Blue. Moon blue. The full moon in the middle of the night, is against the sky. The scent of the night air, characteristic of Hideki's sense of smell. Sitting with crossed legs, on the roof of the house. Gazing at the beauty of the brilliant stars there, sparkling like a night lamp for a child. Hideki too. He breathed in this serenity and exhaled this breath with a curious face towards the full moon. Five seconds in his mind, when will he be there? Will he smile when realized?

"Girl..." he moaned at the word. Sounds tragic, and disgusting. Women in his view are just a form of desire satisfaction. Attached fleshly desires.

For him, women will always be that. otherwise. Maybe just trash playing great.

Women will only always enjoy, not feel. He doesn't even believe that there are women who can love their partners. A world in this super satisfying future era. Extinct there is a name "true love". Love that is born from affection for each other. Give up everything. Giving life, sharing with each other. Will there be such a woman?

The most loyal woman to Hideki, is only the atmosphere of the night. Moon, considered as a beautiful face. The little stars, if connected, will depict all the details of the face of the loyal woman. Hair, eyes, nose, lips. All of her stares were crushed, "if only I had it."

Hideki's face began to believe in complete hope. He believes. Someone who is expected more, will come to this life. He smirked a smile on his lips, "I will not let you go! You will be mine! Mine completely."

How dense at the full moon, "I will wait for your presence, moon woman."

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Cciissss...

The beef splattered from the teflon heat. Two eggs, and sausages are also grilled on the side. The tapping of the teflon mat against the metal iron holding the cooking utensil sounds soothing to the ear. Plus the sound of hot oil meeting something wet. Increase Rena's willingness to learn culinary. Again and again.

"I didn't realize! Turns out today is Sunday!" annoyed Rena, playing with the spatula in hand.

"Loh? Haven't you seen the date?" asked Davira while taking a picture of the results of the plating of the breakfast menu made by Rena, "Tsk! This is really good, if you enter SG!" Elina saw the incident confused, clumsy because she woke up late. His face still plastered stupid on them. Lips want to speak, but this mind does not know what to say. Is that Elina's habit?

So? What about Elven? The three of them sat in a row at the kitchen table. Make-up girl, busy taking pictures. The sleeper. And gamer guy. He stared at her from the bottom to the tip of Rena's back hair. Sitting with his chin propped up, watching Rena's busy life, is like seeing the future of a pair of lovers. Think, this is how Rena's daily actions would be if she had become Elvan's wife.

A red face is always a role model when the flower is near. Hips and neck that hit his love desire. In fact, "this is for you. Elvan," when the plate was placed in front of him. His diligent face, just when he was cooking test. But different from this. The whole seriousness changed, the chocolate scent on Rena's body passed as soon as it lingered on Elvan's nose. He inhaled fully and sighed his happiness at Rena, "thank you dear..."

Rena's reaction relaxed. Just one smile and back to the creek, preparing breakfast for him, "I should have bought a calendar for this house. Do supermarkets sell things like that or not?" he asked, wiping a splash of sauce on the lip of the plate. Rearrange and put in front of the mid row.

"I don't think so? They only sell–"

"Oh!!" shocked Rena, just realized something. Same time. They were all shocked by the surprise. Even Elina was lethargic with half life, suddenly towards everyone who recovered, "Jovin! There must be one there!" He snapped his fingers, then took the cell phone near Elvan's hand. Our knuckles touched but he was not aware of it, "wait a minute. I'll call him first."

For a moment. As long as the dial tone is heard. Elvan realized the touch. He approached his fingers. Staring with passion, while glancing at Rena who was turning around. He also put his knuckles, closer between the lips and nose. Mem'bri kisses as if to kiss Rena's sweet lips.

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"Ah! Hello my Lil sister?" "Sorry to interrupt your fun. Can I ask something?"

"Buy me a home calendar please," "um? Yes! One that can be torn out! Exactly!"

"That... that's it. Okey! Have fun! Bye...!"

Click!

Rena stopped the phone, turned back to them, "okay? Should I start?" Rena smiled cheerfully. Can't wait to explain what she cooks. Pretend to be in a world cooking contest. He arranged his clothes, ready to give an explanation.

"Okay. The menu this time is–"

"Arrghh.... can't you just wait Ren?" Elina pouted, while rubbing her stomach and scratching her head, "I'm really hungry, Ren."

