Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapter 33 - between willing and ashamed
Is Sifa dreaming right now? Is it true that he is currently in the arms of a very expensive diamond?
"Thank you, for helping us earlier," said Mama Kesya as she hugged Sifa and stroked her back.
Sifa who was still shocked by Mama Kesya's treatment, slowly moved her right hand to her left arm, she pinched a bit of her flesh, stating that this was not a dream.
"Aww.." ringis Sifa quietly which is still heard by Mama Kesya.
Mama Kesya stroked her embrace. "Why? Is anyone sick?"
"Eng, i-it-it-No, sa-i just-angg, that .. I just feel all this like a dream," Sifa said stutteringly.
"Dreams?"
"Yeah. I-I never thought I would be embraced by a diamond like Madam" Sifa said in a trembling voice.
Mama Kesya smiled and stroked Sifa's long and beautiful hair. Hearing the word diamond thrown by Sifa, made Mama Kesya smile widely.
"Your name is Sifa?" ask Mama Kesya. Sifa nodded her head.
"Once again thank you, yes" Mama Kesya rubbed Sifa's cheeks before the middle-aged woman left Sifa and saw the state of her sister-in-law and Fatih.
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"Where are you?"
Sifa narrowed her eyes, looking at the man before her. Then she gave me a smile as to why that man was.
"Good, Sir. I didn't expect to be involved in something this challenging. It was a really beautiful experience in my life. I was like anggelina Jolie just like it was," said Sifa while chuckling.
The man in front of Sifa smiled.
"You're really brave."
Sifa chuckles. "I'm actually scared, sir. But seeing danger before me, I felt as if I had the courage to help. Ah ay, thank you, have brought me to this hospital," said Sifa with a smile.
"If you don't bring me here, maybe I'll never have this fantastic experience" Sifa added.
Arash raised his eyebrows next door, then the man nodded his head. Is it that easy for Sifa to recognize him?
"You know who I am" asked Arash later.
"Hmm, yeah. This man, Mr. Arash. A great policeman" Sifa said with additional words of praise.
"How do you know me?" ask Arash.
"Father's clothes, leather jacket. Different from Mr. Abash," said Sifa again.
Arash nodded his head, his guess turned out to be wrong. Sifa can distinguish herself because of the clothes she wears.
"You hungry? Can I peel the fruit?" tawar Arash's.
"Maybe?" ask Sifa plain.
Arash chuckled, This girl in front of him is really funny. Tonight may not be bored for Arash, because Sifa turns out to be a cool child in conversation.
"Sure, why not?"
"Not that, this fruit has been intended for me, because the big-bodied father gave this to me, as a thank you for capturing his wife's body so as not to fall to the floor," said Sifa which is intended for Daddy Bara.
Arash nodded his head, understanding Sifa's true intentions. Without a word, Arash took an apple and chopped it into pieces.
"Here, eat."
"Serious father? I am so not good at this," said Sifa with shame, but his hand stretched out to take the pieces of the apple.
"It's not good, yes, let me eat it," said Arash who actually just wanted to tease Sifa.
Arash's hand, which was still holding the edge of the plate, slowly pulled the plate back until Sifa quickly pulled the plate up to the top of her lap.
Yes, Sifa had not filled her stomach since this afternoon. He only filled his stomach with one piece of cake, too cool with his black layatbhnya, Sifa to not remember eating, even though Abash had bought him a steak and a special salad for Sifa, the girl who never ate rice.
"You hungry? Do I want to buy food?" ask Arash.
"Eh, no need, sir. I eat this is enough, already full." refused Sifa.
It is true, just eat the fruits Sifa already feel full.
"Udah, don't be shy."
Not wanting to hear a rebuttal from Sifa, Arash immediately fiddled with his phone and stuck it in the ear. Arash is seen talking to someone and then turning off his phone.
"The food will soon arrive, I order fried rice for you. Wanna?"
"Sa___"
Not to mention Sifa finished answering, Arash had already re-attached the flat object to his ear.
"Okay, I'm going there now" he told the man across the line.
"Later there will be someone who delivers food here, you eat it. I live first, there's something to do,"
Sifa wanted to say, if he had no problem just eating apples, but Arash had already left the room Sifa.
Sifa sighed softly, when did she have to eat rice?
After 30 minutes, no one came to deliver food to Sifa. The girl began to feel sleepy and lay down her body.
Sifa is really bored, her phone is on Abash right now. If only his phone was on him, Sifa could take advantage of his time waiting by playing games on his phone.
"Are you going to sleep?" asked a man who had just entered Sifa's room holding a tent in his hand.
"Eh, Father. No, I just want to do it," lied Sifa.
In fact, Sifa was already very sleepy at this moment. Sifa stared fixedly at the face of the man before her at this moment, then the girl smiled faintly.
"Mr just got home?" ask Sifa.
"No, why?"
"My clothes are changed. If it's like this, there's nothing different about Mr. Arash."
Yes, the man who was in front of him this time in Abash. When Arash calls Jo to buy Sifa fried rice, Abash, who is next to Jo, orders steaks and salads from a restaurant near the hospital. Fortunately, the restaurant was closed until 1pm. So, it is still Sifa's sustenance to get good food.
Not understanding Sifa's words, Abash also gave a paperbag to the girl. "Here, Eat."
"I'm full, sir. I ate two apples."
"Related?" arash asked with his eyebrows raised next to his.
"Yes." replied Sifa steadily.
"Okay, don't regret it," the great-grandson of Abash who is still heard by Sifa.
Inwardly, Sifa replied that she would not regret refusing a pack of fried rice.
Sifa widened her eyes as Abash opened the paperbag that was sodori for her earlier. With a feeling of regret, Sifa gulped her saliva violently.
"Eemm, this is delicious. Without rice, sure you don't want to?" ask Abash again.
Sifa shook her head in embarrassment at having rejected Abash's offer initially, but her stomach voice could not compromise, causing the Boss to smile
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