The Winter Man
#29
"HIGH BOSS ..." cried Julian.
"THE SPIRIT OF WINTER ..." Yura shouted.
They are on the side of the court, encouraging the two twin men who are now winning each other basketball.
"Heh, you know why they like basketball so much?" ask Julian.
"They both want to be basketball athletes, but Mr. Maxime asks them to focus on developing the company, so basketball becomes their hobby now."
"Oh .. so."
"YEAYYY IN!!" yura shouted with a smile on her face seeing Winter successfully insert the ball into Summer's ring. Yura clapped her hands, Winter looked at his wife with a faint smile.
"BOS DON'T LOSE AGAIN DONG!" julian was disappointed.
"Yeah ... Yeayy Winter won ... Wm ..." Yura stuck out her tongue at Julian.
"Eh not finished yet!" Julian.
They continued to play for the basketball and took it to the ring. Each of them managed to put the ball into the opponent's ring. But who won again Winter.
"You're a lot of style!" upset Summer by wiping the sweat on her temples.
Winter only smiled wryly, because Winter dribbled more often on the field than entering the ball directly into the ring. It was aimed at messing with Summer's focus.
"Drink ..." Yura smiled giving Winter a bottle of drink.
"Now boss." Julian throws his bottle making Summer cluck.
The four of them sat in the field. Summer and Winter sat straightening her legs, Julian sitting cross-legged while Yura sat down hugging her own knees while watching Winter's jakun who was up and down from drinking.
Summer followed Yura's line of sight after gulping down half the water bottle.
"You have nothing else to do but look at Winter's Jacoon?" ask Summer.
"Huh? wh-what do you mean?"
Winter looked at Summer and then turned to his wife.
"No, I'm not staring at Winter's junks. Anyway for whatever," continued Yura by turning her face the other way.
Basic Summer sucks.
Summer chuckles. "You think I didn't notice you, you kept seeing Winter's jakun, Yura."
"And why are you watching me then?" Yura asked back to make Summer mute for a moment.
Julian only sighed by shaking his head. Winter looked at Summer with her eyes tails.
"I-I, I just accidentally saw you" Summer said.
"Yes I also accidentally saw Jakun Winter then."
"It's okay ..we'd better just eat to celebrate Mr. Winter's victory," Julian said, then applauded Yura for Winter.
They walked down the corridor to the parking lot. While in the parking lot, Winter snatches the car keys from Julian and throws the keys to Summer.
"Eh, why throw your bike keys?" ask Summer.
"I'm entitled to take it because I won" Winter said, then got in the car.
Yura waved her hand with a mocked face to them then got into the car.
Julian splashed his waist with a rough grunt.
"Nights like this, riding a bike ... how is this, Boss?"
"If you want to take a taxi message," said Summer then went up to the motorbike and put on a helmet.
With a heavy heart Julian also went up to the bike. When the man was about to wrap his hands around Summer's waist, Summer immediately brushed him aside roughly.
"Don't hug me shit*n!!"
"Cold, boss .." said Summer with a face.
*
There is a seafood shop on the side of the road, a simple shop that is only covered in blue tents. The table in it is also not much, when it comes to the aroma of spices piercing their sense of smell.
"Jeez Winter, Summer .. Where have you been."
Only the De Willson family that every meal out has to be acquainted with the owner of his tavern. To make sure what they eat is safe. Even in Italy Summer does not eat haphazardly.
"Thank us, Bi?" summer asked with a smile then sat down on one of the empty seats. Julian sat down beside him.
Winter and Yura sat in front of them.
"Of course, Bi Iyam is poor if you never come here again" he said with a soft chuckle.
"Just calm down, Bi. As long as I breathe in the same place as the De Willson family, I believe Bi Iyam's sustenance continues smoothly," Julian said making them laugh, except for Winter who only smiled thinly.
"The De Willson family is like a talisman for Bi Iyam hehe. Oh yes, this ..." Bi Iyam looked at Yura.
Yura smiled. "I'm Yura ..."
"Your wife is Mr Winter?"
"Hehe yes ..."
"Gosh ..." Bi Iyam who was kneading immediately wiped her hands and walked over to Yura.
"I'm sorry, Non. Aunty was too focused on the twins so didn't look at Non Yura."
"Hehe Yes, Bi. It's okay."
"That's pretty. Sweet ..." Bi Iyam poking Yura's chin.
"Auntie can," said Yura sungkan.
"What do you want to order?" tanya Bi Iyam saw them one by one.
"Everything is on the menu" Summer said.
"Huh? Really?" Bi Iyam rounded her eyes and looked at Winter. Winter looks to nod his head.
Bi Iyam's smile flashed for a moment. "Your aunt made it first."
With the spirit of Bi Iyam prepared their order.
*
Their table is full of various kinds of seafood. Crab, lobster, shrimp, squid, fish and much more.
Yura took the small shrimp with sweet sour seasoning. Winter chooses the crab, Summer takes the lobster and Julian takes the clam.
Yura peeled off her horseradish skin first. Summer noticed that.
"Don't like shrimp peels?" ask Summer.
Yura looked up then shook her head. "No, it's better without tau skin."
"Ribet tau, eating shrimp must be peeled first" said Summer.
"Why complicated, people if eating salak also peeled first, not with the skin."
"Jeez Yura .. that's different." Julian shook his head inexhaustibly with Yura's reply. Winter chuckled softly with his wife's answer.
After Yura, Summer and Julian turn to Winter.
"You laughing?" yura asked with a seductive smile.
Winter did not answer. He even put on a flat face again by continuing to take meat from the crab shell.
"Cie .. cie .. You can laugh too." Yura elbowed Winter who was sitting beside her with a smile teasing the man.
"Eat Yura" said Winter flatly.
"Hahaha you salting ya."
"No."
"Ah time .. try dong laugh again," ledek Yura teased her husband.
Winter took the crab meat and stuffed his wife's mouth with crab meat until Winter's thumb and index finger entered the girl's mouth.
"Aaaaa Winter ..." whiney Yura with spoiled. Winter smiled faintly seeing Yura bend her face by chewing on crab meat.
In front of him was Summer who was staring at the behavior of the two of them with a difficult gaze to understand.
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