
"What blessing is it?" zean asked looking at the two people by his side in turn.
"Blessing rice is a hereditary tradition in Javanese culture that is given to invited guests after doing studies or yasinan," explained Yudha replied as much as possible, a piece that she remembered.
"But the one selling there is, right?"
"Culinary rice thanks to there, but try to see again Miss Syila ask which one?"
Zean hadn't finished reading it yet, his chest rumbled at this moment. Not confused with Zean, especially after he saw the last sentence of Syila's short message given to him.
"That which is obtained from thanksgiving, salvation or others...You see for yourself, it means you must not buy, Yud?"
Yudha's premonition has been bad since, it's true that if this is how he will be rubbed. Zean bit his lip at this time, before, he had prepared a sum of money with an amount that was not small in order to comply with Syila's wishes later.
Unfortunately, Zean's guess was wrong and the wife's request had nothing to do with money. Pure must be fought for, and Zean must find out who is giving thanks or something.
"What should we do?"
We were? We said it, what we are. Yudha sat down and glanced at Paula who was now turning her eyes..
"Where's the way? Ck, it is quite difficult turns .. is this different from boxed rice? Usually when I am a speaker at a seminar, I can definitely," said Zean, hoping that the meaning would be the same.
"Different, you never see? Or maybe the big master brought you rice blessing when you were little?"
Zean shook his head, he did not pretend not to know or act richest. Only, indeed he had never felt and experienced this kind of thing. Maybe their families actually understand, but only Mikhail only.
"Later to contact the people closest to me, who knows there is a house that we can go to tonight," said Yudha who again made Zean frown.
"Why should I later? Can't it be this afternoon? Let's just go find it, Jud."
"Patience, sir .. it takes time, after all not every day people hold a salute at his house."
New first request, but Zean's already made a headache. Through Syila's pregnancy, it seems she was confused. Six months of his wife serving the role of a pregnant woman who is so calm without much desire, Zean actually provoked him to make Syila throw this kind of desire.
Throughout the day Yudha was kept busy on her own, looking for anyone who could invite them to get rice thanks to it. Meanwhile, Zean who is now worried about not being able to fulfill his wife's wishes to meet Sean in the workshop and devote the same thing.
"Why don't you just get it? Your wife can't possibly know" replied Sean lightly, as a human who always uses logic, a Sean who wants to go along with it.
"I can't bear it, Sean .. This is the first time he's asked, where might I lie to him," Zean complained looking lethargic, clearly he was not eager to live today.
"Oma Siska is native to Java, right? Maybe her children are in the near future. Try to call him," said Sean who suddenly thought of it.
"Oh my God, among the many foods why does my wife want that? Is nothing easier? Expensive doesn't matter."
"Yesterday you wish he had a cravings, now he cravings to complain. You're how, Zean?" ask the man while continuing to repair the damage to the car he has been trying to repair.
Until the sun began to dim, Yudha suddenly contacted him and it made Zean's breath for a moment more relieved. It doesn't matter far, there is a way out.
"He is a figure of Religion here, really he is honored by your presence."
"Have you confirmed the menu?" tanya Zean just diverted the conversation without caring about Yudha's speech first.
"Yes, it just so happens that the menu that Miss Syila wants is also the mainstay of this family .. but, the invitation is three, try to be fulfilled, sir."
Without a second thought, he confirmed Yudha's words and looked at Sean as his next target. Besides, there's no harm in Sean participating, it's been a long time they didn't go together.
"Why did you see me?" Sean started to worry, especially when he saw Zean's thin smile there.
"There's good news, you haven't been to a party in a long time, have you?"
Zean couldn't tell me where they were going. Because most likely Sean would refuse if he knew where they were going.
"party? What party? If I don't want to study."
"No, it's a regular party .. You'd love it, Sean."
Sean's face seemed to accept, he had indeed not gone with Zean for a long time. Although he never expressed, but believe his longing for it is clearly there.
"Let me pick you up, you just wait at home, okay!"
Look, he was excited once while Sean just stared at him flat. Whether when the man was not troublesome, when Sean slept in his house, Zean seemed to deliberately drive away subtly. After being abandoned, Zean was looking for a way to keep Sean in a difficult position.
"The one who impregnates him himself, gilira**n ngidam ngajak all."
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- To Be Continue -