
From the previous chapter. There is nothing interesting, but there is Mas Pras who craves again.
"Bag sweetie." Pras said, then kissed his wife's forehead.
"For Mas." The reply.
Pras began to sit down, but still looked at his wife.
"Mas, just go to the office. Alishba let me deliver."
It was 7 o'clock past, but Pras seemed to be very relaxed. Pras picked up a white cup containing milk coffee, then he looked towards his wife.
Pras thought of something and he said, "Darling, I suddenly wanted to eat a water guava."
"Water guava?"
"Yes, I want to climb a guava tree, keep eating its bamboo on the tree."
Britney who stood beside Pras. Arrange dishes and prepare breakfast for her husband, son and sister. Britney looked at her husband in surprise.
"Where are the Mas water guava trees? Is it the water season?!" Britney asked, still surprised.
Pras began to take fresh bread smeared with strawberry jam, which his wife had prepared just now.
"Dear, but I want a water guava. I want to climb a water guava tree." Pras replied that looked spoiled.
Britney stroked her husband's hair and slowly sat down next to him. "Yes, breakfast first. Yes, I will find information in the neighbors, who knows if anyone saw a fruitful water guava tree."
"Well, you're pregnant. But I want a lot."
Britney kissed her husband on the cheek and said "Sabar Mas, enjoy it. The important thing is that you don't get sick anymore, right?!"
"Who says not nauseous, if the morning is still nauseous. It's strange that the morning must have wanted so much." Pras Kluh.
Britney smiled and pulled her husband's hand to her stomach, it was already starting to end "Here, there is our child. I have to be patient."
Pras started smiling and said, "Darling, I'm sorry Papa."
Pras kissed his wife's stomach with a fit of anxiety.
Not long after Alishba and Pamela approached them in the dining room.
"Alishba wants to be kissed by Papa."
Pras turned his head towards Alishba, quickly Pras shifted his seat and raised Alishba.
"Sweepyune Papa."
"Stomachy?"
Pras never stopped kissing the little princess. Really very anxious. Alishba draped her two tiny hands to Papa's neck, and Pras still anxiously kissed his son's cheek.
"What's that fat?" Ask Alishba.
"Stomach it. Daughter, baby." Pras Reply.
Pras smiled and said "Alishba."
"Yes, Papa."
The two women who were in the room, also looked at Pras who was holding his little princess.
"Sugeng Enjing Alishba." Pras
"Su-gang en-jing?" Alishba asked, but with a different tone when emphasizing the word enjing. Pretty adorable.
"Sugeng jogged it good morning."
"Yes Papa, good morning." Alishba.
Britney looked at Papa and her beautiful child, then said "Alishba come eat, it's too late, baby."
Pras dropped his son on the chair, and Pamela, who had been standing next to Pras, sat down in front of her sister.
"Pamela, you'll go to Alishba's school."
"Yes, Mother." Reply Pamela, slowly she took a white ceramic cup containing warm tea.
Pras returned to breakfast and Alishba looked at Papa.
"Papa sick?" Alishba asked who was still looking at her Papa.
His face does not look like usual.
"No dear. Papa's healthy."
"Why not eat?"
"Papa just doesn't taste. Papa wants a water guava."
Britney beside him smiled, Pamela who started holding the bread so looked at the older sister.
"Mas Pras cravings?" Ask Pamela.
Pras who sat down with discomfort, Britney stroked her husband's hair with a smile.
"Yes Pamela, Masmu is craving. Usually he wanted toys, but just now he said he wanted to climb a water guava tree." Britney.
"But ngendi sing ono wit guava water?" Ask Pras.
(But where are the water guava trees?)
Pras started to feel a little uneasy. I think there's something strange. It felt like he wanted to get a water guava soon, but he himself climbed the tree.
"Neng Boyolali Mas's. Gone Pakde Woko, ono wit jambu air brother." Answer Pamela.
(In Boyolali Mas. The place is Pakde Woko, there is a red water guava tree.)
"Adohs. Iyo nek uwoh, grandma ora piye?"
(away. If it is fruitful, if not how?)
Britney smiled sweetly and still stroked her husband's hair. Then he said, "Try me to call Budhe, who knows what else is fruitful. Don't you want to go back to Semarang?!"
Alishba ignores what the adults say. After her dad said he wasn't sick, he just enjoyed his breakfast. Alishba likes fresh bread finished strawberry. So he was pretty engrossed himself and just looked towards his Papa.
