"Hanzero" I Love you Miss

Ngidam Part 2's

Hanzero still stepped down the stairs to look for the white strawberry fruit that asked his wife, even though he himself still hesitated, What is there.?

"Woman.!" he was surprised when he looked at Arwan at the door.

"Sir, where are you going.?"

"It just so happens you're home, come with me." Hanz was excited, at least there was a friend to share the dizziness with.

Without asking Arwan followed his master's steps and opened the car door.

"Where is this, sir.?" tanya Arwan is still stepping on the gas.

"Oh.!" sigh.

"Master," Arwan turned his head.

"Ah, anywhere . The important thing is to get it."

"What do you think, sir.?" Arwan was confused by Hanz's words.

"Arwan, are there any white strawberries. You ever see her ? Suddenly Miss wants her."

"There's Master." spontaneously Arwan replied.

"Hey, I'm not kidding.!" Hanz thought Arwan was making Ngada.

"There is a Master, seriously. I've seen it on the internet. If it's not wrong, it's a wild plant from South America." replied Arwan.

"Whatever's right, do I have to go there to get her.?" Hanz.

"Maybe there is a master here.? Another name of the fruit is Pineberry if not wrong. Strawbery cross fruit what is it with Pineapple among what yes..? Anyway, the taste is more pineapple than Strawbery." explained Arwan.

"Have you ever eaten it.?"

Arwan just grinned. "Hehe, Haven't you.?"

"So where do you know, then,?"

"Mister Internet.?"

"Yes.. ! Guess if it's in town, I doubt it.." Hanz looked frustrated.

"We have to try. The pregnant woman If it's not followed, the child can drool later."

"What..? Looks like you've had a lot of experience with pregnant women." Hanz glanced at his secretary.

"From the internet sir." again Arwan's answer made Hanz's heart doubtful.

"The point is we have to get it, I don't want my son drooling later" said Hanz.

Passing through a mall Arwan immediately pulled over and parked his car.

"We're looking here first sir, it's easy to find."

They both rushed into the mall.

It didn't take long, Hanz finally found the fruit. And immediately buy it in large quantities.

"It turns out Azka's request did not exist, this fruit really exists" said Hanz immediately invited Arwan home after finishing paying for the fruit that had been in his hands.

"What the taste is, I'm curious." said Hanz reached for the fruit.

"Don't Master, Miss Azka is very sensitive. Especially when pregnant young. Miss must have known that mister had tasted it. Yes, if Miss receives leftovers, if not ? That would be a big problem that would make things difficult for the Master himself later." Arwan wisely tried to resuscitate his master.

"You're right Arwan, you're a genius." said Hanz, pulling back his hand and harboring his curiosity .

Arriving at the Main House, Hanz was impatient with the results of his search that managed to find what his wife wanted. He immediately brought it to his wife.

"Azka, look at it. I got it." exclaimed Hanz approaching Azka in the room.

"Are you Hanz.?" azka sumringah's face was like getting a fancy gift, she immediately grabbed the plastic bag from Hanz's hand and opened it, then immediately devoured it.

"Azka, you didn't wash it first.?"

"It's clean Hanz, take it easy." Azka replied continuing to devour the fruit with her favors.

"Enak.?" tanya Hanz saw Azka was enjoying her.

"So much Hanz,!"

" May I taste it ?" so curious, Hanz asks Azka's heartless permission to offer her.

"Take Hanz, this is a lot. I can't possibly spend it alone." Azka thrusting.

Hanz took it and immediately chewed it.

Just chewed..

"God... So wry..!" said Hanz rubbing the rest of his saliva.

"It's not good Azka, sour..!"

"Hanz, this fresh fruit you say is bad.? If you don't like it don't eat it, save it for me. tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. I still want to." Azka replied.

"Quite Azka, you'll have a stomachache. It's not good for your hull." Hanz took the plastic away.

"Hanz, come back, right.? Hanz, you.!" Azka looks really angry.

Seeing that Hanz immediately put the plastic back on.

"It's fine. Eat as much as you. But just be careful if your stomach hurts." Hanz immediately got up and sat on the sofa, sighed and shook his head .

Was my mother like that when she was pregnant with me.?

Hanz continued to watch Azka, worried that Azka's stomach was hurting from eating the wry fruit. But Hanz can't ban her anymore, much less like her Azka really enjoys the fruit.

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The night had fumbled, Hanz immediately climbed into the bed and approached his wife.

"Bright Hanz, don't stick.!" said Azka pulling the blanket.

Again Hanz could only sigh. Talk sultry, but pull his thick blanket. How strange !

Hanz could only resign himself to his fate, when Azka put the bolster in their middle as a barrier so that Hanz's body did not stick to him.

Hanz is already sleeping.

"Hangs.!" azka's voice startled Hanz who was about to enter the dreamland.

"Yes Honey...!"

"You hug." Azka pulled the roll and stuck to her back.

"What's.? Didn't want to get close, now ask for a hug.?"

"You don't want to hug me..?" azka's voice was loud in Hanz's ear.

"Yes yes..I hug. Or do you want to ask for more.?" Hanz immediately grabbed Azka's body.

"No.!, I just want a hug."

"Can't, you've woken her. You have to take responsibility." Hanz immediately locked his wife's body.

That night was finally not just a warm hug that Azka got, but more than just a hug.

Azka also slept with her innocent body.

Hanz smiled looking at that, pulling a blanket over his wife's body. Pecked his head many times.

"I love you Azka." whispered Hanz following into dreamland.

*****

That was the day of Hanz's day that had to be extra patient in dealing with Azka's cravings. With Azka's strange request for Hanz, and Azka's mood changes. Sometimes spoiled, sometimes wanted to be away. Sometimes hate and arrive dear to Hanz.

Once one night, when Hanz was engrossed in his sleep, Azka woke him up just to ask for fried rice. It's worse that Hanz has to cook his own. Hanz painstakingly cooked fried rice for Azka. And at worst, after the fried rice was ready, Azka was asleep and could not be awakened again.

With his annoyance Hanz devoured his own homemade fried rice.

In the morning, what happened? Azka screamed to find a plate with two tablespoons of fried rice left.

Forced that morning Hanz had to make fried rice back in exchange for fried rice that had been eaten last night.

Who tried it wrong, who ate it or who slept.?

As his suffering Hanz had to be his long ahead. Here Arwan is also affected.

"Arwan, accompany me. Miss asked for martabak." one night when Arwan was almost asleep.

"Arwan, she hates me. Ah, it's so sad."

"Arwan, Miss called me. He misses me."

"Arwan, I'm so dizzy. Miss is asking too much."

"Arwan, I'm so happy. Today Miss is paying attention to me."

Again Arwan can only stroke the chest to be more patient, each time he heard a complaint from his Master.

Naturally, her name was also a pregnant woman. Ngidam is common if troublesome, eeits, wait a minute, cravings or opportunities huh.? Sometimes Arwan thinks. But it's been. His duty is only to accompany his Master as well as his.

I have to be a good listener.

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