
This morning Ica had planned a surprise to be given to her husband. Impatiently, she waited for her husband to eat breakfast.
"Aren't you eating?" this morning again - again Aaron did not see his wife touch the food.
"More lust."
"It is not good if you continue to be lazy to eat like this, you can get sick" said Aaron then moved from his seat and moved next to Ica.
"Sorry, my stomach is nauseous. If I force it to eat for free, I will definitely spit it out."
Aaron ignores Ica's true explanation with all the truth. Aaron's hand was already thrusting a spoonful of rice in front of Ica's lips. "Open your mouth" he said as he shook the spoon
"Mas.. I'm serious, I'm not lustful." Ica's face began to peel, she really felt nauseous just by imagining the rice into her mouth.
"Eat!" aaron's voice confirmed, he again wiggled the spoon so that Ica wanted to open her mouth.
Irritatedly Ica scooped the spoon into her mouth, chewing the food a little rough. Just a few times chewing, Ica's cheeks already look bulging. He quickly ran to the bathroom.
Hoek Hoek, just keep the stomach forcing to remove its contents. Even the vomit came out more than the spoonful of rice he had eaten.
"What exactly are you? we're going to the Hospital?" aaron said in his softest tone, his hands kept busy massaging his wife's nape.
Ica shakes. "How can I go with him to the Hospital, my plans for a surprise can be void."
"I'm fine - what a mas, I'm just not having an appetite. So please don't force me to eat anymore." the voice sounded so weak. Ica was even so difficult to support her body. This kind of situation always makes him weak.
Aaron led his wife back to sit on the dining table chair, he then helped Ica to drink water. "You're right is okay - what? " the soft voice still sounded worried.
Ica nodded slowly. "I'm fine, but Aaron continues to eat."
Aaron agreed and immediately finished his breakfast.
**
"Are you sure you're not going to college today? " ask Aaron to make sure before getting into the car. Aaron was really confused by his wife's attitude, not usually his little wife wanted to ditch. Ica would even always coerce and seduce him if he forbade Ica to go to campus.
"I'm sure. Oh yeah, I can go for a minute, it won't take long. I promise!" mainstay style, persuaded by wrestled spoiled in the arms of her husband.
"Byeah, but Harun's mas is interracial. We'll pick you up later."
Ica snorted annoyedly to get the answer, "don't have to mas, you're busy. I'm just for a second, yeah yeah!" Still trying to seduce. Where might he let Aaron accompany him, what surprise would happen if Aaron saw something that he would buy later.
"It is precisely because you went for a while, so the work of the mas will not be disturbed. It's gonna keep driving you." Final decision of the jealous man.
Ica remained firm in its stance. This plan cannot fail, this Renacana must succeed, Ica really wants her husband to hear this happy news at dinner later.
"Mas come on let me go," still spoiled. "To the minimarket just ahead if you mind I go myself far. Yeah, well, the mini market is close by." It was in Khaliesah's heart that she never stopped reciting the mantra so that her husband could give her permission.
"You actually want to buy what the hell, why do you insist like this do not want to be among the same mas Aaron."
"Yes already if Harun mas ngijinin yah no what - what." said resignedly.
Aaron looked at his wife's bent face for a moment, breathing heavily, "yes you can go alone." He said as he gently stroked his wife's head.
Without waiting for long Ica immediately slammed into her husband's body, hugging so tightly. "Thank you Aaron, I love you" Ica said happily. Finally the plan to give a surprise can be done immediately.
Aaron smiled happily returning the embrace. "You're always sweet like this when you lighten something up" he said, then kissed his wife's head repeatedly.
Ica just smiled triumphantly behind the chest of her husband's field.
***
This afternoon Ica was so excited, repeatedly she brushed off the smile of happiness from behind the mirror reflection of her dressing table. "You're happy baby, papa will soon find out your presence." Ica just kept wiping her flat stomach, still flat,
After resuming his farewell to Aaron over the phone, Ica immediately ordered a taxi online.
Arriving at the shopping center, Ica immediately stepped her feet towards the baby equipment stand. Choosing baby utensils that taste funny then he immediately went to the cashier to pay for it.
"There's no greeting card?" Ica asked the woman standing behind the cashier's desk.
The woman pointed to a nearby storefront displaying a variety of funny greeting cards. Ica then chose one of them. "May I borrow a pen?" back asking.
The woman then handed the pen politely. He was used to something like this. There are many customers who always slip greeting cards on items they buy as gifts. "You guys in packs don't want to?" ask the woman after Ica finished writing something on the greeting paper she chose.
"No need to, thank you." Ica passed away leaving the place.
**
"Mas Aaron. I saw him there at that time." Ica muttered as she looked at the restaurant behind the escalator. Ica decided to speed up her pace, The place was like storing bad memories for her.
Regardless of what kind of stupid feeling haunted her, Ica really wanted to turn to a place she had so much to avoid. And again, the feeling that had been in his grave, today again shook his heart. After he followed the foolish desire of his heart, to peek into the restaurant.
"Mas Aaron! " he said he kept his mouth shut with one of his hands. "No Ica, think positively "he said taking a deep breath. "Yes, Aaron said on the phone, this afternoon he had business outside the office" he said back to convince himself.
Ica passed away from that place, she was really tired of the drama that had happened all this time. He must be able to calm his heart and mind so that quarrels can be avoided.
"Mas Aaron." he murmured again,
His heart and brain really can not be compromised, "the same woman" if only it was not the woman he saw again would not feel this bad. With a mind that floated somewhere Ica down the road with an uncertain feeling.
Bruck...
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