DUDA GALAK IS IN LOVE

Cravings

Time passed, after being preoccupied with the affairs of fiance and marriage, now, Jimin invited Ririn to eat together with her family in the apartment.

Everyone was sitting on the dining table.

There, Jimin's parents ask Ririn's parents. Hearing that question, Ririn looked at Jim.

"Ah, yes. Ririn's parents are busy, they are business people" Jimin replied, taking a side dish for Ririn.

"Thank you, dear," Ririn said with a smile.

Every now and then, Ririn stared at the photo displayed on the television, the photo could be seen from the dining table chair.

Inwardly, Ririn was eager to inquire about the man who was very similar to Arnold.

Sure enough, after dinner, Ririn's parents chose to get out of the apartment, wanting to get some fresh air and Ririn took the opportunity to ask.

"Who's that guy in the middle?" Ririn asked while looking at the photo.

The two were sitting on the sofa in front of the television.

"My friend, his name is Arnold! But, now it's not, our relationship has been strained since he went the wrong way," replied Jim while watching the photo.

"Misguided way?" ririn asked increasingly.

"Yes, if he had not been Dhev's enemy. Maybe, now he's Dhev's personal assistant! But. Yeah, that's Arnold's choice!"

Ririn did not ask what made their relationship stretch that Ririn wanted to know now was where the man was.

"Oh, where is he now?" ririn asked, watching Jim.

"The horrors in prison! That is, still Dhev's enemy, Dhev in the opponent, hard man he mah!"

Ririn simply listened and now understood why the man she missed had never contacted her again.

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At Amira's house, Nala herself felt that when she did not do anything, her day became very long.

In fact, today there are two assistants for Nala and Ken.

Dhev does not want to repeat the past, wants to keep his wife more intense.

"Honey, I'm bored, all done by the new guy," whined Nala who was reading a book in the room, accompanied by Dhev who was staring at his laptop screen.

"Why? Tired of being able to read books, be able to watch television or watch your favorite drakor!" dhev answered still with a constant stare at the screen of his laptop.

"I don't want to watch Drakor!" nala replied while putting the novel book that Dhev had just bought on the nightstand.

"Why?"

"I want to see you! Let our son be a rich handsome father!" nala said while embracing Dhev from behind.

"Haha, could you. Most can make me happy," said Dhev as he kissed the cheek of Nala who was nearby.

"But I'm the laper" said Nala, sitting back down, releasing the embrace.

"What do you want to eat? Let me find him later," asked Dhev, looking at his wife who looked really bored.

"I want some fried rice, but it's made by you!" nala said as she looked at Dhev.

"I never cook, I'm afraid it's not good" Dhev replied, returning to his laptop.

"Yes, I'm sleeping!" nala said the girl was sulking because Dhev did not agree to her request.

Dhev thought that Nala was really sleeping, but for a long time there was a sobbing sound.

"When you're around, every time I ask for fried rice to be made!" batin Nala while wiping her tears.

Dhev glanced at Nala and found out that his wife was not sleeping.

"Darling, what if we go for a walk? We're looking for good fried rice," Dhev asked as he grabbed Nala's shoulder.

Dhev gently pulled his wife's arm making her sit back.

Nala nodded her head and got out of bed.

The two of them came out of the room and went down the stairs carefully.

Arriving downstairs, Dhev and Nala get a question from Amira who just came out of the room, wanting to check on her granddaughter in the upstairs room.

"You're sleeping, Mah. Dhev had checked" Dhev told Amira not to go up and down the stairs.

"Well, where are you going these nights?" ask Amira.

"Ngidam nasi goreng" replied Dhev.

"Wait a minute!" said Amira who went back into the room to pick up a small object.

It was a folding scissor, Amira gave it to Nala.

"Take this, said the man, the pregnant man was followed by the same delicate creature and this thing was the antidote!"

Nala received the scissors and put them in her pajamas.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Nala.

"Eh, that pregnant woman in her pocket, should be clamped in your bra, like this!" amira said while pairing it while Dhev was only paying attention.

"Remember, the coin is also not allowed, it's the same baby later, if the baby is a boy," said Amira while wiping Nala's arm.

"A lot of it can't be yes, ma'am," said Nala.

"For the sake of kindness, just follow!"

Nala nodded her head.

After that, Dhev and Nala again continued on foot, just reaching the door, Dhev and Nala's steps came to a standstill when they heard Ken calling him from behind.

"Dad, Mom, where are you going?" ken asked as he rubbed his eyes, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Eh, the mother's son woke up," Nala waved her hand at Ken and Ken quickly walked over to Nala.

"Same mom I want to get dinner, Ken wants to come?" dhev and Ken nodded their heads.

Now, Dhev, Nala and Kenzo are already on their way. Dhev saw that there was a fried rice brother who looked like his wares were quiet.

"How about we buy it at the brother's?" dhev asked, pointing at the cart parked on the side of the road.

"May," answered Nala and Nala smiled at Dhev. I don't know what Nala's thinking right now.

"Why you?" dhev asked as he parked his vehicle.

"You who cook, the seasoning is already in his brother, all are ready to stay you who just oseng-oseng, baby. Well, yeah, yeah," whine Nala.

"Geez, I'm afraid my hands are getting oiled!" Dhev.

"i'm a woman who's not afraid, really. Every day cook for you Ken!" Nala became pouty as she removed her seatbelt.

"Maybe he's craving my cooking!" batin Dhev while getting out of the car. Following Nala who was sitting on a plastic chair that fried rice brother provided.

"Don't you, my wife is pregnant, she craves, I want to cook, can I cook the fried rice myself?" tanya Dhev who was standing next to the fried brother.

Hearing that, Nala felt happy because her desire was obeyed by her husband.

"What can you cook?" asked Ken who was sitting next to Nala.

"Look, you're definitely hooked!" dhev replied while taking sutil from the brother of fried rice.

Dhev asks the nasi goreng brother to teach him and the thing Dhev is afraid of is happening, Dhev's arm is exposed to a little hot oil when breaking the egg.

However, Dhev hid it from Nala, according to him it was not so hot and this was for the happiness of his wife.

After a few minutes, the fried rice was ready.

It looks very tempting and Ken is the first to taste.

Ken felt a little strange on the fried rice, in contrast to Nala who was very greedy to enjoy her husband's cooking.

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