"But?"

"Wait-wait... how about just letting Rena explain first. Then we'll just eat while giving comments? How about that? Do you agree?" elvan lerai.

"I'm fine, I'm hungry anyway."

"Oh-oh! I recorded it! Let me in sg!" continued Davia. Preparing to record on the cellphone screen, "It's already on! Just gas it, chef!"

Clumsy Rena. Nervously, he saw that his cellphone had recorded him. He was silent, all the strings of words had been erased. Like losing memory, "ahh..? So-so?.."

"Just relax Ren," continued Elvan. Pointing at Rena with a spoon, "just pretend that you're being watched by a lot of people."

Those words. He seems motivated. Indeed, Elvan is right, the theme of events like that is always broadcast live. He stared into the phone's camera lens, reassuring himself, 'anyway. I must dare to step. Gotta get used to this Rena!'

'Come on! You can do it!'

He loosened his neck. And smiled, "good. As he saw. The menu this time is steak."

"I also provide potatoes and vegetables. In accordance with continental food in general. Mashed onion potatoes with blanch vegetables. We return to the point of meat. For meat this time. I choose Ribeye or beef ribs. Because it has a soft texture so that connoisseurs can enjoy this dish with ease."

Elina and two groups as judges. Staring at Rena's seriousness. Elven smiled warmly. Enjoying the dish is like showing love to the heart.

Davia too. But his right hand was still recording, 'crazy! This kid calms down really quickly! Even speaking fluently again.'

"As for the sauce. Like the general public, people make sauce. Roux and chocolate stock, with the addition of complementary flavors that are very, very concerned," Rena stopped talking. And stand like soldiers. Waiting for the results of the food criticism he made.

"Are you done? OK?" Davira immediately aimed the phone at Elina who also put two elbows supporting her chin on the table, "um? I think this is it? What about taste?"

"Indeed, I can't say anything," "Because it's so delicious that I want to die. Is that right, Van?" Elvan nodded at the invitation, "well... that's in terms of taste. In terms of texture, condiments here and there. It's a really bad detail! I didn't even think that potatoes could be accompanied by onions."

"Bye! That's it! Anyway, a hundred for you Ren!" Elena waved. Giving up on the enjoyment and details of the dish, "what about Elvan?"

The camera, moving towards Elvan. Davira got out of the bench, approached and adjusted the frame, so that Rena and Elvan were on the same screen, "How about Van? Can you please criticize the temperature..."

"My turn huh?" asked Elvan, ruffling his hair, a cool smile into the lens.

"Yes, yes, right? Who else is it?"

"You're so handsome!" annoyed Elina.

"Okay, okay ...," he got up, "that's cool," sat back down with a serious pose like famous chefs, "Rena," gave a weak look, "you're really dabest! Nothing can beat your cooking! But there is one question?"

He looks serious. Rena felt challenged by the word "question". He stretched his shoulders and replied, "alright... go ahead Elvan."

"I asked..."

Everyone is silent. Waiting for a sound that will hurt Rena's heart. For a moment, he ducked and nodded strangely, and looked straight back up again, "I'm disappointed in you. What's this?" fingertips have pushed the lip of the plate, "what are you trying to do?"

"Elo? Create a riot. There are onions here! What are you doing?"

Ren was silent. He looked down at the mistake, "so-sorry Elvan. I was just trying to innovate-"

"Innovation you say?!"

"Is this what you call innovation?!" Elvan insisted, striking the lump of potato, "what are you trying to do?"

'Gosh? Why are you so serious?!' she thought. Turning to Elvan and Rena alternately. He wanted to get rid of it. But I'm confused about how to start, "eh eh ?! How come it's like that Van?"

"Shut up already!" "I deal with this girl," Elina was silent. Can't do anything else. But when it was ejected. He ate the food again and looked for the mistake Elvan meant, 'where did he go wrong? Very nice people! Is there a problem with this child?'

Rena trembled in that bow. He held back tears. But Elvan was still staring at him seriously. Although the truth is he is planning something. The real inner heart he was happy, 'damn...! Finally got you too!' He nodded again, reaping disappointment from all of Rena's sumptuous dishes.

"Why are you even trying to do this?!"

"If you don't want to marry me in the end?".

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