CALL ME MAS!

Jalan - Jalan Afternoon

Pras and Britney enjoy twilight alone,

Walk and hold hands, each other,

Look good and be the center of attention,

Smile and throw jokes at each other.

After RM's office, Birtney wants to go to the culinary fastival that is not far from his office, even though he is tired of working, but Britney wants to go for a walk. Her husband could not resist the wishes of the pregnant mother, who whined angrily after reading an ad on social media.

"Darling, aren't you tired?" Ask Pras.

"No, I like it here. I want a snack, but still confused, afraid of nausea." Answer Britney.

After yesterday's debate about the workroom, Hari Pras seemed happy to see his wife who looked healthier and more cheerful.

Pras saw an ice cream image with mango toppings, a picture on a yellow tent stand poster, looking attractive to Pras and Britney had not seen it.

"Darling, let's go there." Take Pras.

Britney turned her smiling husband, Britney also became anxious and hugged her husband's waist in public.

"Mmmm... Why you??" Ask Pras.

"It's okay, I want to hug my husband." Britney replied, then walked again.

Pras changed, his left hand embracing his wife's waist and walking in a friendly manner. Britney also did not take off her right hand, instead leaning her head against her husband's chest.

They're already at the Yummie ICE CREAM stand.

"Law.. My husband's observant too yeah, I don't even see." Said Britney as she stared at the vanilla ice cream with a fresh mango topping. Sweet mango slices and mango saos taste fresh. The taste of uwuh. The sweetness of vinila plus the freshness of mango fruit, make this pregnant woman a pleasure.

Pras looked at his wife and touched Britney's ice cream lips. Britney pulled out a wet tissue and wiped her husband's hand. Pras smiled and was eager to bite his wife's sweet lips, but this was in a public place.

Pras took a white spoon impaled on his ice cream, Pras chose brown ice cream with toppings for strawberry and jelly.

"Emmss... I'd like to try to have Mas." Pinta Britney's.

Pras feeds his wife and Britney also likes, but it seems this pregnant woman is indeed a match that tastes mango.

"Still fresh got me Mas. This is Cobain." Said Britney and fed her husband.

Pras felt the simplicity of his wife's ice cram and said "It's fresh, dedek utun must also like."

Britney stroked her stomach and said "Dedek dear, you must be happy. Papa you love you so much."

Britney with her anxious voice, Pras pinched her sweet lips slowly.

"Mmmm.. Mas.. Shame ah... We're seeing people." Britney said with a smile.

They sat in the front seat of the ice cream stand, a bright afternoon. Many people enjoyed the afternoon food. The festival, which has been running for several days, will close on Saturday with music and art events from various regions. In the vast field and culinary stands are also from various regions. Not only traditional foods from all regions, but there are also those that present contemporary and distinctive culinary from abroad.

After the ice cream stand Britney wanted to find a fashion star who always appeared in the Korean drama that Britney watched.

Yups!!

Tteokbokki, this is also one of the snacks at the festival. Korean food in the form of tteok from rice flour, cooked with spicy and sweet gochujang (chili paste) seasoning. Plus slices of chives and also a very savory sesame sprinkle. Earlier Britney chose the original, with the usual level of spiciness and plus mozarella cheese, so not too spicy for Britney who is not spicy.

"Mas want?" Ask Britney.

Pras shook her head, but Britney forced her husband to try the hawker who was always a hero in the Korean drama.

"Mhcs... It's delicious, too, but I'd rather be a lick." Pras Say.

"Aaaahh..... It still feels different. Mms... Speaking of cilok, here's where the cilok sell." Britney.

"Do you want to take another peck?" Ask Pras.

"No, I want to burn meatballs." Answer Britney.

"So the front stand there's a burnt meatball, why don't you say." Pras.

"There are a lot of girls, cook you in the queue of girls. I don't want to." Britney.

"You're so funny, if that's it. Buy just a message, do not need to join the queue. I'll get it later too." Pras Say.

Britney smiled and her husband was right, what a dizzy thought girl. Her husband also belonged to Britney.

They're the girls who look just shy away. Britney smiled, Pras looked in wonder and asked "Why smile for yourself?!"

"I'm surprised Mas, why were you so many fans and they said my husband. So just remember, for example, if now there are still people who say so, they are the direction of height." Britney said with anxiety.

"Continue now, are you still jealous??!" Ask Pras.

"If the same office friends and relatives have not. But somehow if I don't like Elleanor and Helga. I still love their same chat. I'm getting less and less fond of." Answer Britney.

"They asked about the application, did I have to be ignorant, but now it's not. Why you should be jealous, dear. Eeemms." Pras said and pinched Britney's cheek.

"Yes, Mas... Let's find the mosque first. I want maghrib." Britney.

Pras understood, his wife still did not like the two women.

