
"Ratna why do you ask Cinta monthly shopping?" melody asked with an intimidating look.
"Ratna is not wrong Sir, I asked to come" for Love without fear.
"Why did you come out today? I've asked you to rest in a boarding house?" emphatic Melody.
"I'm bored in the room all the time. My legs have healed" replied Love.
"True sir, Love's legs are only minor injuries proof that he can walk smoothly without limping a bit" help Ratna.
"You can't break my orders" Melodi said.
"Ods.. Here they are not wrong. You are too worried about love. Wong his own love is fine" defended Wildan.
"You've come along - follow their minds" said Melodi.
"I don't defend who - who but this is the truth. You have no right to keep Love in your room for a week. Is he a prisoner?" ask Wildan.
"Master Sir, I'm just a boss of Love. No boyfriend, what husband. Father there is no right to arrange life Love can not be like this can not be so" Ratna cut.
Melodi fell silent from hearing Ratna's words. He realized that his attitude was overdone. He does not want Love and Ratna to know his heart. Not because of what. Melodi wants to make sure the feeling of love first she expressed her heart.
But this girl is hard to manage. Just told to rest in the room gan want. Eating is provided, let alone trying.
Before long the waiter came to bring their order food and drinks.
"Now you eat and spend everything so that you recover quickly" Melodi ordered.
"Sir who hurts my leg is not my stomach. If all these foods I spend my body weight will increase. My legs will be heavier supporting my body Sir" protested Love.
"Yes already then you do not eat so that your feet heal quickly" prevent Melodi.
"Hahaha.you are complicated Od. Just don't worry justin Love eats as she pleases without any intimidation from you" Wildan cut.
"Your compares very much to eat and drink. So exciting, try if I order food too" said Love.
"You want food like this as well, you order there" Melodi cut.
"No. no.. Sir. My stomach can be full if all in the message" prevent Love.
"Sir Boss is really weird today huh Cin" whispered Ratna.
"Yes came a month" replied Love.
"I can hear your chatter" Melodi snapped.
"Hahaha, you are indeed Od's freak" Wildan cut.
"Have eaten all" orders Melodi.
They finally ate their food. After all they had eaten, they returned to the Melodi apartment. Wildan and Ratna carry groceries while Melodi is busy watching Love move.
He was so afraid of Love's feet tripping or hurt back. Even before he had wanted to hold the hand of Love but of course Love dodged subtly.
"I can still and am very strong to walk alone Sir" said Cinta.
After arriving at the top floor they immediately opened the apartment door. Wildan helped Ratna compile all the shopping items.
While Cinta is busy preparing food ingredients that she will cook.
"Are you really okay?" ask Melodi convincingly.
"Truly sir, mending the Father to the room or to the office as usual. Don't watch me cook here. Can spoil all sir my cooking" replied Love.
"You kicked me out?" ask Melodi yak happy.
"Not to evict sir. It's just that I'm not comfortable cooking here and it affects the taste of my cooking. Later if it is not good, you are also complaining" replied Love.
"Yes, I've been to the workspace" said Melodi.
He immediately left the kitchen and walked towards his study.
"The boss why are you so fussy today?" ask Love to Wildan.
"I'm not a child anymore sir" replied Love.
"Melody is like that. The saying goes, don't know, no dear. Well that's like Melody. But if you know him he will look possessive and seem excessive. Well that's proof of his concern" Willan defended.
"You're a reckless woman, so you slipped and sprained" Melodi told Cinta through a speaker from her study.
Love is shocked to hear the words Melody. She did not expect Melodi to keep an eye on her through CCTV. Because of the annoyance of Love, he will never win if he argues with Melodi.
Love began to prepare all the ingredients and began to cook. He cooked some kind of food for their dinner.
After all was done Love and Ratna arranged it on the dining table.
"Why are there only two plates?" ask Wildan.
"Yes donk sir. For Mr and Mr. Melodi. Does anyone want to eat here again, sir? Why didn't you tell me from earlier? Can I cook more?" ask the confused love.
"No one else. I mean, we had dinner together" replied Wildan.
"Don't sir, we'll be home tonight. We take home our allotments" Ratna said quickly.
"Yes sir, we don't want to disturb Mr and Mr. Melodi to rest. We're going home now, sir?" says Love.
Love put their rations tonight into containers. Soon Melodi came out of her office.
"You have dinner here. Let us take you home later. Women come home night - night on the danger bus" orders Melodi.
Love and Ratna looked at each other.
"Udah Cin, yes" whispered Ratna.
"Yes sir, fine then" replied Love.
Love and Ratna add cutlery to both of them.
"Our brother prayed first yes already maghrib" pinta Cinta.
"Oh silahkak Cin" welcome Wildan.
"Mothers don't pray?" ask Ratna plain.
"Shhh... " Love put her index finger on the seedling to remind Ratna. But it's too late Melodi and Wildan have heard it.
"We pray in the room only" Melodi replied.
Wildan looked at Melodi's face in disbelief. He followed Melodi's steps into the room.
"Do you really want to pray Od?" ask Wildan curious.
"Yes no. You know how I am. If we don't pray why are we there to see them pray. What if they pray together? Do you know how to be a priest?" ask Melody.
Wildan shrugged both of his shoulders.
"Forgotten" replied Wildan.
"We better hide in the room. Later if they have finished our new prayer out" asked Melodi.
"OK" welcome Wildan.
After Love and Ratna finished the new Melody and Wildan came out of the room and they immediately walked towards the kitchen.
Wildan sitting across from Melodi makes Love and Ratna confused to sit where. Finally Love sat beside Melodi and Ratna sat beside Wildan.
Love takes food for Melody, and so does Ratna. Melody and Wildan smile of pleasure.
What it feels like to get married later. The food is prepared by the wife and the food is also accompanied by the wife. Melodic and Wildan's cheers.
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