
"Darling, I'm helping you." Say Syera while approaching Juan who is mengolek seasoning to make seblak.
"You can buy some spice, which?" Juan asked, he glanced at Shera who was clinging to her back, wrapping both of her hands around Juan's waist.
"Yes I learned dong, that's." Shera replied, he leaned spoiled on Juan's shoulder. It doesn't matter if Juan's mom sees his behavior.
"Jude, be careful."
"On gimanain?" Ask Syera.
"At ulek, baby. You can't, let me."
"No, I want to learn that."
"Nih in giniin." Juan teaches you how to stain the right seasoning. Syera tried it slowly.
"If it's a pegel, change it."
"Well, isshh, why can't you?" Wrestling Syera made Juan laugh. Especially when looking at the spices that are scattered, not smooth even messy everywhere.
"Udah, are you washing the vegetables? Let me pick the spice."
"Hehe, I'm sorry it's a mess."
"Father dear." Juan answered while chewing on Syera's cheeks with anxiety.
"It hurts, which."
"Ututuuu, my girlfriend's gemesin this." Juan kissed the lover's right and left cheeks.
"Isn't it sick?"
"Hehe, it's not now." Syera replied, she also brought a container of vegetables to wash her.
After feeling clean, Syera returned to the place where Juan was.
"Can you slice the meatballs, baby?" Juan asked after seeing Syera come with her vegetables.
"Can, that."
"Be careful, this knife will be sharp later hit by hand." Juan's sweat, Syera nodded her head. He also brought a cutting board and sat down while chopping up his meatballs.
"Look, who?"
"Yes, honey. Don't be so thin."
"Ohh yeah, you wanted to show me a monkey guava, right?" Ask Syera.
"Geez, you still want to, baby? Oh my god, I forgot." Juan answered with a laugh.
"Once I wonder what it looks like, if it's not rich monkeys then why the name guava monkey, which?" Syera asked, making Juan shake his head. Indeed the name of the fruit must match its shape huh? You see, from earlier Syera kekeuh if the monkey guava is formed should be like a monkey.
"Jude, come along." Invite Juan, Shera also rose from her seat quickly, then tailed behind Juan who walked first.
Juan opened the back door, Shera gaping because it turned out right behind Juan's house was a wilderness. What if there's a tigress out here and then eat them?
"Darling, what a forest."
"Yes, baby woods. You think there's a monkey guava tree where, in the mall?" Juan asked while chuckling.
"Hehe, yeah. I guess in the garden, that."
"Yes, this is a community garden. Just in the gini biarin, he said anyway let the tree cepet big." Obviously Juan.
"This is the hell if you want to pervert here will not be found out ya." Sherah's chirps made Juan turn around and then laugh.
"No, you're not so perverted, baby." Juan said as he touched Syera's forehead softly, making the girl grimace in pain.
"Hehe, you said the pervert was not a disease, but a normal sign right?"
"Yes, yeah."
"Well, I mean normal, baby." Answer Shera.
"Yes yes."
"Still far away, who?" Syera asked, she was not used to walking far, so her legs easily felt tired.
"It's here, well it's the fruit. How, like a monkey? Don't you?" Appoint Juan on the guava that hangs over his head.
"Yes, why is it called the monkey guava?"
"Maybe because the seeds are like a monkey's tail, that is." Juan replied, he hoped that after this Syera would not ask again why this fruit is called the monkey guava.
"It feels good?"
"Eat seblak anyway, ayoo ahh home. A lot of mosquitoes here, still mending if you're the mosquito."
"Cock me, which one?" Juan asked as he pointed to himself.
"What likes to bite red is a mosquito, right? Well, this is the result of your actions." Syera pointed to the chewy fruit of his which was filled by the reddish marks of the masterpiece of Juan's naughty lips.
"Hehe, gemes if not in the red-red ones."
"Hmm, but you never reddened my neck, that."
"Too around the neck later look like people, baby." Juan answered, while embracing the shoulder of Syera with affection.
"Ohh, yes, too."
"You are this, adorable. Will you play again?" Invite Juan while playing his eyebrows flirtatious.
"Byeah, I like having you." Syera answered, making Juan scramble the girl's hair so anxious.
They also returned home and continued the cooking show seblaknya, occasionally dyed romantic jokes ala a pair of lovers.
"They're perfumed, that's."
"Sure dong, who used to cook her. Juan that's it."
"Isshh yes, my girlfriend besides handsome cook also." Praise Syera, while pampering Juan's back.
"Son.." Romlah came in with his wheelchair, making Syera instantly release her hug on Juan's waist and immediately move away.
"Yes, Ma." Answer Juan.
"That Rinda hasn't come home yet, where did you go? It was his permission to play lato-lato the same temen, but how long."
"Ohh, jaudah Juan susulin first yes." Romlah nodded his ass.
"You take care of this first, huh? If it's boiling, let's cook the stove." Juan said to Syera, the girl nodded her head. Juan got out of the house in a hurry. This time, Syera felt awkward as Romlah looked at her with a meaningful gaze.
"Son's Son.."
"Yes, Ma." Syera replied, to be honest she was feeling nervous at this moment.
"Sorry, not her sassy mama. But, may you ask, as a mother to her child?" Romlah asked, making Syera gulp her spit violently. What did Juan's mother want him to ask? What about her that juan so bad-tempered earlier?
"Yes, Ma. Well, you can ask what?" Syera asked, she tried not to show her nervousness.
"Is your relationship limited to your employer and driver? Mama notice, you're too close if only as superiors and subordinates." Ask Romlah slowly, the tone of his voice is very soft.
"Will you agree that we're dating?"
"Of course, you're a good girl. Just don't get too close. That's it, no matter how different you are. You women and Juan men, there will always be distance between you even though you are very close." Romlah speech makes Syera feel slapped by Romlah speech.
Don't get too close? But all of this has already happened, even they are not only too close, but their relationship has exceeded the limit. Regretted? No, Syera doesn't regret her but doesn't know Juan.
"Yes, Ma." Answer Syera lirih. What will be later if Romlah knows that they have done things that are too far if only for people dating.
"Alright, Son. It's as good as it's ripe, turn off the stove."
"Yes Ma." Syera turned off the stove, took out a large bowl and moved it into her.
"Mama want?"
"Little bit, Mama's not too strong with spicy food." Answer Romlah with his smile.
Syera nodded, then placed her bowl in front of Romlah. He also ate voraciously, but not as easily as usual, Romlah's words were always ringing in his mind at this time.
Soon, Juan and Rinda returned home. The little girl's face appeared to be bent, perhaps upset because it was followed by her brother, or angered.
"Cock his face in that bend, Rin?" Ask Syera.
"Sir, when I'm cool playing even in the follow up. Where to grumble again."
"Kalo play do not like to forget the time, already want maghrib also still cool crawling. Inget, you're a child if you kidnap wewe gombel how hmm? Not afraid of what?"
"Now again." Chirps Rinda while turning her face away.
"Udah, let's eat more than nagging." Syera chuckled and placed the bowl in front of Juan.
The young man ate voraciously, while Syera looked at the young man with a sad look. Can they still be categorized as a healthy relationship, or vice versa?
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