Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

09| Cravings That Troubles

Naura opened her eyes wide, looking at the ceiling. Dark still faithfully accompany the sunyinya night. The warmth of the blanket presented like being in the warm embrace of the lover, unable to make it lulled back into the dream realm.

Naura let out a long sigh.He did not wake up because of bad dreams, but woke up because his stomach was hungry. Repotnya again, want to eat spicy Jajangmyeon and still hot right now. Should not grant back the request of the baby, after a week ago failed to fulfill this desire to crave.

"Baby, please. Ask her not to bother ya, Mommy is confused to find food where," muttered Naura memelas while stroking her distended stomach, as if begging the lover to stay with her.

"Where else is it snowing. It's cold outside" he added, glancing at the wide-open window curtains. The snow fell rapidly. Seeing the white snow, who would want to go outside to buy Jajangmyeon, especially at midnight like this.

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But apparently, the baby does not understand the will of the mother. His stomach roared loudly, as if protesting at the head of the company's department, trying to get him out of his comfort zone.

"Come on, baby, we'll just eat something else, yeah, yeah, yeah," Naura said.

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"Help ...." Naura exhaled heavily many times, her face throbbing. Apparently his baby candidate did not comply with his wishes. Naura woke up from her bed. Sitting cross-legged with chin support, occasionally blowing his dangling bangs. His forehead was furrowed in like a philosopher who thought hard. Thinking about who would be willing to be asked for help by him, in the middle of the night and in the middle of this cold weather.

Sunny or Do-jin, who he usually bothers to indulge in his cravings, has just returned to Indonesia. And that too, back to the apartment a week later.

"Hey!" Naura grabbed her stuffed frog, looking at her big round eyes so fixedly.

"Help me think dong," he continued, pressing the big eye of his doll. I don't know why, look

her stuffed frog, Naura even thought of a guy whose eyes were also big round. A few weeks ago, it disturbed his life, and finally, Naura uttered a cold word to him.

After his words at that time, Raka had never come to the apartment again this week. Naura felt peaceful. However, it was his peace that made him dazed, as if he had lost the most precious thing in his life.

"If it's Sunny and Do-jin, it's impossible. Raka?" Naura shook her head. Reject hard

this one wish.

"Haaah, if not all three, who else," Naura's screams began to get frustrated, while her stomach pressed her more, eating hot and spicy Jajangmyeon as soon as possible.

"Or, I'm asking Neil for help-Sister!" Naura exclaimed as Neil's friendly face flashed through her mind. Instantly Naura's plum lips developed a wide smile.

"Why didn't you think of Neil. Isn't he also in Korea," muttered Naura excitedly. Hurry up to grab the smartphone on the nightstand. Picking the destination number, calling Neil Sutanegara. The place he's been all along. It's not without reason that Naura called Neil. He remembered this neighbor's message every time they met. If anything happens to him, quickly contact him, even though it was midnight.

Right now, can you ask the man for help?

Take his word. Even though he is not in a bad state at the moment. But ... Still, can not fulfill the desire to crave alone.

"Sorry, Brother. For the first time, I took care of you when you were pregnant again like this," said Naura as she waited for her connection to be picked up by Neil across the phone. After a few seconds, the call is directly connected.

"Sister.” Naura whines like a kind of kindergarten boy asking her parents for something.

"Yes, why, Naura?"

"Sorry, Brother. I wake up Brother, these nights."

"It's okay. Just tell me what you want, eum," Neil said straight away.

"Still remember, right, the same as Brother said to himself."

"Hmmm, which one is it?"

"That's right, when I'm bad, I have to call Brother." Naura again lay on her back on the bed hugging her stuffed frog, the size of a five-month-old baby.

"Oh that ... Why? Is your condition not good?" neil asked, his voice sounded worried.

"No. My ingredients are fine. But ...."

"But?"

"But, I'm craving for Jajangmyeon's food." Naura stroked her distended stomach from behind her chiffon-based pajamas. Clearly visible curves of his body from this transparent blue shirt.

"Yes, just eat. It'sit's okay. But, don't be too spicy either."

"That's not the problem." Naura pursed her plum lips.

"Isn't that the problem?" repeat Neil copying paste Naura's speech.

"Yes. Jajangmyeon doesn't exist yet." Naura looked up, looking at the ceiling. Licking his slightly dry lips, imagining a large bowl of Jajangmyeon, so large was painted on the ceiling of the room. Must be delicious, eaten while still hot in this cold time. Back Taemin licked his lips.

"Please buy Sunny or her boyfriend." Neil's hoarse voice in Naura's ear instantly shattered Jajangmyeon's delusion on the ceiling of her room.

