Warm Maid
Ya

"What do you think?? do you want to??" ask the Typhoon in a serious tone.

Without waiting for long, Alia smiled meaningfully.

"Yes, Alia will." replied Alia. The Typhoon's face turned relieved.

" But." said Alia depending. " What about the mother's treatment??" ask Alia.

The cyclone looked up and saw his mother.

"Hmm, mas still do not know.maybe we will find another doctor from dr. Heru" replied Typhoon.

Alia nodded in agreement to the lover's words.

The cyclone breathed a sigh of relief. Then touch Alia's fingers.

"Mas was worried that you would object.."

Alia smiled biased and then she ate a thick Typhoon.

"Why do you think like that??"

"Somehow, maybe it's because you're too worried that you're going to have a hard time accepting a new place.."

"That's exactly what Alia wanted." said Alia quickly.

Typhoon fixated.

And Alia casually pulled out her hand and grabbed the fried rice plate and gave it to Typhoon.

"Initially, Alia intends to go far, as far as Alia can go so as not to meet the people of Alia's past, and start life into a different Alia in order to save all the stories"

The typhoon was stunned to hear Alia's deep words.

"Living without being overshadowed by the masses is Alia's initial goal." - Timpal. "But after a long time through all these heavy things, Alia also understood.Sometimes it is a bitter key to determine the way of life in the future.. although it does not know what kind of heavy road will be passed later, but the experience of mass is also quite a handle as an example of taking steps in the future." said Alia sage.

Typhoon was impressed by Alia's words that touched his heart. Typhoon put the fried rice plate on the tray back. Then he grabbed Alia's fingers and held her firmly.

"Alisa.."

Alia replied with her gaze.

The typhoon took a pause.

"Maybe I can't make you a rich lady like Rudy. I may not be as perfect as you think.. anywhere wherever you want to pass through the joy of grief with you, until the end of life" said Typhoon seriously.

Alia crispy. He was flattered by the speech of Typhoon.

"Let time prove it.." said Alia shady.

"Yes, when you and I.." Typhoon smiled meaningfully and reflexively wanted to reach for the face of the lover.

"Sukma.." call mom suddenly disperse the romantic atmosphere of both.

Braaks..

The typhoon was shocked and immediately became wrong behavior.

"Hungry.." said Typhoon's mother.

Alia clucking.

"Ah, yes.this fried rice belongs to the mother.sorry yes ma'am." cried Alia.

Typhoon bowed lemes, how not he almost kissed Alia in front of the mother.

"Ah, you really are a Typhoon!!" the Cyclone's inner route.

But Alia becomes giggling little see the Typhoon that failed.

"Let's go mas in the taste of fried rice." cried Alia deliberately while giving the dish belongs to Typhoon back.

Typhoon sighed, gone was his appetite. He wants to go to the room immediately. Because the room is her ninja path to be able to avoid the desire to embrace Alia at this time.

"Later, I'll take a shower first." said Typhoon lemes and rose from his seat.

Alia just smiled a little.

"Do you want Alia to bribe??"

The typhoon immediately hit.

"Huh?"

"You??"

"Seriously?"

"Yes.but the mas must feed the mother first.."

"Yaaah.." cried Typhoon lemes again. "You are.."

Alia chuckled a little at the mood of the Typhoon that was going up and down.

"Is it Alia's job to feed the mother, if Alia treats the Typhoon and who treats the mother??"

The cyclone breathed.

"Ah, yes it is here." said Typhoon half-heartedly, but still want to be in Alia's bribe.

And mother's plate moved into Typhoon's hands. Alia also took a plate belonging to the Typhoon occurred a moment of mutual bribery steps that are very rare.

But soon I heard a very warm laugh.

So meaningful togetherness. Gathering and spending time very simply will be a sweet memory that will be remembered later.

At first glance the mother smiled when Alia fed the son. Unconsciously he seemed to remember the memories he felt he had passed with his son, Typhoon.

"Epan.." whispered mother smiling meaningfully.

Laughter Typhoon long lost is now again heard with the presence of Alia that makes the house alive and warm.

Mother recorded all those beautiful moments in her faint memories. There was a sense of relief that he could not express. But he hopes the son can continue to laugh happily with women who always have a way to make Typhoon excited.