The Magic Face Brush
Breakfasted

In a room a couple was chatting while enjoying their warm tea. The wife's face was so happy when she conveyed her wishes, no matter what she was telling her husband. 

"Pa, Mama has met the girl Farel's son. She's beautiful and kind, even they love each other what if we were this matchmaking move?" Sarah, so enthusiastic want to immediately marry Elo and Mey. But not with Rakka, who wasn't so enthusiastic.

Slowly Rakka, drinking the tea and then put the cup back in front of him. "Are you sure that girl is Farel's son?" Rakka, looking at Sarah, seemed to doubt his wife's words.

"You doubt me? I know the girl very well, so I'm sure that she's Mey, the son of Farel we've been looking for." 

"What's the evidence?" Sarah's gaze, turned into dislike of her husband let alone Rakka, doubted her speech. 

"Proof! Do I need proof? My heart is never wrong when it comes to judging someone. You know when Sharon, coming and saying that she's the granddaughter of the Antares group that we're going to be in a match with our son, my heart wasn't moved at all - there wasn't a shred of trust in her." Now the atmosphere becomes tense Sarah tries to convince.

"I don't doubt your words. It's just that we have to be more careful, a lot of people who will make this opportunity to enter into our family. I don't want to vote wrong, we almost got Elo married, with the wrong woman that we think is the candidate that has been chosen by papa. However, we're wrong she's not that woman." 

Rakka's doubts, not without reason. She remembers forcing Elo to marry Sharon. Rakka, don't want that to happen again.

"We can choose wrongly, but our son will not be wrong" elak Sarah. "I have no evidence to convince you that Mey is the girl we're looking for. But I have a witness that can make you sure." Rakka, looking at Sarah, was very deep because she saw faith in her wife. 

"Well, find me with that witness" Rakka said, drawing Sarah to a smile. 

"I'm sure you'll believe it after meeting him." Rakka, just reply with a smile. 

"I want to immediately realize the mandate of papa. However, it is a will that must be moved. My heart would be calmer if I had married them both." 

"Who will marry?" The soft voice of a woman surprised the couple. 

"Jilya," call Sarah. Jilya, directly sat in front of the two of them. 

"Tante, Om, what were you talking about who's getting married is Elo? My brother is getting married? With who? I need to know what the candidate looks like because I don't want my brother to pick the wrong one." 

Various questions in Jilya, Sarah, just rolled her eyes lazy, and only the smile that Sarah showed. Jilya, indeed, was very close to Elo, and only Jilya, was the woman who got Elo's attention. 

"Where are you going so early?" ask Sarah. 

"Tante, instead of answering my question, asked back." Sarah just laughed. 

"What if your sister is getting married?" Now Rakka, who asked. 

"You planned the wedding but didn't ask me! I'm here you don't think of me." ketus Jilya, pursing his lips. 

"Jilya, Elo, has grown up sooner and later she's getting married. After all, this girl is your grandfather's choice, they've been married for a long time" Rakka explained. 

"What is the magic woman? I don't agree if my brother's in a match with her." Jilya, only knows if Sharon, who is in a match with Elo. Jilya was indeed very opposed to this matchmaking from the past, because she did not like Sharon very much.

"Om, Auntie, why the hell should be in a match. Just let my brother find his own companion. If in America perhaps they would oppose the matchmaking of their masters." 

"Jilya, they're a match, but Elo, who loves that girl so much, is that wrong?" sarah's words, made Jilya, curious about the girl her brother loved, because all this time Elo, never put his heart on anyone. 

"Where does Auntie come from, know if my sister loves her? I know very well my brother, from a very long time ago he hated that magical woman." Jilya, still considers that Sharon, the woman whom Elo loves. 

"This is a different woman. If you want to see him come to his house," said Sarah, withdrawing her smile. 

"Home! Do they live in a house? Oh no way, my brother asked her to stay together, even I never brought her to his house is not fair." 

Sarah, and Rakka, laughed crisply at the attitude of Jilya, who was like jealous of her brother. How not, Jilya, has never entered into the house occupied by Elo, even invited never, it is only natural that Jilya, surprised to know Elo, even when he was invited, he brought a woman to ask her to live together. 

"Where are you going?" sarah asked, as Jilya, got up from her seat.

"I'm going to see my brother. I'll see what that woman looks like" said Jil, who immediately stepped away. 

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"What is this?" said Elo, who pulled out his blanket and got out of his bed and straight out of his room following the aroma of cooking so fragrant. 

Elo, walking down the stairs with hair that is still messy and a face that is tangled because of waking up but it does not make the good looks fade. Elo, walk deeper into his kitchen area. On seeing him a girl who was still wearing her sleeping pajamas with her hair tied above her head made her neckline look so smooth. 

The girl was none other than Mey, who was still busy with her cooking activities. Unaware of the man who kept watching her. Elo, keep smiling let Mey, do her thing. It was a beautiful sight in the morning that he first saw.

'Is this what it is if you have a wife? Which every morning will cook for him' thought Elo, in his heart. 

"Master," the cry of a servant surprised his daydream. 

"What's wrong?" ask Elo, with his flat face. 

"Sorry, my Master never told Miss Mey to cook but I can't ban her Mr." The servant was so frightened that his master would be angry to see his lover doing his duty. 

"It's okay, go!" edith Elo, without even glancing a single glance at the servant her gaze was still fixed on the woman who was cooking in front of him. 

"Master isn't angry!" the waiter asked back. 

"Do you want me to scold you?" Elo's gaze, being sharp was so terrifying. 

"No sir, then excuse me." The waiter resigned. "unusually. What happened to Sir today? But thank God he was not angry" said the waiter who passed away. 

"What kind of fragrant smell are you cooking?" elo asked, to Mey's surprise, to Mey's luck, it's done cooking otherwise it's impossible for the dish to fall apart. 

"You're awake! I've prepared breakfast for you" Mey said, with a smile. 

"Hm .. good wife-to-be." Mey's cheeks, re-encounter with the red words of Elo, were able to carry her flying as high as possible. 

"What the hell!" Mey, can't hide anymore if her feelings have soared. 

"Well, why?" elo said, looking at Mey, meaningfully . 

"We better have breakfast while the rice is still warm." Mey, switch the conversation. Then bring two dishes of fried rice that has been cooked to the table makasarapann. Elo, just follow him and sit in his chair. 

"You're not having breakfast?" elo asked, seeing Mey, not eating a bit of her cooking. 

"No, you just eat. Does it taste good?" 

"During your tasting it doesn't change." Mey, smiling at Elo, ate his breakfast voraciously. 

"I'm going to deliver breakfast to grandma" said Mey, who got up from her seat. 

"So it's for your grandmother?" Elo, thinking it was Mey's breakfast, because there were only two dishes on the table but it turned out that Mey, prepared it for her grandmother. 

"Yes, this is for grandma. I went to Grandma's room first!" 

"Wait," refuted Elo, who pulled his hand. "Sit down" said Elo, Mey. 

"There's ap-" said Mey, held back as a spoon silenced her mouth. 

"Eat first." slowly Mey, eat the rice that Elo, bribe. Elo, continue to bribe him without realizing anyone saw the beautiful scenery. Breakfast together in a couple's feed. 

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