"They're going to buy you the Jajangmyeon" Neil continued.

Naura clucked faintly. "Oh, Brother. It's starting to appear senile."

"Yes?"

"If there's Sunny with her boyfriend, I don't necessarily call Brother in the middle of the night like this" Naura replied angrily as she nibbled at the head of her stuffed frog. Heard across the phone Neil chuckled.

"Yes, I forgot. You told me earlier that Sunny went to Indonesia."

"No, right."

"Sister."

"Hm."

"I want Big Brother who bought his Jajangmyeon, want ya," whined Naura.

Silent. There was no response from across the phone.

"Sister?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You yes, Brother. This time only. Please," pinta Naura weld. Naura's faint ears caught a long sigh across the phone, as well as the noisy sounds of people talking. Naura's eyebrows are tightly interlocked like caterpillars mating.

"So busy, huh?" guess Naura while biting her index finger. A little guilt has bothered Neil, without asking first.

"sorry. Brother is waiting for a patient who will soon be operated."

"Little night like this? Any patients want surgery?" ask Naura in disbelief. Working as a doctor is not good either. There is a lot of time for the patient.

"much. Especially if the patient is dying, need immediate help."

"Oh, so yeah." Naura said in a sad tone. Sad, because Neil could not fulfill his craving. Naura can't be mad at Neil either. He's trying to understand Neil's work. As a doctor, of course the most important thing is the life of the patient. Sayup-sayup, Naura heard someone speaking to Neil in Korean. It seems, the patient's schedule of surgery will begin soon.

"Sorry, Naura. Brother should hang up first, yeah."

"Yes. I get it."

"If you want, you're done with the operation, brother will buy him his Jajangmyeon" Neil concluded before actually closing the conversation.

"No need, brother. You can still buy tomorrow. He he he," Naura replied, so it was uncomfortable for Naura to say bad things to him.

"Already, yes, Brother. Naura closes first. Happy working. Bye."

Immediately Naura turned off her phone connection, and put the rectangular object back up

nightstand, then a short sigh.

"Sorry, Baby. This time we will not eat his Jajangmyeon, we will eat his Jajangmyeon tomorrow morning, yes," whispered Naura while stroking her stomach dear. Draw the blanket to the chest. Started closing my eyes. Wish he dreamed of eating Jajangmyeon.

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

Naura opened her eyes again when she heard the sound of the apartment bell ringing. After half an hour of closing your eyes, you also start to dream. Now, with the need to wake up.

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"Patience, yes, Baby. We find food after opening the door, yes," Naura muttered languidly as she descended the stairs to the living room. Her irises glanced at the numbers on the electric clock, attached to the wall of the living room; 01:30 AM. Really midnight. While the doorbell of the apartment continued to roar impatiently, like a legitimate wife who hit her husband's actor.

Who in the middle of the night wants to see you?

Neil's?

Or, Sunny suddenly came home?

But, if the two must first contact him. Especially Sunny, this is her own apartment,

time to ask for a door. Or, maybe it was ....

Naura shook her head as she tightened the sleeping robe onto her filled body, covering the pajamas

transparently.

"Yes, for a while," he shouted at the bell that was still ringing.

"Nuguya (who)?" naura asked holding her breath, staring at the monitor screen attached to the wall near the apartment door. A second later, Naura heaved a sigh of relief, knowing the face of a man wearing a typical restaurant uniform as well as a hat. The person attaches a small note to the monitor screen. Both Naura's eyebrows are interlocked when reading the contents of the note. Handwritten in Indonesian.

[Mie Jajangmyeon for you.]

"Forku?" Naura Mummings. His forehead is pucker deep.

Who would send Jajangmyeon noodles to her?

Neil certainly wasn't. He knew exactly that handwriting was not from this young neighbor's doctor. Not wanting to make the food courier wait for long, Naura hurriedly opened the door. It is true, Jajangmyeon noodles were for him, seen from the address and name written there addressed to him.

"Gomapseumnida." Naura bowed her body after giving the note back to her courier. Naura closed the door. With a beaming face, Naura carries a tote bag containing her two Jajangmyeon boxes to the kitchen. Inwardly, Naura was very grateful to whoever the person who had sent this Jajangmyeon. Finally, his craving was fulfilled tonight. He's not starving. And certainly not have to continue to torture his Baby.

"Hm, it smells so good. It must be delicious," exclaimed Naura as she opened one of her Jajangmyeon boxes. The smell of Jajangmyeon spice directly penetrated into his kiss, making the worms in his stomach more intense protesting. Impatiently, Naura immediately chopped up her Jajangmyeon, and opened her mouth wide.

"Good meal, Baby. (=^▽^=)"