Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 206 - Corn Porridge
Abash has been interrogated with Papa Arka about the incident that happened to him and the Princess. Abash has explained everything, he asks that Papa Arka not intervene while he and the Princess look for evidence to bring Yosi down.
“Bash, Papa has given you enough time. But what is the truth? Do you want more victims?” pissed Papa Arka.
“No, Pa. Abash didn't mean that. It's just—-,”
“Enough, Bash. Papa doesn't want to lose Papa's children,” says Papa Arka. “Seeing you hurt like this alone, has made Papa's heart sad.”
“Pa, Abash promises, Abash will uncover all of Yosi's crimes as soon as possible. Love Abash a little more time, Pa,” please Abash.
Papa Arka also sighed slowly. Heavy indeed, but Papa Arka still has to give a chance to Abash right?
“Alright, this is for the last time. If in a month you have not been able to solve this problem, then Papa will intervene.”
“Iya, Pa.”
The door of the room opened, showing a beautiful woman smiling at Abash and Papa Arka.
“Why is his face so serious? Is there a serious problem happening?” ask Mama Kesya who just came in with her favorite food Abash.
Ah, Sifa's lover when he was sick turned out to be very adorable and spoiled.
“Mama has brought me her corn porridge?” abash asked when he saw that his mother had entered the room.
“Of course, this is made by Mami Vina, loh!” said Mama Kesya while putting the container on the dining table.
“Papa and Abash were talking about what?” mama Kesya asked, curious.
Abash glanced at the father, then gave the code to say nothing to the mother. Without Abash asking for anything, Papa Arka will not tell Mama kesya, what else is currently the situation of Mama Kesya still looks weak.
“Pa?” reprimand Mama Kesya by squinting her eyes.
“Abash plans to back off his application to Sifa,”, Papa Arka said, which made Abash surprised and frowned.
The man immediately turned to look at the mother who looked a little surprised and also felt disappointed.
“What's real, Bash?” ask Mama Kesya.
Abash took a slow breath. “Iya, Mother. At least until Abash's state is completely recovered. For that, Mama don't talk to Sifa?” pinta Abash's.
“Hmm, you are this. Though it does not matter anymore if you want to apply he is now in this state,” said Mama Kesya while poking her lips.
“The name is also Mama's child wants to look perfect in front of Sifa. So, naturally, Ma, if Abash still needs time to apply for Sifa,”, said Papa Arka who was immediately influenced by Abash.
“Hah, you guys these guys really– really weird, yeah. The woman does not need time and also the perfect appearance to lamarr, you know. The woman just needs the right certainty,” said Mama Kesya with a serious look at the child.
“Iya, Ma.”
“Do not yes, but you have to—.”
“Ma?” reprimand Papa Arka not to scold the child when the situation is like this.
Mama Kesya sighed softly and chose to be quiet. The middle-aged woman poured the grits into a bowl and gave them to Abash.
“Nih, in masa, yes,” said Mama Kesya while rubbing the child's head with love and landing a kiss on his forehead.
“Thank you, Ma.” Abash began to enjoy the grits given by Mama Kesya.
“For Which Papa, Ma?” ask Papa Arka with spoiled.
“Iih, grab yourself dong,” replied Mama Kesya with ketus.
Papa Arka knew that his wife was sulking at the moment. The middle-aged man got up from his seat and approached Mama Kesya who was pouring corn into the bowl.
“Don't sulk dong, Ma,” whispered Papa Arka who has hugged Mama Kesya from behind.
“Ih, what the hell? Basic perverted,” pout Mama Kesya who is still upset with the husband. “What shame did you see Abash?”
“Abash is an adult, so if you tell him to marry quickly with Sifa,” kekeh Papa Arka.
“So he said tell Mama to be patient and not say anything to Sifa?” mama Kesya.
“Papa did not say that, who said that Abash, not Papa,” whispered Papa Arka again.
“Don't sulk again yeah, baby,” cajol Papa Arka.
Mama Kesya sighed slowly and nodded her head.
“Hmm, yes,” answered by force.
“Porridge for Papa where?” ask Papa Arka with spoiled.
“Nih,” said Mama Kesya while giving a bowl of grits that had just been poured.
“Please love.” A kiss landed on Mama Kesya's cheek.
