CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

MEALTURN

In a quiet room, Isel sat on the bed staring at her husband's sleeping face clasping his hands.

"Why don't you sleep baby, do you want something?" Dean sat down next to his wife in fear that Isel would be sleep deprived.

"The cell can't sleep, baby wants to stay up late." Isel's embrace was closely directed towards her husband's body.

"Yes, what do you want to do? Abi befriend," said Dean who patted his face agat not sleeping because he had to take care of Isel.

Isel's head shook his head, he didn't want to do anything. Isel just wanted to keep quiet enjoying a quiet night.

A frown on Dean's forehead is visible, coming down from the bed because he wants to make his meal special for his wife.

Isel's smile is seen because Dean is very attentive to him looks very large affection to his baby.

"Come in, Abi wants to cook what?" asked Isel who was following from behind.

"Be careful, slow down." Dean pulled the chair so Isel sat on the chair doing nothing because he would prepare everything.

Full of patience Isel waiting for dinner to be prepared, the smell of the smell of the smell was smelled out of the house.

"Bi, can quickly Isel's stomach become hungry, need this food." Isel's hand rubbed his impatient stomach again wanting to devour.

"Please baby, soon you can eat. Just sit still, don't move much." Dean heard the door knock in the middle of the night.

The faces of Dean and Isel looked at each other because they heard a clear crying voice in front of the rumha, Isel immediately approached Dean hugging tightly because his voice was as clear as it was.

"Aira, why is he messing around here?" Dean recognizes Ai's voice when crying.

"Is that really Brother Ai's voice?"

Dean's head nodded, walking towards the door opening the window curtains. Dean almost shouted as Aira's face stuck to the glass.

"Astaghfirullah Al azim Aira, your jokes aren't funny at all," Dean was upset that Aira met at one o'clock last night.

"Open, it's cold outside."

The door opened, Aira's smile was visible because her nose smelled a very fragrant smell. Ai walked into the kitchen looking at the dining on the table.

"Sir Ai doesn't know the rules once, come to the house in the middle of the night." Isel took his food.

"Seek, I'm hungry." Ai Manyun's lips rubbed against her stomach.

"No, it's Isel's." A food scramble occurs between two pregnant women.

Dean who was looking shook his head asked the two to stop as they could have eaten in spilled hands.

"Shared the meal. Return the Cell," Dean asked.

"Why also ask to eat here, brother Ai's husband asked him to cook. Why does Isel have to divide food?" the sound of Isel's crying could be heard throwing down his plate not wanting to eat anymore.

The sound of greetings rang out, Dean was stunned to see Lea also coming staring at the food in Dean's hand directly picking up the plate asking for it.

"Dean I'm hungry, I want to eat" Lea's pinta, who also smelled until her house.

Isel's cry grew bigger, hugging Dean from behind not wanting to split his meal because it was special to him.

Dean is in a dilemma, one his wife, one his sister's wife and the other his best friend's wife. If dividing the three Isel snambed, if not given two pregnant women.

"This food cannot be divided by three, so the solution is to give this to Isel you two sit waiting to re-cook, Isel was waiting. How agreed?" Dean looked at the two pregnant women holding the plate for food, while Isel was still crying and hugging her.

"I'm hungry can't wait, so I'm getting hungry."

"It's better to wait than not eat." Dean waited for approval, while long thought eating lam cloth was also for eating.

Finally Dean took the middle ground again, Isel had to wait for Lea's food and the freshly cooked Aira could eat, so ate it together.

Three women sat staring at Dean, glancing at his three eyes equally sharp. Dean felt his hair goosebumps.

"Where Brother Angga and Juan, his wife's yesteryear left the house do not know," murmured Dean in a slow tone because romantic moments were disturbed.

"Bi, it's not long, Isel can't take it anymore."

"Please baby, wait a minute." Dean's smile was seen looking at his wife who was very worried.

Aira's deadly gaze was visible, asking Dean to cook quickly there was no need to steal a glance. The longer Dean goes, the more they can starve to death.

"Sabar Aira, why are you so emotional? don't be angry, bring happy." Dean's laughter sounded silly as the early hours were busy cooking for the three bumils that had come all the way.

Dean brought three plates of food, salute with his third very sharp olfactory.

"Bi, Isel didn't want that one, wanted a new one." Isel's lips saw a smoky Aira and Isel, while hers did not.

In the heart of Dean multiply istighfar, grateful he was immune to face strange women.

Dean deliberately cooked three because he knew it would happen, before he was crazy then had to prepare mentally.

"But baby, I've prepared a new you." Dean put down three dishes.

"Whosoever that one is for, can it not be for Leah?"

"No, Dean's hungry too. Spend it cooking again." Dean smiled giving me water to drink.

Lea and Isel's hands were raised to pray, while Aira immediately ate forgetting to recite the prayer.

"Aira pray first," Dean scolded.

"Astaghfirullah forgot," replied Aira who issued back.

Dean's head bowed withholding laughter, feeling happy to see the three eating voraciously. A big smile is also seen because you are satisfied.

"Enak, Brother Ai wants to taste Isel's not?"

"You want to, but you want to taste Ai's too?" Aira already knew Isel's rotten intentions.

"Lea wants to."

Dean who sat in front of the three could only gawk, food made one place, seasoning and stirring the same could not be different flavors.

Dean's breath because there is a behavior if pregnant, can not self-control act strange.

"Enak, Kak Ai's got a good taste, Lea's sister's is also good, Isel's got better." The Isel plate is clean not left in the slightest.

"Wow full." Aira rubbed her stomach, but her eyes still looked towards Dean's plate.

Three scoops into the plate, Dean could only frown because his possession was also taken. Though the rest a little.

"Dean's got no good." Ai immediately drank.

"Not good, this plate is calling you two?!" dean's feeling annoyed at saying no good asking continues.

After eating Dean asks Aira and Lea to come home, do not let the husband and child look for a lost wife.

"Hurry home, I'll watch from the front door." Dean pulled two women's hands.

"Tomorrow Aira comes again, we eat." Ai smiled waving her hands goodbye home.

"What time is Ai?"

"Jam one, we go together."

Dean shook his head, in the end he was made a chef.

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