It is true, there is no friendship for a married man or woman. Pras still equates Helga and Elleanor, as with Fika, Maristha and also Annisa, just a friend so it is not a problem. But his wife is very dislike, still they are the opposite sex, there could be a sense of joy in the hearts of the women.

Britney just finished praying Maghrib berjama'ah, seemed to rush to walk to the toilet of the woman in the mosque.

"Sorry." Said Britney, who glimpsed into the woman's face, and went straight into the toilet.

The woman just looked over and briefly met. Britney who had rushed into the toilet, turned out to be nauseous and vomiting.

"Mmsh..." Grumpy Britney.

The woman was still near the toilet and heard Britney vomiting.

"Did he vomit??" Ask in the woman's heart, and continue walking to the parking lot.

Pras is done praying, walking out of the mosque.

Pras who was outside, but did not see his wife, but had made a pact to meet again on the front porch of the main door of the mosque.

Two girls who seemed to know Pras from afar stared at Pras.

"Helga, isn't that Prasetya." Said Ellanor who was about to drive the car.

"Yes, it looks like Prasetya." Helga.

"So you prayed in the mosque, same Prasetya dong." Elleanor.

"Oh, he's got a baby too." Helga.

"Heehh.... I know that you are the same as Prasetya." Elleanor.

Helga looked at Elleanor and said, "You like me or you don't, that's my business. Not your business. She already has a baby, especially now that she's pregnant."

"Wooowws... Loe knows all about him. I'm curious about you guys." Said the seductive Elleanor.

"That time I did not meet intentionally. He was looking for a book for his pregnant wife, I continue to help him find a book of pregnant women that doang. He loves him so much, so I respect that same guy." Helga.

Pras was still standing in front of the Mosque and Britney came near her husband. Pras immediately held the pale face of his wife.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? You vomit again?" Pras asked as his hand stroked his wife's cheek.

"Heemmdw... I threw up again, I finished my prayer straight out. Fortunately, the toilet did not stand in line." Answer Britney.

Pras hugged his wife and took her to the car. Helga and Elleanor witnessed the sight of the couple. Elleanor did not blink and Helga was also stunned when she saw them.

"Emmss.. His wife?? The woman you're looking for - looking for a loe soin model?!" Elleanor.

"Yeah, that means it's true. It was at the cafe, she followed her husband." Helga.

"Keep loe not nyamperin him, he said you want to ask him to be the latest brand loe model." Ellanor.

"Yes no. Prasetya certainly also not possible ngijinin bininnya be a model. Moreover, the bininya is the deputy director. How could I possibly be my model, Ellanor!!" Reply Helga.

"Loe just said what? Vice Director??!" Ask Elleanor who doesn't know that.

"Yes, I know that time at the bookstore. Pras said, he could not make me an application because he had to help his bin work, at that time the bin had to rest. Hence, I know that Prasetya is caring and affectionate with bininya." Helga.

The two women finally leave, after seeing Pras and Britney get in the car. The white car that Pras drove also left the parking lot of the Mosque first.

So it's true, they just met accidentally, but the wife's feelings are indeed sensitive and maybe true, if Helga there is a sense of liking.

Fortunately only like, if reckless and uncontrolled what Pras can hold it. Then what will happen if it happens, Britney will definitely not be able to forgive her husband.

Even though the woman who likes, Pras is still wrong, has given the opportunity for the female snake to move freely closer, closer, and will slowly wrap around Pras alive.

Ouuuhhh!!!

Eitt... After Britney's accident, Pras changed his cell phone number and always went with his wife. For the sake of the pregnant wife, and Pras also did not want any problems with his wife's pregnancy.

Let alone their new marriage of corn, it is better to give in to his wife and take care of his household. Pras was also wary of the female snakes that were wandering around and was about to approach her.

Hadeeeh!!

"Mas, I didn't accidentally run over Helga." Britney.

"Where did you meet?" Ask Pras.

"In the toilet of the Mosque. He came out the toilet door, and I rushed in. But I'm sure it was Helga." Answer Britney.

Pras turned to his wife and said "I didn't see him. I'm waiting for you, where we promised."

"Yes, I know Mas. I just told you the same story. But it seems like the guy's good." Britney.

"Have a love, be kind or not. What is important now that you want to eat?? But that doesn't make you nauseous. You've been vomiting a few days, baby." Pras.

"Emmss.. I'm confused Mas. Want to eat, but afraid of nausea, continue if vomiting again how?!" Ketus Britney's.

Pras' left hand stroked his wife's hair and held her hand, then kissed her and said "Honey, I love you. You should also encourage our children."

"Yes Mas bojoku... Mas... Mas, buy young coconuts," whine Britney.

Pras while looking at the streets, it is dark, it must be rare for young coconut sellers. But for the sake of the beloved wife, it is not a problem to find a young coconut fruit seller.