Aara is Not Lara

7 Months Later

7 Months Later.

The morning air enters through an open bertralis window. Cold pierced to make bones grill. Suddenly Ara who was still laying her body on the mattress immediately pulled the blanket to hide herself.

"Hour 10 Mas must go to the new project site." Stepping closer to the bed, Rava sat down right beside Ara, carrying her right palm rubbing the top of Ara's head.

The warm water above the nightstand still puffed up steam, waiting for Ara to drink. But Ara who was defeated by the cold thick misty air preferred to curl up with half of her face poking out, precisely only the upper eye was visible.

"You coming or just here?" rava asked as he brushed the hair bangs covering Ara's smooth forehead.

"Couthful. Why is it that you're here alone? Free Mas take Ara away if only waiting at the inn."

"His body is good? Doesn't his stomach catch a cold anymore?" rava asked softly, his head ducking over Ara's forehead with a brief kiss. A moment later, Rava joined in laying on the right side of Ara. Hugged tightly the small body wrapped in a thick blanket.

"Awas will fall, Mas ...," said Ara worried. His hand wanted to get out of the blanket to pull Rava's body docked, but he was like a tightly locked baby.

Overthrowing the body to Ara's left side, Rava again stole a kiss on Ara's cheek.

"Today don't come? Just rest," refer Rava to Ara.

"Ara is healthy, safe. But next time don't be naughty. Because Mas Ara had to shower 2 times until the wind."

'You who do not want to take a bath in warm water, dear,' Rava murmured quite deeply, it will be a long affair if Rava spoke directly.

"Yes-yes, not naughty, but not a promise."

"Basic!" ketus Ara while rolling her eyes lazy. His lips were soaked.

"Let's eat first" said Rava while helping Ara sit down. The palm of his right hand slipped under Ara's back.

"No taste, Mom." Shaking Ara in a sitting position. The blanket was still maintained to entangle his body.

"Remember the doctor said, in addition to not stress, you also can not be late to eat again."

"Main morning Mas ... Don't want to, later. Still want to sleep."

"Mas already make kwetiau fried, still do not want to eat?" Pulling down a pair of eyebrows simultaneously, Rava obviously knew Ara would not refuse his breakfast this morning.

"Seriously?" Those wide-eyed balls sparkled. A smile expands as if it fills the face.

"If you don't want to let it run out on its own." Moving up from the bed, Rava gave her smile.

"If kwetiau want. I've really long since Mas can't let Ara eat that," Ara's murmur while running around chasing Rava.

"Where is Mas not prohibited if almost every day you ask kwetiau continue? Is it a shame you're not bored?"

"If the purchase in different places is not quickly bored, Mas." Embracing Rava's arm, Ara's body goosebumps as the cold air inside the inn hits.

The room which only consists of each of 1 bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and a living room has become a place where Ara and Rava have been staying for a few days.

Rava who must review the location of the development project will be a new supermarket branch candidate outside the area does not have to leave Ara alone. Ara also prefers to follow Rava rather than having to wait at her parents' house. Rava decides to take Ara with him.

Regarding the initial debate Ara's desire to work can certainly be slowly eroded. Not really just disappear. Even at the beginning of the third month of their marriage about this work makes Rava silence Ara. Of course not long, only lasted 2 hours and after that Rava who voiced first because it did not resist the temptation of Ara with clothes lacking wedding gift material from Yuki who was newly worn at that time.

"Slowly go!" rava rebuked as Ara fed the thin, chewy strands of the spoon into her mouth. A glass of warm water that Rava had placed on the nightstand was enough to cool on the kitchen table, precisely side by side with Ara dishes.

While grinning and chewing with spirit Ara brandished her thumb. Rava cuisine can never be doubted, even the taste is much more delicious than Ara cuisine.

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"Mas, want that." Show Ara at a food stall that says 'Serba Rp 10,000'. Stomach that was just filled 1 hour ago with a portion of fried kwetiau made by Rava back thrashing.

It was clearly visible from the side if Ara had repeatedly swallowed her saliva which instantly overflowed. From the exposed neck there appeared to be a faint movement.

"Darling ... You just ate loh. Isn't it unusual to eat a lot? What else is this still morning." Pairing the hat on Ara's head, Rava tried to reject Ara's request.

It is very Rava memorized if the capacity of Ara's stomach to hold food is low. Usually if they deliberately eat out, for example when ordering grilled chicken complete with rice, then half the rice rations will switch to Rava dishes.

"But want that!" whining Ara while singing her lips.

Just across the street of a small office consisting of 2 floors, a variety of foods that are not too clear in the eyes of Ara look very tempting tongue.

"Wait 1 hour to eat. That was still here, not processed everything" said Rava, directing his hand to touch Ara's round stomach, distended because most of the meal.

"Yes, if not. Not and I don't want to." Ducking down, Ara looked at the end of the shoe that was kicking the paving of the parking area.

"By, Honey ... Wait 1 hour, not now." Rava will not budge on the sentence that is always launched as the mainstay of Ara.

Yesterday night when they were pitting Ara's love, they had the wrong focus on the belly fat that was vibrating. Suddenly it not only stopped Rava who was ready to release the flush of superior seeds, but managed to disperse the sensation that was already at the tip of the horn.

Now either consciously or not Ara even wants to fill her stomach again. Though clearly the stomach can not be forced to receive food in large portions at a time nearby.

"It looks like the fried chicken is delicious," murmured Ara as she swallowed her saliva. His eyes seem very wanted.

"It looks like there's fried chicken in there?" cibir Rava chuckled. Sometimes when looking at Rava from a distance, Ara likes to squint her eyes trying to focus the incoming light bias to form a Rava silhouette.

"Bg ... Looks yeah! Don't mock!" ketus Ara while staring at the cynical Rava. Instantly two of his fingers pinched the small waist of Rava.

"Udah come on in first. I was waiting for a meeting this morning."

Although footsteps followed Rava with hands that were definitely tightly grasped, but occasionally Ara's head turned back, watching the simple stalls that looked crowded. While Rava who realized the direction of Ara's view was only able to shake her head slowly.

Rava at a glance remembers if some days Ara's appetite has really increased rapidly. Of course, in line with complaints about belly fat, chin, hips, arms and cheeks are also increasing rapidly. Even this morning before accompanying Rava to the branch office, Ara had complained that her thighs were getting docked due to fat that continued to grow thicker.

"Good morning ..," said Rava, shortly after entering the room, which was shown by the man who served as Branch Manager.

Following right behind Rava, Ara was quite clumsy to be in a formal atmosphere but Rava's hand grip was reluctant to miss a second.

"Mas stay in the meeting first huh? You sit here, don't go anywhere!" pinta Rava is like a command while leading Ara to sit on a sofa that is quite far from the minimalist meeting table, but still within sight of each other.

Waiting in silence, Ara turned her attention to busying herself with Dimas' message. Their chat group turned silent. There was no more absurd debate between Dimas and Yuki. If asked why, then the answer is Yuki who disappeared.

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Thank you for waiting for the story of Hana's first child, hopefully not bored with the conversation ArVa😃