Blue Ocean
Blue Rejection.
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"Yes dong, do not get this derivative Rahardian Wijaya ngeces gegara tempe bacem, Bee" kekeh Blue while rubbing his stomach. The black tempe bacem is like having waved in his eye pelup..
"Ready, Princess"
Sam runs his luxury car back to split the highway that looks very quiet, there are only a few vehicles that pass by at high speed as if to be the king of traffic. Sam who was quite sleepy once in a while covered his mouth while yawning, but a smile offended at the corner of his lips as he glanced at the wife who was already snoring smooth.
He wants to, he sleeps.
The cold and drowsiness that hit made Sam pull his car on the side of the road precisely near a wagon round ginger milk, he needed warmth because the sit and tempe he had not found.
Sam got out of his vehicle to the hot drink seller, who if noticed might be almost the same age as his elephant Appa.
"Sir, I order one bowl yes, but don't give milk" Sam asked very kindly.
"Good, Mas. Wait a minute, make it" he said like a little surprised because he had finished opening his eyes.
"Yes, sir."
Sam waited in a standing position, approximately three minutes a bowl of wedang round was moved into his hands.
"I'll take it to the car, sir"
"Yes, I'm going to go ahead"
Sam went back into his iron chariot, he who was sitting down trying to wake up Blue who was sleeping so soundly.
"Bee, will you?"
"Darling.I bring wedang ronde, want to try not mumpung still warm".
Blue felt her shoulders in a gentle swab finally blinked her eyes slightly.
" Onde onde?!"
"No, pretty. Not onde onde but wedang ronde, I bribe ya let you not cold"
Sam stirred the drink first in the bowl and blew it slowly to feel warm when entering from the mouth and ended up in the belly of the angel of his heart.
Little by little Sam feeds Blue to half a bowl until he complains of fullness.
"A little more, Bee"
"No, I'll eat rice when I'm full"
"Hem, Ok"
Sam spent the rest of his sword until it ran out, he got out of the car again to return the bowl while paying for it. However, accidentally his eyes caught the figure of the father of the search for used goods in the streets, so Sam also intended to give rice sat that he had bought for the person.
The car returned at medium speed to comb the streets of the capital. Already three sit-down rice shops that they came to there was not a single tempe bacem that Blue wanted.
"Change stew, how?" tawar Sam when in the rice shop sat fourth, the time is almost three in the morning of course only leftover.
"No, it feels different" he refused again the same as before.
Sam took a deep breath, he led his wife's hand back to her car again.
There have been six packs of rice that was deliberately bought because it was not tasty.
"Try in front there yes, may there be a bacem" said Sam expectantly. If there were none in the fifth store, he would ask his wife to hold him off until the next morning.
The car went back slowly and stopped not far from the previous store.
"You're here, yeah, I'll ask you first"
"Come, uh"
The spoiled blue in the arms of the husband stepped towards the little table of the rice seller.
"Mom, is there still?" ask Sam.
"How much do you want?" Answer the mother while opening the cover one by one lid of a neatly arranged container.
"It's a bacem?" ask Sam again who please be anxious waiting for an answer.
"Yes, this is tempe bacem, only two left"
"You all, Bee. Mumpung nih" Sam bargained at Blue who shook his head.
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No, I want rice with fried onions
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