After Party

Cravings

Luna looked up at her laptop monitor. He has completed some of his work. Then suddenly a few things popped into his head.

Currently, if allowed to ask for three things, Luna would love to call her husband to fulfill some of his wishes while he was cravings.

First, he really wants to enjoy eating young mango peeled directly by his husband, who is none other than, Juna.

The second, he wanted to eat pizza with a topping of melted mozzarella cheese while sitting on the bench of Taman Menteng while enjoying people passing by or children playing there.

And one more, the third. She was eager, Juna the husband wrote a love poem for her.

Something Juna hasn't done to her in years. It was only at the beginning of their romantic relationship that they were walking.

Yes, the cravings that he said were only a form of indulgence of the wife who was pregnant. However, there is also a myth that says, if the desire is not obeyed, then. The child born will be anointed.

Actually want to be obeyed, or not, every baby must be a drool, especially when they like to teething.

Luna was astonished by all the mythical myths. But, he clearly felt very sensitive at this moment. Feeling alone, inattention, pain all over his body. She needs her husband now.

Luna felt that something was wrong between them at this moment. Even though they were newly married, the communication between them was not smooth.

They were like two single people sleeping in the same bed.

They often make their own decisions. There is no conversation or communication like a married couple. What's really going on right now, Luna doesn't really understand.

However, she tried to regain her husband's heart. Then he sent me a message about his craving at the time.

Luna sends whatsapp to her husband.

My dear husband, your son has a message. He said he wanted to feel the mango that was cut by his father's hand. Also listen to jazz music in Taman Menteng while enjoying eating Mozarella pizza. Then he was eager for his father to write some poetry verses about love and life, to deliver his sleep at night.

I hope you'll grant it

❤️❤️

Luna sends whatsapp messages on her husband's phone with a smile. He hoped that Juna could grant his wish at that time.

***

In the afternoon after returning from the office Luna and Juna stopped by a fresh fruit shop their subscription.

The atmosphere in the fresh fruit shop seemed crowded at that moment. Dozens of fathers and mothers gathered and crowded to buy the fruit they wanted, especially those who were discounted because it was in season at that time. As it is currently the season of oranges and mangoes, and dozens of visitors swarm and choose oranges and mangoes for them to buy.

Juna looked at the scene in despair. Wanting it he turned back to cancel his intention to buy mangoes.

However, the message about Luna's cravings last afternoon made her want to not have to stop by, for the sake of the fruit of her love that is now in Luna's womb.

Right now, Luna herself was feeling unwell. He's waiting in the car.

Now, Juna is the one who has to struggle with mother who is also trying to fight for the best mango fruit and choice.

Last afternoon, after reading a message sent by Luna, Juna had time to research by reading about how to choose a good mango in his office during break time.

However, at this time. When he was living with a pile of mangoes. Juna looks like a man who has lost his memory. The tips and information he had read and understood seemed to evaporate instantly at that moment.

Then he tried to follow the way the mother next to him when checking mangoes.

A mother with high coaxed hair kissed the mango she was holding. Juna did the same thing with my mom. There's no scent. The mother's perfume next to her smelled firmer than the mango mango smell in front of her.

Juna breathed in frustration. Finally, he picked up whatever mango was in front of him. Then he walked with a shunt to the cashier and paid for the mango he had taken earlier.

"The important mango, period! If I can't tell the difference, my son won't know the difference!" Juna cried in his heart.

With a smile of his own, for a moment his eyes wandered while waiting for a fairly long line of cashiers.

A familiar person was seen coming out of the pharmacy next to the fruit shop where he bought this mango.

The figure came out while carrying a white plastic bag. Juna wanted to call out to him, but the figure quickly ran into the car and immediately left. Juna just scrunched his forehead in surprise.

"What is Sister Dewi doing here? Why does he seem so rushed?" Muttered Juna still thinking about his wife's favorite sister-in-law.

***

Juna and Luna sat together on the dimly lit back porch. That night, the wind was blown and withered. Juna sits cross-legged on a comfortable chair. His hands were busy peeling the mangoes he had bought.

Compared to Luna, Juna is more skilled in terms of airline cooking. He used to love experimenting with food.

But, after marriage, he tried to forget his hobby because he wanted Luna to cook. However, Luna was flirting as well. And have a myriad of reasons not to cook. One of them is because he is busy and when he comes home from work, Luna is already very tired. Especially at this young age of pregnancy.

Luna who was still being wracked with nausea joyfully picked up the mango that had been peeled and sliced and placed in a dish that had been prepared by her husband.

"Ennnaa! You're good at picking sweet mangoes, honey!" Luna smiled sweetly while chewing the mango.

She enjoyed the affection that this final ending seemed to be far from the life of a newlywed like them.

"To be honest, I only followed in the footsteps of a mother's mother when choosing the mango earlier." Sahut Juna cackled.

Luna looked at Juna's handsome face. She was grateful, her husband turned out to have a sense of humor above average.

However, for a moment Juna looked pensive, like he was reminded of something.

"Oh, yes, I just seemed to see Kak Dewi coming out of the pharmacy next to the fruit shop. But, it looks like he's hunting once." Juna told his wife.

"That's possible. The pharmacy is indeed a subscription of Kak Dewi. Too bad he didn't see our car, huh?" Alia Luna meet. He had long wanted to meet his brother. But, Sister Dewi always had a reason not to meet her. Finally, they only communicate with each other using whatsapp.

"Yes, maybe he's hunting." Juna shrugged his shoulders.

They continued their togetherness again. Juna was still cutting the mango fruit, and Luna was enjoying it with joy.

Arrive arrived....

"LUNA...??? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!"