We're Still Further
Roadside food

About twenty minutes drive, finally Rifal has arrived at one of the largest restaurants in Jakarta.

Rifal parked his car and went down to get into the restaurant to meet Valen's needs.

Rifal doesn't want to, if Valen wants something not fulfilled. He does not want if his son will be an ileran.

Just as Rifal opened the door of the restaurant, the sound of his handphone immediately rang, making the man lift him up first. Who knows it is important.

Rifal looked at his phone, on the screen his phone was written the name of Valen, his wife.

His hand immediately moved to press the green button, he raised it who knew Valen needed something.

"Mkk_"

"Buy me some fried rice on the side of the road, Fal. I don't want yah until you buy it in a restaurant!" valen's voice immediately shrieked at him. Because Rifal is very close to his phone to his ear, so that his eardrum will break.

Rifal closed his eyes, it seemed as if Valen had slightly surpassed. Because he had let himself ride a car a little far from home to buy Valen delicious fried rice in a restaurant where he often ate with his coworkers.

"I don't want you to eat roadside food!" firmly Rifal across the phone makes Valen who was at home moving from his chair heard the narration of Rifal across the phone.

"I want fried rice on the side of the road. It's a cart, not a fancy restaurant. Point don't use commas!" Valen did not want to lose, he again floated his words across the phone to make Rifal hiss.

How not, if he had reached the front door of the restaurant, and Valen told him to look for roadside fried rice.

Even the two guards guarding the entrance were ready to open the Rifal door, but the man's steps stopped because his cellphone rang.

They are certainly familiar with the figure of Rifal, who always come to the restaurant to hold meetings with his clients, and often use the VVIP room.

"I didn't follow your request. I'm just following my son's request!" hiss Rifal.

The two guards who saw the face of Rifal who was irritated looked at each other. Usually they see the aura of leadership in Rifal when entering a restaurant and serious facial expression. And tonight they saw a face that Rifal had never seen, an irritated face speaking across the phone.

"My request, means your son's request too, Fal!" Valen presses his every word making Rifal across the phone speech silent to hear what Valen says is true as well.

Valen stomped his feet, so Rifal might think he didn't get there.

"I don't want my son to eat roadside food. You don't know if the food is hygienic or not!" Rifal challenges Valen's request to buy food on the side of the road.

From High School, Valen really likes a food called fried rice. When he ate fried rice, there was no one who beat the fried rice.

"That roadside food, not everything is dirty," Valen said across the phone, making Rifal even more careless to face Valen on the phone.

"I'm not going to buy you roadside food. Do not think only of yourself, because in your womb there is another life. I'm not living that life in a bad state, because you're eating unhygienic food!" hiss Rifal then turned off the phone. If it goes to Valen, it'll make it longer here.

"Hello. Fuckin' fal!" Valen glanced at his handphone, apparently the phone had been turned off by Rifal making Valen stomp his feet.

"Gue will not be the food you bring from the restaurant. I want some roadside food!" exasperated Valen then sat down while rubbing his flat stomach.

***

Rara was pacing in front of the golden door of her room. It is undeniable that the house owned by Frezan and also Rifal compete in terms of luxury, their home is both like a palace, so that someone who will see the house will be amazed.

Chequek.....

Frezan opened the door to his room and saw Rara pacing around like a madman!

"Well, well, say the same brother Eza," complained the girl was still pacing in front of the door of her room with a critical thinking style.

"What by the way?" ask Frezan.

"By the same way Rara's husband, if bang Elga can not be made babu."

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3....In the count of three, Rara immediately stopped pacing and then looked at the front door with her mouth slightly open so surprised to see Frezan in front of the doorway.

She did not realize that her husband was watching her.

Frezan crossed his chest while looking at Rara made the girl grimace towards Frezan while scratching his nape that did not itch at all.

"Sa-yang," Rara called out her husband's name with an awkward smile.

"Why not go in?" frezan asked casually to his wife.

"Just wanted to get in, but baby opened the door," the girl made Frezan give a small nod.

The way Frezan loved and loved his wife was different from the others.

"Is there anything you want to say?" asked Frezan so that Rara loosened her head to see her husband whose height was not worth it.

The eyes of the two of them looked at each other, despite years of being Frezan's husband, Rara could not guess the attitude of her husband.

She knew that her husband loved her more than anything.

"Ep....I was gonna say. Could bang Elga be your right hand?" rara asked a little hesitantly making Frezan take a deep breath.

"Fixed job. You already know, though. I've had my right hand since I became CEO of the company" Frezan said. "I'm the same he's been working together, there's no reason to drop his position which works very well" he continued to make Rara look down weak.

Frezan turned his back and walked into the room followed by Rara.

"Dear." Rara did indeed call Frezan so that the man's footsteps came to a halt.

He turned his body then looked at Rara who was looking at him full of hope. "But don't be a bang Elga babu, yeah?" his door made Frezan squint his brows next to one that did not understand what Rara was saying at the moment.

A papa? Babu what does Rara mean?

"Rara is not to be made OB well, in your company," said Rara with teary eyes.

He wiped his tears, he would not cry in front of Frezan. Because she already told herself she was a tough woman.

Really Rara is not willing if her twin works as an OB in her own husband's company.

"Rara does not want to see the twin Rara so tired so OB," he continued to make Frezan take a long breath.

"There is no relaxed work, all there must be advantages and disadvantages. The word tired is indeed fitting for workers," said Frezan made Rara more and more shed tears.

Looks like Frezan will really make his brother OB.