
In a house a woman looks lethargic, today Histi is not feeling well.
The woman complained of pain all over her body, Serkan who became her husband looks so worried.
" That's why the husband is called ! don't fight !" Gerrutu Serkan while massaging Histi's legs.
" Yes" replied Histi.
" I made a rule for you that should be obeyed not broken !" Continue Serkan.
" You shouldn't make Yank rules, the rules are there to be broken !" Answer Histi.
" Who said ?" ask Serkan annoyed.
" I'm "Histi replied.
" Haistt..
" Aaaaa "strangles Histi in shock as her legs are pinched by the man.
" Atit Yank you're kdrt !" Accuse Histi of rubbing his legs.
" So the wife must obey the husband, here the husband says a word you answer 10 broken, I say you are the same me !" Serkan said annoyed..
Histi was silent with her lips pursed, she did not dare to speak up if Serkan started to make a sound.
" Denger is not an ear !" Serkan said he's picking up Histi's ear.
" Yes hear Mr. Doctor "Histi replied weakened.
" Tomorrow many more, bring all the sacks behind !" Serkan said.
" Hehe can ya ?" ask Histi cengengesan.
" Ehhhh !" Pekik Serkan glared.
" Yes kidding or yank "Said Histi slapped the guy's shoulder gash.
Send a grunt, the man was forced to work today because he had to take care of his wife who was a lot of behavior.
A very cunning Histi would never waste a 24-hour opportunity with her husband.
" Yank,haus "Pampered Histi Whine.
" Later "Answer Serkan flat.
" Your son who asks "Histi said.
Serkan glanced at the woman's stomach deeply,Histi rubbed his distended stomach full of deceit.
The cold man got up and walked into the kitchen.
" Yes "Pekik Histi excitedly.
" What are you asking for, huh ??" muttered Histi started to design a desire.
Serkan soon returned again with a large cup of drinks complete with a lid.
" Nih drink a lot so that my son does not thirst !" Serkan said to pour the water.
" Thank you Papa "Histi answered imitating the voice of a child.
Leave him to nod and sit quietly.
Histi in his lebay style began to drink while glancing at the man.
" Yank" replied Histi, returning the cup.
Hand over the receiving and put a little away from them.
Histi kept watching until his stomach was hungry.
" Yank "Call Histi slowly
" Hm" Answer Draw a file from the briefcase.
" Want to eat "Histi said scratching his head.
" Yes eat "Answer Serkan.
" Don't want rice yank "Rengek Histi.
" What do you want ?" tanya Serkan looked up.
" Hm wants it anyway ciki but because it's not here so I ask fried wheat with sugar" replied Histi.
" Hah fried wheat ?" ask Serkan surprised.
" Yes Yank, kayak who is loved by Mba Tuti is loh Yank, as well as "Histi replied thicken his lips.
" I can't make "Serkan said in horror.
" Ihh must be able to Yank, this is your child's request loh he who is hungry" said Histi kekeh.
" You said it was the same, Papa can't "Serkan said persuaded.
" He doesn't want Yank, he's sick" said Histi pura2 grimacingly.
" Yank you why ?" ask Serkan panic.
" He sulked Yank kicked me "Histi replied grimacingly.
" The time is Yank, not a new corn, yes the time can already kick "Serkan confused.
" You don't believe me ?" tanya Histi turned fierce.
" Yes usually if the rendang is 6 months old and above Yank fetus big "Answer Serkan.
" Ck yes no need to be made, let Mak with his son nces in line2" said Histi annoyed
" Yes could dong, kalo his mother nces definitely nurun son " replied Histi threatening.
Gleck...
Hand over a rough gulp, the man's mentality began to be forged.
Serkan felt that there was also a point in Histi's speech even though the woman was originally speaking.
" Yes, I tried to make "Said Serkan relented.
" Nah gitu dong, so the prospective Papa must be resilient let alone the same wife who contains with difficulty and full of struggle "Histi said at length.
" Don't play, a splinter comes with me "Reply Serkan roll lazy eye.
Histi smiled amusedly with a small nod.
Both of them walked into the kitchen.
Now at home the couple has provided a gas stove by Bara when he came to visit.
They have to be economical to use gas because there is no gas field there.
Histi was now getting used to cooking with a furnace fire or kerosene stove that was available at home.
" Mumpung you can get a lot of honey from the results of the manger so do not use sugar yes "Describe flat.
" It's up to the sweet important "Histi replied calmly.
Send a nod, the man began to take the finished flour in a closed place, Histi prepared the ingredients2.
The woman felt unbearable if she had to let Serkan do everything alone.
" Where is yankkk oil ?" Tanya Serkan pacing mandir looking for cooking oil.
Histi who was peeling his favorite fruit let out a long sigh before replying.
" There is beside the salt "Histi answered flatly.
" No Yank" Reply Serkan.
" There's a look first "Reply Histi.
Hand over searching carefully again while uncovering2 cabinets.
" No Yank "squeak Serkan again.
Histi took off his fruit knife in annoyance and walked over to the man.
" There's no "Serkan said sweating.
Histi scoured his kitchen and found what the man was looking for.
" This is what, hair oil ?" tanya Histi pointed at the object right in front of the cauldron.
Leave looking and stare.
" Why is there Yank ?" Ask Serkan confused.
" Yes here Yank "Histi replied with anxiety.
" So you said it beside the salt "Reply Serkan.
" Where is the salt now ?" tanya Histi has a waist.
Spread her eyes until she finds salt in her left hand.
" Hehehe "Answer a cry.
" Likes really make me high blood" said Histi anxious.
" I'm sorry Yank, I don't ngeh "send down.
" Snap, your son has demoed, and then he riquest pizza balding your head making his "Said Histi walked away.
" Don't dong Yankkk "Rengek Serkan weld.
Histi continued walking with an amused smile successfully judging Serkan.
Serkan also began to investigate one by one his combat tools today.
For a long time the man had not cooked, since marrying Histi, Serkan like a king was treated very special, but since Histi was pregnant he was not only a husband but the woman's errand boy.
Histi raised his foot to watch the motion of the husband in front of the stove while enjoying a young mango with a chili salt chili.
" Uhh immediately "Histi murmured that it felt wryly mixed with salt that made it sweet.
The woman did not change much, Histi still seems like the old one even though sometimes the mood is a mess with no time.
Almost wait 1 hour, some fried wheat strands were served.
" This is his Yank pancake "Said Serkan proudly presents his work.
" hahaha pancakes from the village "Histi replied laughing.
" Yes, experienced Yank, in the city we rarely eat this "Reply Draw a little, pour honey and feed his wife.
" Hmn is delicious "Histi replied chewing her husband's gift.
" I'm sorry baby, Papa can't make you a real pancake, then ask Mama who made ya "Serkan said rubbed Histi's stomach.
" Hm "Answer Histi rolled a lazy eye.
Give me a crisp laugh and join the meal accompanied his wife.
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