
The king stood at the window staring at the starry night sky from the study in his apartment while folding his hands in front of his chest
"There are two things I must finish as soon as possible" the King murmured
"Gue wants the best for me and my baby." the King muttered as if he were talking to himself.
Tok to tok.
Check lek
"Boss night, is there anything important until I have another meeting you tell pull out here asked Pras to walk closer in that direction
The king turned his body his face looked serious so Pras could immediately catch there must be something important that the King would tell him
"There's apa Bro" asked Pras the point.
"Gue wants to give you a very serious task and this is very urgent for you to work Pras." The king turned his body to face Pras with a serious look
"I think it's really important, Men, tell me what the hell. I must be working," after Pras was more curious
"Sit down first" the King ordered Pras and he also sat in his chair.
" Please look for a house with a large garden in a neighborhood that is not too crowded around the area here" the King ordered Pras.
"Who's the boss?" pras asked in wonder because he knew the King was not a person who liked to live in a residential area he preferred to live in an apartment.
"This is why I do not feel at home living in an apartment he asked to move to live in ordinary housing," replied the King..
"Ohh." Pras sea
"No problem the cave will find a suitable residence for you and also the Girl." Pras promised confidently.
"The second I ask you to get it tonight as well," the King's order impressed urgently.
"What boss? I think it's really important?" pras asked increasingly curious to see the face of the King slightly tense.
"Lu know you're a pregnant caveman?" The king asked back and answered with a nod of Pras' head.
"The cave really wants fried rice made by my favorite Zee, fried rice or ampella," said Raja as he looked up as if he was imagining fried rice made by Zee.
"Well, is the story Boss cravings?" tanya Pras believes that the King is cravings for the baby.
"It's not known, I just really want to eat fried rice made by Zee" said the King did not want to think too much because he wanted Zee fried rice.
"Do you know bini?" pras asked a little astonished.
"Yeah I know and it's not a problem for him which is important I don't find him replied the King.
"Okay if I pull out bro, I will try tonight can get Zee rice" said Pras then stood up from his seat.
Pras leaves the King's apartment,
he headed straight for Zee's house which was quite close to the King's residence. Pras turned on his phone and he called Zee's number.
"Where are you now?" ask Pras without further ado.
"Okay, I'll soon be at your house" Pras said before hanging up the phone.
***
Once at Zee's residence, Pras immediately met Zee who was sitting in the Bartender room while enjoying a glass of his favorite white wine accompanied by a handsome man who was very familiar Pras, Alex.
There was a white plastic bag that Pras had on his left hand.
Hate was seen on Alex's face as soon as he saw Pras' presence, for a moment the two looked at each other.
"Hi buluk, tumben lu came to sin." sapa Zee moved from his seat to Pras.
As soon as the two close directly kissed Pras right and left cheek as a form of physical greeting.
"Ngapain cut it here." whispered Pras in Zee's ear.
"Temen drinking doang, I Gabut no friends. So when he came here, I had a drink. Wh why? You jealous?" ask Zee to the point while staring at the cynical Pras.
"Heh, why should I e jealous Pras Bali asked with a defiant gaze.
"Okay, don't forget you called me. There's still something unfinished from our conversation." Zee replied.
Alex gives Zee an okay sign.
"What's the bulk?" zee asked curiously when he saw the plastic bag that Pras was opposed to.
"Material to make fried rice, I have not eaten fried rice made you for a long time," Pras replied as he lifted a plastic bag in his hand.
"Gue's cooking again." Zee walked towards the bar table to pick up his drink glass.
"Bakal alot nih persuaded doi," Inner Pras placed the pouch in his hand on the table while glancing at Zee with the tip of his eye.
"Come on Beb, tar me pijitin dah," persuaded Pras can issue his deadly seduction style.
"Gue again males buluk you understand not really." reject Zee once again.
"Do I need to beg and rest in front of you to ask for special fried rice? I'm not the King but I can be the knight who's always been there for you." Pras again launched his appeal this time acting seriously.
"Don't ever mention her name to me! make my mood really-dropped." growled Zee more annoyed when the name of the King came out of Pras' mouth.
"Okay baby,"
"Zee, that night I...."
"Don't keep going!" snapped Z with eyes glaring towards Pras.
"I didn't talk about it, but so do we make fried rice?" pras asked while covering his mouth with a finger gesture gluing his mouth.
"Huh, you oppressor." hardik Zee moved from his seat by staring intently at Pras.
Zee snatched the bag of crackles that Pras carried with him violently and then went to the kitchen leaving Pras who smiled smirk at him.
"A powerful weapon to subdue you dear. BTW Alex could not come here? Will they cooperate again for the fall of King and Wiguna?" batin Pras began to ask his eye instincts immediately in action.
***
The King and Girl were watching a television show when their Apartment doorbell rang.
Yati is seen half running towards the door to open it.
"Se-la-mat ma-lam nyonya great." said Yati stammered when greeting the guest who was none other than Wijayanti accompanied Ify.
Wijayanti and Ify did not return Yati's greeting They just entered the family room where the Girl and the King were sitting together.
"Ehem!" Wijayanti pretended to cough to resuscitate her presence to the girl and the King who sat behind her.
The sound of coughing instantly made the King and Girl stand with their eyes perfectly rounded seeing the sudden arrival of Wijayanti and Ify.
"Mama?" The king immediately walked over here to greet him.
The king took Wijayanti's hand and kissed the back of her palm and then her cheeks. The girl slowly walked closer towards the three of them.
"How are you, Mother-in-law and madam Ify," the girl greeted the two while bowing.
"Nong." Call the King gesturing for the Girl to approach Wijayanti and herself.
The girl approached Wijayanti and extended her hand to kiss the back of Wijayanti's palm .
For a while Wijayanti did not respond to make Ify gently rub Wijayanti's back as a sign to welcome the girl's hand.
Wijayanti reached out and the girl kissed the back of Wijayanti's palm, looking at her face that was forced to do so.
"Mama tumben here what's wrong? if you need to be able to call the King, let the King go home." said the King was surprised by the arrival of Wijayanti.
"You didn't tell your Mom to sit down, it wasn't polite," said Wijayanti, looking annoyed.
The King embraces Wijayanti's shoulders and takes her to sit on the family room sofa after their Second seated the King clasps Wijayanti's hands while the girl sits on the sofa not far from the two of them
"What's the matter ma?" ask the King back.
" Go home, you two. Do not live in an apartment like this is not good for my future grandchildren," wijayanti ordered.