
"Hello, Mas" said Clarissa after she arrived at one of the restaurants in Surabaya.
That afternoon, he made an appointment with his girlfriend named Hendra. The man who was twenty years old was adrift with the woman. He and the man have been dating for three months and as usual, there will be drama before the young lady of the Smith family finally decides on her lover.
This time Clarissa is going to do an amazing show. Able to drain emotions and certainly make the woman feel satisfied because it managed to give lessons to husbands who like to cheat behind their partners.
"Hello too, Baby. Tumben once you arrive late. Where did you go first!" hendra snorted, because long enough to wait for the lover of the heart. I can't wait to meet Clarissa, the woman who is always present in every night and always becomes an object when the man is uniting with his wife.
Clarissa wrapped her hands around Hendra's arms, and then resuscitated the axe on her lover's shoulders. "Iih .. You ask me that, Mas. You suspect, me?" Speaking in a sulky tone, hoping that Hendra would not get angry and the neatly arranged lunch went smoothly.
Hearing the melodious voice that teased the faith, Hendra finally melted and the emotions within him slowly began to subside. "It's not. It's just, I can't stand meeting you soon, Baby. A day without seeing you, it feels like a century we haven't met. Mas ... kangen with you, Cla." Gently rubbing the smooth face of the lover with full of love.
The brownish blonde beauty chuckled softly at the words of the lover. "Ululu .. it turns out that my lover has longed for me."
You old jackass! It's getting old instead of repentance is getting so-so! inner Clarissa.
Mengulum had a smile on her face, but in her heart she cursed the man who was currently her lover. If it were not for revenge, he would have slapped a slap into the man's face because he was presumptuous to touch his body with his dirty hands. Prying his eyes because he dared to look at him with a gaze full of air napsu.
"Yes, how about we just eat! Cla's hungry, Mas" said Clarissa trying to divert the conversation. For too long embracing the man's husband and smelling the scent of the man's perfume, Clarissa's stomach was nauseous and wanted to get something out of her stomach.
The restaurant is quite big. Painting Mount Fuji with cherry blossoms is the first sight when entering the restaurant. There are several table chairs that can be chosen for visitors to eat typical dishes of Sakura country. Not only that, the restaurant was wearing traditional Japanese clothing when serving customers so that the atmosphere felt like being in the real Sakura country.
A female servant wearing a kimono came over to Clarissa and Hendra. His right hand carried a menu book, and a notebook. His left hand holds a pen.
"Good day, Mr and Mrs. This is the menu at our restaurant. You can look at it first before ordering." The kimono-clad waiter shifted two menu books in front of Clarissa. Occasionally glanced at the woman while smiling faintly.
Clarissa smiled faintly, barely visible to anyone. "Mas, what do you want to eat?" ask him to the man sitting next to him.
Hendra read the menu of the dishes in the restaurant, then said. "Get me Chef Donburi, Niku Miso Goma and ice lemon tea."
"If I order Ohimesama, beef ramen and ice ocha" Clarissa said.
The Japanese custom-dressed waiter hurriedly recorded all orders of Clarissa and her lover on the paper. "Anything else to order?" ask before leaving both customers.
With a quick movement Clarissa shook her head. "Nothing."
"Here, make some food for us! Don't make my lover starve!" exclaim Hendra.
The waiter nodded, got out of place and stepped into the kitchen. However, before leaving, he confirmed again the order of his two customers.
"Please enjoy, Ladies and gentlemen. If you need anything, you can call me." After saying that sentence, he hurried to retreat and continued his work.
Hendra eats foods in the form of wagyu, salmon eggs, and Japanese eel fish that are placed on rice. The dish is known as Chef Donburi, one of the most expensive foods in the restaurant. Occasionally stealing a glance at Clarissa who was busy feeding her favorite ramen into the mouth.
"Cla ... You are an adult but eat like a child!" Hendra's hand stretched forward, took out a few pieces of tissue and then rubbed the corner of his lover's lips. Clean the splashes of noodles that stick to the corner of the lips.
Too enjoy his favorite food, Clarissa to not realize if there is a little splash about the corner of her lips.
Smile broadly while continuing to feed the hot ramen sauce with a three degree of spiciness into the mouth, enjoying every gulp that goes into the throat. "Collect, Mother, if I have eaten ramen, I will forget everything. Yeah ... It's like there's only me and this ramen in the world."
Instead of smiling, Hendra bled his lips. The jealousy in the man rose again, not accepting that Clarissa had forgotten herself just because of the bowl of spicy ramen noodles that were in front of the woman.
With a cynical tone the man said, "Means you will forget me too, right? I should have thrown away that ramen so that in your mind there was only me!"
"Gosh, Mas. You want why! Feeling jealous of food that can do nothing. You're weird!"
"It's only natural to be jealous. You're my lover and I don't want you to think about anything else more than me!"
Kumat deh, this old Bangka disease!
Trying to smile even though the heart is not able to stand the possessive attitude in Hendra.
Clarissa placed the chopsticks and spoon on a small plate, inching closer to the lover's seat. "Already ah, don't be angry. Later, your good looks aura is gone." Back to say in a spoiled tone so that he can enjoy the dishes he has ordered.
Again and again Hendra crumbled whenever he heard Clarissa's sweet voice. To the man, the voice of his lover was like there was a magic spell that instantly made him obey all the orders of the woman.
"alright. But .. promise, don't say that again. I don't like. Understood?" Clarissa only nodded her head in response.
Then, the two men returned to eating their dishes. In the middle of enjoying all the dishes, suddenly ....
"Basic mop@kor!" scream someone.
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