“Basic old baby,” sneer Mama Kesya with shy smile.
Abash, who is used to seeing the romantic scene, chose to turn on his phone and see what news today is broadcast on television.
Abash pulled the corner of his lips, when the accident about him was not widespread. It can be said if this must be the interference of the father who does not want the rivals Abash looking for an opportunity to bring him down.
“Pa, bribe Mama,” Mama Kesya said spoiledly.
“Alright my wife, here sit.” Papa Arka also patted the sofa next to him.
“Emm, Mbak Vina's cooking always feels good,” praise Mama Kesya.
“Iya, but regardless of how, Mama's Cuisine is still the number one in Papa's heart,” said Papa Arka.
“Agree,” sambar Abash who heard his parents' conversation.
“Not mean Mami's cooking is not good, or even mother's cooking is not good. But, whose name is Mama's cuisine has its own place in the hearts of her children,” continued Abash.
“Not only children, but her husband also, loh,” added Papa Arka.
“Iya .. Yes ..”
“Duh, this you guys muji gini no longer want to persuade Mami to buy something, right?” mama Kesya asked softly.
“Abash anyway, no, Ma,” replied Abash.
“If Papa wants to ask a sister for Shaka, can you?” papa Arka asked with a smile.
“Basic perverted,” pout Mama Kesya which makes Papa Arka laugh out loud.
“Bash, you still want to have another sister, no?” ask Papa Arka who is looking for an ally.
“Ntar the story of King of Arkana Son of Moza was repeated again, again?” kekeh Abash's.
“Reoccur how does that mean?” mama Kesya asked confusedly.
“Mbak Quin and Mas Veer have children, and their children are the same age as their sister,” Abash said with a soft chuckle.
“Yes too, huh?” the laughter of Papa Arka and Mama Kesya.
“Om perverted,” whispered Mama Kesya to her husband.
The door to Abash's room opens again, featuring Mami Vina entering with Naya.
“Assalamualaikum?” said Mami Vina and Naya who just entered the abash room.
“Walaikumsalam,” answered Mama Kesya, Papa Arka, and Abash almost together.
“Waah, again enjoy this porridge, yes,” Goda Mami Vina.
“Iya, Mi.”
“Where? Cute?” mami Vina asked with sparkling eyes.
“Makan Mami Vina mah no opponent,” test Abash while glancing at the mama.
“Oh yes? Which actually?” mami Vina asked full of questions.
“Bener, Mi. Ntar if Abash says not good, tomorrow not made corn porridge,” kekeh Abash.
“This you.”
Naya immediately took the grits and enjoyed it.
“Where, Nay? Cute?” ask Mami Vina.
“Makan Mami is always number one in Naya's heart,” Naya said while putting a spoonful of porridge into her mouth.
Mama Kesya and Mami Vina also glanced at each other with a smile. They understand well their children.
At least, the togetherness and warmth provided by Mama Kesya, Papa Arka, Mami Vina, and Naya also, made Abash's heart this afternoon warmed, although the man was waiting for the incoming message that was usually sent by Sifa.
*
Sifa stared at her phone, the girl was reluctant and tired to send a message to her lover. These days, he always sends a message to Abash, but even his lover does not return the message. In fact, when the man's condition is not fine, the lover still does not send a message to tell him to come to the hospital.
“What do you really want, Mas? What do you think I am?” lirih Sifa while staring at the screen of her phone.
“What is so difficult, to send one message to me?” Sifa also let out a rough sigh.
“If you really don't want me to bother you for now, then I won't bother you, Mas. Until you contact me first.”
Didi who saw Sifa was waiting for her invitation, approached the girl.
“Sifa,” reprimands Didi which makes Sifa turn towards the source of the sound.
“Pak?” greet Sifa with a small smile.
“Not come home with Amel?” ask Didi.
“No, Sir. Amel again overtime,” replied Sifa.
Not long after, Sifa's invitation arrived.
“Then I first yes, Sir?” pamit Sifa's.
“You're not going to the hospital, Sifa?” didi asked who was answered with Sifa.
“Excuse me, sir,” said Sifa again when the motor he was riding had wanted to start driving away from the office.
Didi could only sigh slowly. The man felt pity for the girl who had just left from before him.
“Your love, Sifa,” Didi looked away at the girl's silhouette.