Anastasya's Desire

Chapter 128

Fania continued to stare towards the Princess who was busy with her food. The princess who knew that she was stared at by her office friends was just a stupid temple, she continued to devour her food before her husband's order came.

"It's over, baby?" Erlan asked in surprise, simultaneously shaking her head.

"Such a step you're eating, baby?" Erlan continued who did not get a response from his wife.

"Sorry sir, Mom, here's your order" said Mr. Tekno.

"Darling, you want to eat again," asked Erlan gently to see the wife drinking her warm tea.

"No, Princess is fat again!" The answer that makes all visitors laugh out loud.

"I'm sorry before, it's not that I'm patronizing you, but if the pregnant woman is not what is the fat origin of it all for the sake of the fetus that is in your stomach now? fania muttered to the Princess. " Oia, before we have not been acquaintances, right, now we are acquaintances? Let's get closer to the office, I'm Fania Azzahra, just call Fania," Fania continued to extend her hand to the Princess.

The princess gladly received a helping hand from Fania, saying. "I am Anastasya Putri, my friend called the Princess," replied the Princess giving up her hands.

"Silver eat first, then the cold hunt is not good even you know," said the Princess to everyone, who was immediately nodded by the three.

"Mas Erlan? Princess asks for money dong," Whisper the Princess to her husband who is eating.

"What do you want to buy, baby? You just choose what you want, later Mas will pay," Sahut Erlan who immediately made the Princess pout.

"Daughter doesn't want one here, but Princess is there?" Appoint the Princess to the porridge seller across the street.

"Let Mas tell the man yes," said Erlan so that the Princess would not go alone.

Erlan moved from his seat and stepped towards the green bean porridgeer which was not so far away from the base, just the opposite.

A few minutes Mas Erlan came with a bowl of green bean porridge that was still billowing.

"This darling?" Said Erlan put the porridge in front of his little wife, his eating mood is improving, so whatever requested by the Princess he will buy as long as he ate the same wife.

"Your wife eats a lot of it too Lan?" Say ninoy suddenly, surprised by the portion of the Princess meal.

"Yes thank God, maybe again his mood ate a lot, yesterday let alone eat, smell the onion had been vomiting," replied Erlan continued to eat it.

"It's so good, tomorrow we're here again okay?" Invite the Princess who was influenced by her husband Erlan.

"If you love it, do you like it too?" Sahut Erlan stroked the top of his little wife's head who would soon become a mother, yes Little mother of course, hehehe.

"Oia, you don't tell anyone in the office, please" Erlan asked her two colleagues, while cupping both hands in front of her face.

"Yes, you just calm down, I'm not a bucket, but he's a bucket of thu mouth, must be chopped up with shoes," said Fania pointed to Nino who did not like gossiping, who was not, though a guy but his hobby gossip!.

"Let's just relax, Fania, if Nino ever leaks this thing, I throw it in the sea, let's eat the whales there too!" Erlan's voice that makes Nino's hair stand up.

The two co-workers Mas Erlan was finished with the food, now lived Princess a man who has not been run over with his ijo bean porridge.

"Ech Lan's? I'm back then, is it really late, tomorrow meet in our office??" Pamit Nino who had been crying earlier.

"Okay, be careful on the road" said Mas Erlan.

"Gue is also behind the dech that Erlan's githu, if I stay here will be a dech mosquito repellent," said Fania moved from her seat.

"My daughter's back, yes, tomorrow we'll have a chat at the office" Pamit Fania told the Princess sitting next to Erlan.

"okay sis? be careful on the road, yes" replied the Princess waving her hand as Fania boarded her car.

"Mbak Fania is still alone, huh Mas?" Ask the Princess who is influenced by Erlan.

"Sich Mas's cooking? Kan mbak Fania beautiful githu," continued the Princess, because her kepita soul began to stretch obstacles to know the personality of Fania, her husband's coworker.

"Jawab dong Mas? Ich... Kesel dech," Chirped the Princess when the husband just nodded slowly.

"Keep Mas has to answer what, baby? while Mas alone did not know how he lived, Mas and Fania only met in the office, greeting? Also sometimes, if it matters according to Mas." Clearly Mas Erlan, the Princess thought for a moment until the end nodding her head.

"Mbak Fania is cool, has a car githu, work is also cool in the office, lha Putri itself is only an intern and soon will be a housewife?" The murmur was slow but still heard by Erlan the husband.

"Darling? You should be grateful instead of sad githu, who will be called Mother by our children, remember you dear? There are still many people who want to have children but... The Khalik did not give the opportunity to have children of his own," Sahut Erlan embraced the skinny body of the Princess, his little wife lately is very difficult to eat rice or something like that. She always vomits food that goes into her stomach, whether it's her baby's birth or just not being lustful.

"Home home dear, what time it is," Take Erlan and look at the clock that is coiled in his hand.

"Astaghfirullah is an adzim thing," Erlan was shocked after seeing his watch showing at 4am, and soon dawn would be present.

"Allah Hu akbar dear? it's already at this hour, we're still here" said Mas Erlan in between his shock.

Mas began to turn his car down the streets that are still empty, but occasionally saw the motor carrying a lot of vegetables, maybe they want to go to the market, while others were struggling with warm blankets, he said, they instead went to the market with a lot of vegetables that they would sell, just to get the coffers of rupiah, so that his son and wife could buy every need, he said, and also the cost for the school of his son.

A man called Father, Father, Abi and Papa. It is not high degree, but he died to make a living for his small family. So from now on dedicate all of you to your two parents, never distinguish between your parents.

SERIATE

never waste them both, while they're still around you all.

Because the departure of someone we care about is so important and we will never be able to remove.

The author himself has felt it all, when the brother was 4 years old he left the author for a long time.

And when she died 100 days, the author even pregnant again, and it feels so sad when the author undergoes SC(cesarean operation) the second time without the company of a mother😭😭. the author's message on all his readers, happy are both while they are still in this world. Thank you🙏🙏🙏😘😘😘💕💕💕💕