitant.

Firo who was sitting quietly was, suddenly smiling obliquely. "Maybe he's lying grandma... I know that she must have, asked the waiter for help. People when I go to the toilet, just eat it not yet" said Firo while folding his hands in the chest.

Rima seemed to be thinking in silence. "Hemmm." just heard a mutter from his mouth.

Yuna who saw the doubt from Rima reviewed the smile on her lips. "If grandma doesn't believe me, grandma can ask the housekeeper here" Yuna said.

Vina who heard that, immediately exclaimed. "Oh! True what Yuna said, we better just ask aunt."

"Auntie.... Bi Minah." shouted Vina calling her maid.

A middle-aged lung waiter, running in waves from the kitchen, stood right next to Yuna.

"Yes, ma'am, is there anything I can do?" ask Mina the housekeeper.

Vina. "No, no... I just wanted to ask you one thing."

"Ask what madam?" tanyakanya.

"Is it true, if my son-in-law Yuna, cooks herself in the kitchen. And no one helped him?" asked Vina with a serious look.

For a moment the middle-aged lung servant, glanced at Yuna. Then he smiled, looking back at his master. "No nyah... No one helped non Yuna cook, I myself saw non Yuna cook herself in the kitchen" she said with a smile, and felt proud of her young master.

Vina, who heard that, smiled proudly. She then glanced at her husband who was also smiling, raising two eyebrows at him, which made him immediately chuckle softly.

"How mah? Does my son-in-law still look dubious?" vina asked her in-laws, who just kept quiet while staring at the food on the table. Looks like the old woman, made silent a thousand languages.

TBC.

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