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Twenty minutes later, Adam's car arrived at Citra's house. Adam knocked at the tightly shut door. Before long the door was opened and the image from the inside, the eyes of the girl was swollen maybe too long crying.

"Adammit.." Call Citra in a soft voice. It felt like he was hugging the burly body that was in front of him but it was also impossible because he had to immediately take the mother to the nearest hospital.

"Where's your mom?" Adam asked coldly.

"Some on the inside, let's go inside." Answer the image by opening the door wide.

Adam stepped inside and found Citra's mother unconscious on a long sofa. Adam immediately lifted the helpless body and took him into the car and he sat in the back seat with leaning on the body Citra.

"Have you locked your door?" Adam asked a glance at Citra behind the rearview mirror while putting on her seat belt.

"It's Dam." Answer Citra while nodding.

Adam drove his car to the nearest hospital so that Citra's mother could be handled immediately.

"Why did your mother faint?" Adam asked while he was focused on driving.

"I don't know either. I was in my room and I went out to get a drink. And I accidentally saw mom fall unconscious on the couch." Answer the image in a soft voice.

Now Adam's car has arrived at the intended hospital. Adam opened the car door and picked up the middle-aged woman and brought her in. The image also calls the nurse. Ibu Citra was lying on the IGD bed. The doctor immediately examined him.

"How's my mom doing Doc?" Ask Citra anxiously.

"Your mother is fine, it's just that she's too tired and seems like a lot of thought as well." Answer the Doctor.

"Thank God." The image felt relieved the mother did not get seriously ill.

The nurse put an infusion on the middle-aged woman's hand. While Adam was waiting outside, Citra stepped out and approached Adam who was sitting alone in a long chair.

"What did the doctor say?" Ask Adam.

The image of smiling so worried Adam as his mother.

"Mom's fine, she's just a lot of thought." Answer Imagery.

Adam nodded in understanding.

***

"What's the matter Ra?" Risma asked to see Zahira's strange gurgle.

"All of a sudden I want to eat a piece of chicken with Ris fried rice." Zahira answered while stroking her distended stomach.

"Day buy is easy." Sahut Dini chimed in the talk of Zahira and Risma.

"But I want to eat fried rice made by Mas Adam Din." Zahira lirih.

Andi feels sorry for this pregnant woman. While Adam is not here but busy taking care of other women. He said love died with Zahira, but what? Even left his wife just like that for her social empathy. What kind of husband it is, Andi also screeched not like.

"You better call your husband, let him come home soon." Sahut Andi who has begun to grow angry.

"Yes, yeah." Answer Zahira.

Zahira called Adam but the first ring was not answered.

"Where?" Ask Zahira.

Zahira shook her head. "Not lifted up, brother." Answer Zahira listlessly.

"Try calling again." Tell Andi.

"Sad, so busy that his own wife did not want to pick up." Andi's mind is already grumpy with the behavior of his best friend.

Zahira called Adam once again and finally the phone was connected.

"Hallo." Say hello to Adam first behind the call.

"Hallo Mas." Said Zahira while glancing at his friends.

"Yes Yank, what's wrong?" Ask Adam.

"Mas, I want to eat a piece of chicken, help you buy it right now." Zahira.

"It has to be Yank now, what if it's later?" Adam's Fresh.

"No, I don't want it now. Where the hell long ago you came home." Zahira was getting upset.

"Mas still has important business, dear. Then yeah." Persuade Adam.

"It's more important what your son's will or your business is." Zahira's reply was fierce.

Adam took his breath. "Yes yes, now Mas go home and bring you a piece of chicken." Adam would not argue with his wife.

"Yes, I'm waiting for Mas Adam at home. Don't be long, my son is starving." Zahira.

"Yes Dear. Close it, Assalamu'alaikum." Adam Say.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Zahira.

"Where said?" Andi asked after Zahira put down her phone.

"Not to say, just say that the business isn't done yet." Answer Zahira.

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"Will it be?" Risma offered the beautiful toddler.

"You." Nod Micah fast. Risma took one without being given the sauce.

"That's my belly." Said Eko who from earlier snacking continues to have no stop and now plus the Chicken Sempol.

"You are so greedy." Ketus Early.

"Haha. abis food served Zahira delicious." Eko replied while chuckling.

"I like it best when told to play at Adam's house. Food is always appetizing." Sahut Andi while enjoying his chicken.

"That's it, brother wants." Mila pinched slowly the belly of the lover.

"If there's a free one, why don't you, sister." Akmal.

"Yo'i Mal." Andi agreed with Akmal.

"You guys want it for free. Good thing my husband's not like you." Cibir Zahira makes Andi, Eko and Akmal laugh.

"Mas, now make me fried rice." Zahira Pinta.

"Ta-" It's not over Adam said it's been cut by Zahira.

"There's no but-but, Mas have to cook fried rice right now!" Zahira's word doesn't want to be disputed.

"Quick make, your child is already starving to eat fried rice made by his father himself. Don't just take care of other people while the child is forgotten." Sindir Andi cynical.

Adam raised his eyebrows to look at Andi.

Zahira was upset. "Mas." Zahira.

"Ah, yes Yank." Adam got up from his seat and walked to the kitchen to make a special fried rice for the impatient wife.

"Have you ever had a weird cravings, didn't Ra?" Tanya Dini made the others also curious.

"So far never, Din." Answer Zahira.

"You're exactly like me Ra, I used to crave it and never took anyone else." Risma Sahut.

Zahira just smiled, not so long fried rice made by Adam has been done. Adam brought out a serving of fried rice for his beloved wife.

"Nih Yank, the fried rice." Adam said as he laid in front of Zahira.

Zahira's eyes immediately sparkled Adam was done making it.

"Thank you." He said happily and then blew a blow before entering his mouth.

"Cock bland, no taste at all." Zahira put the spoon back.

The expression that was once happy is now moody because it does not match his taste.

"The hell." Adam tasted his fried rice.

"It's not bland." He said while looking at his wife.

"Hambar Mas, most of you forget not to enter the same salt flavoring." Zahira.

"Yank, all the bulbs are complete." Answer Adam.

"The evidence of your fried rice is still bland." Accuse Zahira.

The companions only witnessed the debate among the hosts. Another with Andi who was smiling was satisfied.

"Try, I want a chip." Akmal.

"Where's Mal, it feels right?" Adam asked Akmal

"Yes, it's really good." Akmal replied after swallowing his rice.

"Your sister just said it tastes good." Adam Say.

"But for me this fried rice is still tasteless Mas. I have to do it again!" Zahira.

"Even this pregnant woman." Adam said in his heart while scratching his eyebrows.

"*ampus ." Andi's ejek made Adam look at her flat.

"Don't get me wrong again, it should taste good." Tegur Zahira's.

"Yes, princess.." Answer Adam.

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