Naruto-kun, Menma-kun is a growing

Naruto-kun, Menma-kun is a growing child. Please feed him something else aside from ramen. I attached here a recipe for spaghetti, which I'm sure you won't have problems following. We also talked about Menma-kun's screen time, and that video games are only until eight in the evening. And, don't you he's too young for Halo? He won't shut up talking about 'Master Chief'. Please do something about it."

Beads of sweat formed at Naruto's brow as he finished reading Hinata's note. He glanced at the unopened cup of instant ramen in his hand, and swallowing hard, placed it back on the kitchen cupboard.

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"You told your mom about our little secret?" Naruto gave his son a questioning look.

Menma sheepishly smiled. "Y-Yeaaaah."

"Menma-kun, there's a reason something is called a secret. You're not supposed to tell it to anyone."

"But mom is not 'anyone'."

"But, sweetheart... Nah, never mind." Naruto sighed, looking at the pout forming in his son's lips. "Would you like seconds?"

"No, thank you." Menma answered, playfully swinging his legs as he sat on the chair. "I thought Friday night is ramen night, dad?"

"Well, that's right, Menma-kun. But we're changing the rules for today, because Sakura-chan here made us something really tasty. It's your favourite! Isn't it delicious?"

"Yeah... but Mom's tastes better." Menma frowned, puckering his lips. He lowered his gaze to his plate and poked a piece of meatball with his fork. "Can we invite her over next time?"

It was only momentary, but Naruto was able to catch the glare that Sakura darted at Menma's direction. The pink-haired woman noticed that he was staring, and she looked down, avoiding Naruto's gaze.

"Menma-kun, that's not a nice thing to say." Naruto said in a serious manner.

"But mom told me that it's not good to lie." The little boy whined.

"Menma-kun." Naruto warned.

"And didn't you say that mom's spaghetti was the best?"

"H-Hey, I did say that but- stop it, Menma-kun!" Naruto stuttered, throwing nervous glances at Sakura.

"It's okay, Naruto." Sakura softly touched her fiancé's hand and smiled. "Excuse me." Wiping her lips with a napkin, she stood up from her chair, carrying with her her plate, and left for the kitchen.

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The sound of Sakura's favourite song filled the room, and Naruto could see her emerging from the bathroom, wrapped with just a pink towel. He leaned back against the door, watching her lips form the words of the song as she ran slender fingers through her damp hair. She took a seat in front of her mirror dresser and turned on the hair dryer.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She finally said, turning the dryer off and acknowledging Naruto for the first time since he entered the room.

Naruto's mouth opened in surprise. "A-Ah, nothing. Thanks again for making us dinner."

"You're welcome." Sakura's lips stretched into a thin smile.

"It's really good." He sighed, seeing Sakura snorted in response. "You know he didn't mean it, Sakura-chan."

"Yeah, I know." She barely whispered. Standing up, Sakura rolled her eyes and walked to the closet to get dressed. "I was done eating, that's why I left the table. That's it."

"I-I'm sorry. I swear it really tastes good."

"Just stop it, Naruto."

"O-Okay." Naruto watched her curiously, as she put on her clothes. "You're leaving? Where are you going?"

"Work."

"Work? But you promised to take this day off, so we could both spend time with Menma-kun?"

"W-Well, Ino called yesterday. She said Shizune-sama's sick, and they need an extra hand at the hospital tonight. She asked me if I could come over and help."

"And you didn't tell me?" He clenched his teeth.

Green eyes looked sadly at him for a moment before gazing away. "I-I'm sorry. I forgot."

"Again..." Naruto stated. "Sakura-chan, every week I bring my son here, so us three could spend some time together, but you... you never stayed, not a single day. It's either you need to work, you're needed to volunteer on something, or you're doing a group study. Just what's going on, Sakura-chan?"

Her fingers stopped as she tried to fix the last button on her shirt, the one that fell just below her navel. She gazed at him, through his reflection in the mirror. "I'm really sorry, Naruto. These are important matters I can't say no to."

"Even more important than me and Menma-kun?"

She licked her lips, feeling them suddenly dry. "You know that I'm busy, Naruto. There are times that I just can't stay here and do nothing. You do know that, right?"

Naruto let out a deep sigh, rubbing his face with his hands to hide the look of distraught that threatened to show. "Alright."

"Naruto-" She called, but Naruto brought his hands out to her, stopping her from saying anything further.

Shaking his head, he opened the door and headed to the living room where his son was.

"Let's play something else." He said, sitting down on the floor next to Menma and pressing buttons on the game controller.

"Are you alright, dad? Where's Sakura-chan going?" Menma asked.

"She's leaving," was Naruto's short response.

The painful feeling in chest became more unpleasant, hearing Sakura's footsteps grow louder coming from the bedroom, then gradually disappeared at the sound of front door closing. It was painful to see her leave, but it was more bearable compared to the hurt he saw in Menma's eyes as the little boy asked him a question he wasn't expecting.

"Umm dad...?"

He pressed the pause button and looked at the boy innocently looking at him. "Yes?"

"Why doesn't she like me?"

