Being my Teacher's Husband

Eps. 88 — With Him (Kue Bolu)

Holidays have arrived, something that students like me always look forward to. In this day there are many plans to spend time off, and one of them is to make a cake.

But of course it's not me who exactly made it, but Miss Lisa, here I just help her.

“We make yuk Mas cake tomorrow at home.” He said as we went to sleep. “Adek tired of relaxing constantly, so want to move. Can ya?”

She looked at me with a pleading face, looking cute and sweet. I nodded, it was hard to refuse this request from my wife.

Indeed, when Miss Lisa was pregnant, she was forbidden to do heavy work because of the condition of her enlarged stomach. Even if she can, she should relax in the time of her pregnancy. When I went to school, Miss Lisa just stayed home. He spends his time reading books, watering plants, relaxing on the porch, and so on that makes him really comfortable.

All the activities in this house have been done by the servants, including the waiter who works to maintain Miss Lisa's pregnancy, where they are ready to fulfill everything needed by my wife.

You could say, my wife is very pampered in this house, given love, and understanding. It was indeed natural, because after all she was pregnant young. Let alone from a rich person like me, from the middle class, the husband will definitely try to spoil his pregnant wife.

“Let me help ya, Ma?” I stroked the top of Bu Lisa's head that was now on my midsection, leaning back spoiled.

“Indeed you can?” He's looking up.

“No, I just want to cook with you, baby.”

Miss Lisa nodded, smiling. “Tomorrow we cook special yes, Mas. His name is a sponge cake ala Radisa, Mas Raka and Lisa.” Joking.

“Can be you..” I rubbed his nose with anxiety, while the one that was poked was even a small laugh and then sank his face into my chest again. “Like if Mother spoiled gini.”

“Hehe... Because Adek wants to continue the same deket Mas Raka.”

I chuckled a little, maybe the reason the nature of Miss Lisa is getting spoiled is because she is pregnant. I don't know, I don't know exactly, but I definitely like this kind of Miss Lisa.

***

I just got off the stairs after the morning shower, dizzy to see the house that looks empty, leaving the servants who are working. Strange, why are my mama and Bu Ayu invisible?

I then went to the kitchen. My wife has been there since 5 minutes ago in her apron uniform, on her stomach looks bulging. His long hair was tied up like a ponytail. Miss Lisa is so beautiful and sweet. He's ready to make a cake.

“Again, Mas.” With the most beautiful smile of all time.

“August, Dear.” I pecked her forehead short and then moved to her pregnant belly. “For children father.”

Lisa smiled warmly. He was most pleased when I spoke to his stomach.

“How are your kids there, hm? Same father mom already miss this, want to meet quickly.” I continued speaking. “Small analysis, now papah is equally mamah for cake, you take care of your health if you have met.”

“They must be healthy, Mas.” Lisa said optimistically.

I'm nodding. Kissed her forehead again. “I'll take care of you two, baby, as a husband and father.”

Bu Lisa's face immediately flushed red, stirred wrong behavior.

“So you've blushed, Lisa?”

“Mas anyway. make adek heart deg-degan know.”

“Hehe. Here, would you like Papah to hug?” I smiled, spread out both hands.

Without bargaining twice, Miss Lisa immediately rushed into my arms. His hands are so tightly coiled. I stroked his back, returning the embrace.

“It's ah, when do we make the cake if we hug each other.” Miss Lisa let go of the hug after a minute.

“E’hem.. Who hit me first?” I put on a plain face.

“Tapikan Mas who bid the same hug Adek.” Lisa won't lose.

“If later Adek reject. In the end, it just meluk.”

“Sok know you..”

“Injury reality.”

We satirize each other, not giving in. Strange, quickly the atmosphere turned around. In the end because Miss Lisa felt defeated, she gave me a pinch and ran away from me.

I also did not want to lose, directly approached and replied with a tickle on his waist. Makes him laugh. We chased each other in the kitchen, forgetting the original purpose of making cakes.

“Already yes, Mas, don't mess around anymore. If gini keeps when we make the cake.” Ms. Lisa said limply, she laughed too much because of my tickle.

I nodded in understanding, “By the way your mother where, Dek?”

“Adek also did not know, said the waiter said Mamah Ratna out for a while, maybe with your father? If Ibu Adek sih have to go home first, there is a miss when we moved here.” Evidently.

My wife's family, Mr. Harun and Bu Ayu, have moved to my house since a month ago because of the condition of Bu Lisa's pregnancy which has stepped on the ninth month.

I was head-wrenching. Goody! If things like this I am with my wife can be free to be friendly, no need to worry about being discovered. Of course, if that excludes the existing servants.

Then we started making cakes. Not much to help, I just did what Miss Lisa told me to do.

Although pregnant, my wife is still skilled in making cakes. I was really stunned when he was so nimble to make the dough, crack the eggshell, pour on the baking sheet, put it in the oven, then not long ‘TING!!’ Miss Lisa took out a still hot sponge. It looks delicious…

“Why do you think?” Miss Lisa who was about to decorate the cake felt uneasy when there were a pair of eyes constantly staring at her.

“Adek is indeed the dream wife deh.” I stepped closer and stood behind him and hugged him tightly.

“Why say it's rowdy?” My wife is nervous, she has not been hugged for a long time when cooking.

“Why? Because you are beautiful, smart, smart to cook again. Who is the man who refused to make you as wife.”

“But that sentence is not important. Because now Lisa already has a husband that Lisa loves.”

“Who is?” I hugged her tighter, put my chin on her shoulder.

“Of course you, my husband.”

The atmosphere of the two of us was getting more complicated, demanding more. Plus because I hugged her from behind, making this point for the others.

From the front Bu Lisa suddenly clasped her hands with mine, holding each other. Her face has been getting red, it turns out that Bu Lisa also wants ‘itu’ things.

“Honey, we go to yuk's room?” I said slowly, “we haven't done that for a long time, Mas so miss..”.

Miss Lisa nodded, her cheeks blushing clearly. “But Adek is ashamed of his servants.”

I turned to one of the servants who had pretended not to see our romantic actions, he was wiping the window glass. I gave him a little bit of his solid instructions that he immediately understood.

“They definitely understand this.” I whispered in Lisa's ear.

I pulled her hand slowly and took her to the second floor of the room. Miss Lisa shyly nodded, looking at me wrongly.

As for the sponge cake we just let it go, because now me and he want more than just sponge cake.

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