
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
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I felt my body shaken slowly, I was still loyal with my eyes closed because my eyes were still sleepy. Until the shock became more and more I remained unmoved, until someone whispered in my ear slowly.
"earthquake.. Mrs. Wife" the whisper made me jump up and jump off the bed and ran out of the room and screamed. Until a hand smothered my mouth and my body was locked in someone's arms.
"kalo yells until all the rest of the residents here can wake up." he said.
"heump.." I looked at him by trying to make a sound in his mouth, he smiled silly and then lowered his hand to switch my stomach.
"let's let everyone wake up Mr. husband, there will be an earthquake" I said.
"so.." I hung up my words and squinted at him pretending to stare in all directions. I let go of her embrace and looked at her.
"sister scrunched me up." said I can't believe he scratched his neck misbehaved, still not looking at me.
His behavior late this makes me anxious as he who jail labile many want if not obeyed will lash out all day like a sullen boy pouting things that I never saw during marriage and live with him that almost this 3 year.
"well, it's over. I didn't wake up." she answered trying to find self-defense. Yes also lately I've been quite kebo indeed. I stared at the wall that was plastered by a round clock that showed the time number and my eyes glared at the time when it was still showing at 12pm.
"yes, brother Rys.. is still at 12. why?" many wonder.
"i laper. want to eat batagor. buy yuk." invite him with a plain face, as smooth as the cheek of a sinless baby.
"is someone selling this?" I was also interested like, nyemil batagor fruited beans and pedes burn the mouth, eum. almost drooling if I did not immediately fill the shadow of tetang batagor.
"yes we're looking." she replied, I smiled and pulled her back into the room.
"cock it back again?" tanyanya.
"can I go out gini?" my pancake and seeing his eyes flaring he went straight into the walk in closet and picked up the robe of a set with his veil.
"your husband is still able to buy you his pocket shirt" he replied flatly, then thrust the robe for me to wear.
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We went around town looking for a brick-and-mortar who might still be selling, and this sounded very unlikely because it was midnight. My husband had his eyes scoured the road monitoring the merchant with his eagle eyes, and the quiet car made my lips itch to sing.
KELILING SEARCH BATAGOR (song reference around the city)
I want batagor
Around the city
Look around
batagor
Please find batagor
My husband wants a batagor.
Batagor. batagor please appear.
The car stopped for a moment, I looked at him who was also looking at me and he was so loud that he gave me goosebumps. He still had no intention of laughing making me look at him strangely. He had already stopped laughing with a breath of excitement probably because his laughter was too strong earlier.
"why laugh at that?" manyup.
"you were singing. yaampun why should batagor?" he said a small ruckus was still heard.
"yah abisnya silent car yaudah sing.anything the theme now is looking for batagor. Wait a minute, brother." I said make him slow down the car.
"it's about the batagor why not just open the scrooge.must be open 24 hours." he sighed then looked at me stifled, he said, yes lately I've said my husband's mood down and up does not mean angry even more frequent slouch and sprain.
"just turn around to go home, I'm happy too." I replied casually, and he snorted loudly and increased the speed of the vehicle. I just let it go, because my eyes are still sleepy.
Arriving at home, I walked slowly because I felt dizzy, sure because I only slept for a while in the car and then woke up because it had arrived. My husband is paying the scrooge where the order has come.
"don't you tip, brother?" my question is, like these nights are still orders.
"heum.." she was back flat and cold, well included in her up and down mood. I opened the batagor package, I set a medium spicy level for my husband while mine is extra spicy, plus mentimu and grated young mango do not forget my favorite special bakwan. I prayed and began to eat food in front of me, as expected and the shape is very good. Rys kept quiet and looked at me.
"he said Laper, want to get rid of the food?" my many.
"does mine just as much as you're different?" he asked, I saw his batagor, no mango grater and bakwan like mine, but there was tofu walik and also cabbage and cucumber because kak Rys did not like young mangoes.
"you don't want young mangoes."
"but I want to." he said firmly.
"it's tukeran here" I replied, he kept silent and stared ahead ignoring me. Now I am trained for patience. No, I'm so strong I'm used to this. I pulled his batagor and then without the fuck I mixed it with mine I stirred until mixed evenly, he glanced and began to be interested. Her batagor was still intact, and when I ate it it tasted just as good.
"ayo I'm bribing.O open her mouth baby" persuaded me to feel amused myself as I called her that. And look at him being persuaded and starting to open his mouth. We ate ravenously with me bribing him. Ck. the spoiled stiff.'my inner man he's been weird lately
The Alardo is weird
...Guess what's weird?...
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Work piled up, I tried to hold it something from earlier, but now I can't stand running to the ladies' room and spewing out all the contents of my stomach that I just filled last afternoon. I took a breath and sat for a while on the toilet closet that I closed, feeling weak and energetic so I chose to sit for a moment. A knock sounded behind the door.
"Aren't you papa?" tanyakanya.
"the vomit, it seems like this was because last night, Brother Rys invited me out of the mallem looking for batagor. Bayangin at 12pm" I told Aisyah after coming out of the toilet.
"you can."
"he wants to." I replied
"eh wait-wait." intercept it.
"heum why?" my many.
"you don't suspect, your stomach fills Han as I do." he said.
showing her full stomach, fill her baby makasud? I pensively for a moment and shook my head.
"it's not possible to either."
"well, you have a husband, and maybe for almost 3 years you've been sleeping and doing nothing."
"maybe ai!" I refuse to be influenced.
"indeed you don't want to have children. almost 3 years old, Han, let's check yuk." he asked. I was surprised by his words.
Yeah, it's been almost three years, but we and Rys never talked about babies after all that. Even though my little heart is eager to feel like Ayesha. Yes my best friend is married, you know who he is married to. With the enemy fighting his mouth let's guess. How can, in essence Aisyah candidate turned out not as good as it looks, she has planted seeds on women who suddenly come with a distended stomach. And at that time everyone was embarrassed and angry at Aisyah's ex-husband.
To address Ayesha and the shame of the Ayesha family, with his aunt Daniel was willing to be Aisha's husband and the marriage lasted 3 months until the third month she became pregnant the 3 months of God's sustenance so quickly for them. I'm happy about that.
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