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Naruto-kun, Menma-kun adalah seorang anak tumbuh. Silakan feed kepadanya sesuatu selain ramen. Aku terikat di sini resep spaghetti, yang saya yakin Anda tidak akan memiliki masalah berikut. Kami juga berbicara tentang Menma-kun layar waktu, dan video game yang hanya sampai delapan di malam hari. Dan, jangan Anda dia terlalu muda untuk Halo? Dia tidak akan tutup mulut berbicara tentang ' Master Chief'. Silahkan melakukan sesuatu tentang hal itu."Manik-manik keringat dibentuk di Naruto alis saat ia selesai membaca Hinata di catatan. Dia melirik cawan belum dibuka ramen instan di tangannya, dan menelan keras, meletakkannya kembali di lemari dapur.."Anda mengatakan mom tentang rahasia kecil kami?" Naruto memberikan anaknya Lihat mempertanyakan.Menma malu-malu tersenyum. "Y-Yeaaaah.""Menma-kun, ada alasan sesuatu yang disebut rahasia. Anda tidak harus memberitakannya kepada siapapun.""Tapi ibu tidak 'ada'.""Tapi, sayang... tidak, tidak pernah keberatan." Naruto mendesah, memandang cemberut yang membentuk di bibir anaknya. "Apakah Anda ingin detik?""Tidak, terima kasih." Menma menjawab, Main-Main berayun kakinya saat dia duduk di kursi. "Saya pikir Jumat malam malam ramen, ayah?""Yah, itu benar, Menma-kun. Tetapi kami mengubah aturan untuk hari ini, karena di sini Sakura-chan membuat kita sesuatu yang benar-benar lezat. Ini adalah favorit Anda! Bukankah lezat?""ya... tapi ibu selera lebih baik." Menma kening, kerutan bibirnya. Dia menurunkan dengan tatapan ke piring dan menusuk sepotong bakso dengan garpu. "Kita dapat mengundang dia ke waktu berikutnya?"It was only momentary, but Naruto was able to catch the glare that Sakura darted at Menma's direction. The pink-haired woman noticed that he was staring, and she looked down, avoiding Naruto's gaze."Menma-kun, that's not a nice thing to say." Naruto said in a serious manner."But mom told me that it's not good to lie." The little boy whined."Menma-kun." Naruto warned."And didn't you say that mom's spaghetti was the best?""H-Hey, I did say that but- stop it, Menma-kun!" Naruto stuttered, throwing nervous glances at Sakura."It's okay, Naruto." Sakura softly touched her fiancé's hand and smiled. "Excuse me." Wiping her lips with a napkin, she stood up from her chair, carrying with her her plate, and left for the kitchen..The sound of Sakura's favourite song filled the room, and Naruto could see her emerging from the bathroom, wrapped with just a pink towel. He leaned back against the door, watching her lips form the words of the song as she ran slender fingers through her damp hair. She took a seat in front of her mirror dresser and turned on the hair dryer."Why are you staring at me like that?" She finally said, turning the dryer off and acknowledging Naruto for the first time since he entered the room.Naruto's mouth opened in surprise. "A-Ah, nothing. Thanks again for making us dinner.""You're welcome." Sakura's lips stretched into a thin smile."It's really good." He sighed, seeing Sakura snorted in response. "You know he didn't mean it, Sakura-chan.""Yeah, I know." She barely whispered. Standing up, Sakura rolled her eyes and walked to the closet to get dressed. "I was done eating, that's why I left the table. That's it.""I-I'm sorry. I swear it really tastes good.""Just stop it, Naruto.""O-Okay." Naruto watched her curiously, as she put on her clothes. "You're leaving? Where are you going?""Work.""Work? But you promised to take this day off, so we could both spend time with Menma-kun?""W-Well, Ino called yesterday. She said Shizune-sama's sick, and they need an extra hand at the hospital tonight. She asked me if I could come over and help.""And you didn't tell me?" He clenched his teeth.Green eyes looked sadly at him for a moment before gazing away. "I-I'm sorry. I forgot.""Again..." Naruto stated. "Sakura-chan, every week I bring my son here, so us three could spend some time together, but you... you never stayed, not a single day. It's either you need to work, you're needed to volunteer on something, or you're doing a group study. Just what's going on, Sakura-chan?"Her fingers stopped as she tried to fix the last button on her shirt, the one that fell just below her navel. She gazed at him, through his reflection in the mirror. "I'm really sorry, Naruto. These are important matters I can't say no to.""Even more important than me and Menma-kun?"She licked her lips, feeling them suddenly dry. "You know that I'm busy, Naruto. There are times that I just can't stay here and do nothing. You do know that, right?"
Naruto let out a deep sigh, rubbing his face with his hands to hide the look of distraught that threatened to show. "Alright."

"Naruto-" She called, but Naruto brought his hands out to her, stopping her from saying anything further.

Shaking his head, he opened the door and headed to the living room where his son was.

"Let's play something else." He said, sitting down on the floor next to Menma and pressing buttons on the game controller.

"Are you alright, dad? Where's Sakura-chan going?" Menma asked.

"She's leaving," was Naruto's short response.

The painful feeling in chest became more unpleasant, hearing Sakura's footsteps grow louder coming from the bedroom, then gradually disappeared at the sound of front door closing. It was painful to see her leave, but it was more bearable compared to the hurt he saw in Menma's eyes as the little boy asked him a question he wasn't expecting.

"Umm dad...?"

He pressed the pause button and looked at the boy innocently looking at him. "Yes?"

"Why doesn't she like me?"