A Waiting (Letting Off Single)

A Waiting (Letting Off Single)
Two Pakmils



Moments later, Papi Rizal got into the car with a large black plastic bag.


"But, how much is this?" ask Rili


"Sir papa. It's your gear and Alvin's. You see, yeah, I think that's what Rasya usually bought for you first." Papi Rizal gave the plastic bag to Rili and Alvin.


There is a stomach remedy, a variety of sweets, five jars of dried mango candies, and also five boxes of milk for pregnant women.


"Remember Bang Rasya, so you want to buy Bang Rasya meatballs too."


Instantly Rili glanced at Alvin quite sharply. Is this made up or is it cravings?


Papi Rizal started driving his car. "Don't, Rasya is sensitive. Can't be bothered."


"Did."


Rili rolled her eyeballs. It's funny to also see a pakmil that's cravings like this.


"Later until home I call Kak Rasya to buy. I wouldn't be angry at you."


Alvin smiled then leaned back on Rili's shoulder.


"Don't Mas Alvin also wanted Mas Adit's cuisine as well "


Rili's words seemed to awaken his taste to eat Adit's cooking.


"I want to be gini. Later call Adit tell cook."


Rili furrowed her brows looking at Alvin in disbelief. "Mas Alvin really wants to?"


Alvin nodded his head.


"Rili, don't tell me any more food, later everything you call wants to be eaten with Alvin," teased Papi Rizal who was driving.


...***...


After arriving home, Rili did contact Rasya directly asking to buy meatballs because he felt sorry for Alvin who from morning did not want to eat.


"Mas, is it okay?" ask Rili. The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the middle room.


"Little." Alvin pulled Rili in his arms. "Here you fall asleep."


"I'm not papa Mas. Alvin is resting."


"Yes you dong. You are pregnant. I'm not papa."


"Mas, thank you for taking care of all this." Rili leaned more and more on Alvin's chest.


"Yes dear. That's exactly what I want. Feel what you feel first. I've just got to kayak gini, what if you are a racist. Now you're focused on your health and that of our future son." Again Alvin rubbed gently Rili's stomach. "Beautiful you two."


Rili smiled and followed Alvin's hand movements on his stomach.


A while later Rasya came with Dira by bringing meatballs according to Rili's order.


Alvin took off his embrace when Rasya came.


"You pregnant?" rasha asked as she hugged her sister for a moment.


"Yes, brother."


"Congratulations. I'm happy for you." Rasya put the meatball on the table and sat down next to Dira.


"Congratulations, Rili. Later our child will be lonely," said Dira while rubbing a moment of his stomach that has been seen.


"Yes, maybe a 4-month gap huh.."


Alvin took the bowl and immediately opened the meatballs that Rasya had brought. "Cock just one?"


"You don't usually like what I bought for Rili."


"Eat is not papa."


Alvin immediately ate it because his stomach was very hungry but had to find a suitable food, then his stomach could receive food.


"I want to" replied Alvin with a mouthful of food.


"I don't know what I'm buying." This Pakmil one is still sensitive. He now grabbed the jar that was on the table and ate it.


"Eh, it's got me why is it eaten?!" Alvin also did not want his dried mango sweets eaten by Rasya.


"Solicit. This one's Rili's, right?"


Rili laughed a little. "It's Mas Alvin's. So the real cravings are Mas Alvin."


"Same wife!" Rasya put the jar back.


"Kayak Bang Rasya is not it."


"I don't want anything."


"But sensi."


The two women laughed at her husband's silly behavior.


...***...


"Mas, don't go to the cafe if you're not feeling well."


That morning, Alvin was still vomiting. It seems like he should get used to his circumstances. Because in fact, he had taken stomach medicine but only subsided for a moment, after which relapsed again.


"Father, dear. I also have to start getting used to it, don't know until morning sickness."


Rili hugged Alvin from the side. "Thank you, my mother."


"Thank you again.." Alvin returned Rili's embrace. "We fight together, baby." One kiss in landing on the top of Rili's head.


"Yes Mas. Be careful though. Wear a mask if nausea smells cooking."


"Oiya, good thing you remember. While the chef retired to cook." Alvin laughed then took off his arms and took out a mask to wear. "I'm leaving yeah. Don't forget to take regular breaks." Alvin kisses the right cheek, the left cheek, then Rili's lips.


"Yes, it's." Rili drove Alvin to the front of the house. He waved his hand as Alvin's car was gone.


Moments later Alvin's car stopped in his cafe parking lot. He got out of the car and into the cafe.


"Dit, you're cooking today!


Adit meloading for a while. "Make Rili?"


"Make me," replied Alvin briefly.


"Tumbens?"


Alvin smiled as he walked into the cafe kitchen. Don't forget to wear the mask.


"You flu?" ask Adit again so curious.


Alvin shook his head. "My stomach doesn't taste good when I smell cooking."


"You cravings?" Adit laughed out loud which the other employees followed when they accidentally heard their chat.


"Don't laugh!!"


"That's the same quality as the wife. So not most of your style!!" Ejek Adit's. He really likes to upset his best friend.


"Sial lo!! It's called love and love for the wife."


"Bucin is bad! What do you want to cook? I'm masakin of lo ileran's son."


"As far as lo. But that's good." Alvin sauntered into his office because his stomach felt bad again.


"If you want to cook yourself there." cried Adit although now his hands reach for some cooking ingredients.


Alvin is no longer aware, he has now entered his office to rest for a moment.