Charm Wife Titipan

60. Take a Ramyeon Meal

Eleven o'clock in the evening, finally before the husband and wife lay themselves in a new bed. When they finished dinner last night, they went straight to the house. Although not all of them are done, at least their beds and kitchens are neat.

Nimas who felt his body tired, for some reason until the night dragged on never falling asleep. He felt his whole body so tired, but his eyes were not closed. He was a little agitated in every movement in his sleep.

"Why Deck?" tanya Shaka who had been feeling the discomfort of Nimas ever since.

"The stomach is getting bigger, not good to sleep in any position. My body cape all," lamented Nimas.

Shaka got up from his recline, shook off the blanket covering his wife's legs and gave her a little massage.

"What are you? You also cape, Mas. Just take a break."

"No, it's okay, so you can sleep, it's a shame. It's not good for you to stay up."

Nimas felt a very active movement in his stomach, for how many seconds his stomach was unceasingly moving. It was also known by Shaka.

"Sleep first, baby. Can't sleep dong Mommy if you play soccer inside now. Play the ball again tomorrow, yes," said Shaka stroking his wife's stomach. Something Nimas really likes.

Just like your brother's son you are like this, how is the same child himself? How lucky they are to have a loving father like you, Mas.

And sure enough, the movement in Nimas' stomach gradually subsided. Nimas showed his her face, while Shaka displayed the large face of his head.

"Mas."

"Hm?"

"I want to have a quick kid from you."

"meaning?"

"Yes later if the current one has been born, the distance is not far away. I want to have a quick kid from you."

Plaque!

Shaka delivers a small blow to Nimas's leg.

"Run now, even think later. This is not yet seen her face even think of getting pregnant again. This is also my son, and there is Na's blood..."

Shaka's words stopped because he remembered that he was no longer the son of the Father. Although the blood bond will never be broken, but he has not been recognized by his own father. And that was made clear by their argument this morning.

"I've not recognized the child."

"You admit it, you're still his son. I hope our test won't be long, Mom. It's not that we live apart and live in a simple house like this. But the reason we're apart, I want everything to go back to good and even though we're staying in this house forever, I want our relationship with our parents to be repaired. It doesn't feel good, does it if we keep this up?"

"It's gonna take a long time. Changing a person's character is not easy, something has to happen to him. Only then will he realize, if we are valuable or important in his life. Yeah, don't think about it now. Let's go to sleep!" Shaka finished the massage and lay back down. He hugged the wife hoping that with a hug from her he could fall asleep soon.

***

Shaka felt that he had just closed his eyes, but his nose that smelled the aroma of freshly cooked cooking made him wake up. Tumben as the aroma of cooking someone entered on his nose, the inner man forced to open his eyes.

Once his eyes are fully open, Shaka realizes that he lives in a house that is not as large and spacious as his parents' house. Kissing pants, Shaka's mind again. He got up from the bed and walked to the kitchen. Seeing the wife who was busy preparing food for him, his lips gave a smile. This was the first time he would actually taste Nimas' hand cooking.

"What cooking?" tanya Shaka wrapped her hand along Nimas' stomach. "Good morning, baby," Shaka said to the baby still in his wife's stomach.

"I cooked my husband's favorite while in the village. Banana heart ointments. Hopefully it tastes the same as Mom's cooking, yeah."

"However it feels, if you make it I will still eat. Made by a loved one will always be satisfying," replied Shaka while sniffing the neck of Nimas that plastered real.

"You have a new habit, Mom. Wonder me. Not shower, smell."

"I've told you that I smell the same way your body smells, right? By the way, we haven't eaten ramyeon in marriage. I'll do it tonight." Shaka's last words he spoke with a whisper.

It made Nimas suddenly feel an incredible nervousness. It was a little misbehaving and a flushed face. 

Seeing the nervousness of Nimas that was very visible in Shaka's eyes, made the man laugh for a moment. He took off his arms and stood beside the woman leaning against the kitchen table.

"What's so funny?" nimas asked without seeing the person he asked.

"You are. Just asked ramyeon to eat was already nervous you. Especially if you practice. It's kind of like-minded to have a second child fast," ledek Shaka.

"I don't think you know that term, Mom."

"Emang didn't know before you said this afternoon. I only found out after you said. How's it? Want to eat remyon tonight?" goda Shaka again.

"Maaaaas," whined spoiled Nimas.

Does anyone know the term ramyeon meal?