"Papa smile dong, don't pout."
Alishba said as she looked at her Papa's ugly expression.
Pras quickly smiled sweetly, anxiously pinching Alishba's cheek.
Britney was confused, she used to be pregnant with Alishba, not much desire, just nausea and vomiting, that's normal.
It's just that it used to like young mangoes and is still natural. But after that, it was also normal.
But this time, her husband who craved, could not help himself, the matter of being a toy boy Yoyo, all his brothers and Father looking for Yoyo.
Finally Yoyo can be imprisoned toys that are near Rangga school, and Candra even accidentally, when taking Rangga to school.
Candra when she saw Yoyo who was in the title of the children's toy seller. Candra immediately bought the Yoyo, and sent it to her house.
Though Britney has ordered in online buying and selling applications, but Pras wants a wooden model, not a plastic one. Sometimes it feels strange, the wife who is pregnant, but must obey the husband who has a unique desire.
"Bojoku, you're a gem."
Pamela smiled at the couple, then she thought "Hopefully I'll be like Mas Pras and Britney."
Though Pamela is used to seeing couples like Princess and Candra, but rarely Pamela sees the patient like Britney and Pras who are sweet when giving attention. They are a unique couple.
"Mas, kanko is not a golekke." Pamela.
(Mas, I'll find it later.)
"Hasah, I'm ora popo." Pras replied with a smiling face.
(No, I'm fine.)
He said it was okay, but his mind was still stirring. It was as if he wanted to run while looking at the water guava tree that was bearing fruit, then nangkring on the tree and eating the water guava.
"Mas, Mas, there's only you." Said Britney, then stroked her stomach and slammed "Unfortunately Mama, Papa you are craving again. You eat first. Mama loves you."
Harmonious little family, they had breakfast together. The dining room was not spacious, but the taste was enough to make them all enjoy their food. It feels very comfortable. There was nothing special, but their morning atmosphere, greeted with a sweet feeling.
The sun was getting dazzling, Pras was already driving his car and wearing his sunglasses. The streets were crowded, and there seemed to be traffic. But it didn't make him give up. Formal appearance, hair that has been arranged like a Korean drama actor. Suit suit with gray color with slim model, and black shiny pantofel shoes.
"I'm arep kerjo, but I'm thinking water guava." Pras said, mengumel himself.
(I want to work, but still think water guava.)
The car stopped long enough among other cars.
Tiii!!!!!
The sound of a car horn behind him.
Pras who had imagined himself climbing a water guava tree, then drove his car.
"male, eling. Kerjos. Kerjos. Ojo jambu air wae sing thought." Ocehnya with a rancid style and felt a little chaotic in her mind.
(Pras, remember. Workings. Workings. Don't just think water.)
It's been over 9am, but the new head of the office arrived, and it's pretty adorable.
"For Mr Pras." Sapa staff
"Morning..." Pras Reply.
Guide with his trademark smile approaching "Steel plate?!"
(Slow again?!)
"Think of water guava."
(Thinking water guava.)
"Ngidam mendeh?!"
(Never again?)
Pras stopped his steps and looked at Pandu. Then he said "Lah Mboh, I'm confused dewe yo."
(I don't know, I'm confused myself.)
The two people who walked like cool-looking executive men, entered the workspace in their style.
But, still they are not like big bosses who show leaders who are perfect, cold or accentuate their superiority.
Pras and Pandu, quite visionary, they are also very responsible for their work. They are also friendly and not very organized, from which they are both quite respected by their staff.
During meetings and meet clients only Pras and Pandu remain so. Only slightly changed when in front of the client, but later the original form can be seen again, when it is familiar with his client.
"I understand Mas, kowe again cravings. But iki is important. New clients. Rodo angel's."
(I know Mas, you're craving. But it's important. New clients. Rada difficult.)
"Kowe wae sing nangani, I arep bali neng Semarang." Pras said, who was sitting in his chair, he quickly turned on his laptop.
(You handle it, I want to go back to Semarang.)
Pandu turned his head when someone knocked on the door of Pras' room.
"Who?" Gumam Pras casually.
Pandu rushed to open the door of the room.
Aishh! There is only Mas Pras. Hopefully soon can yes, a fruitful water guava tree. Hunting nakring in the tree, hahaha....
Othor was also curious, want to see Mas Pras climbing a guava tree, if the time cravings Alishba was climbing an apple mango tree.
🤗🤗 Thanks loyal reader Mas Pras, loppe loppe seabrek 🥰😘