Exchanging Husbands

Nah Kan

Outside the room the room was empty. It is likely that the house person is already on rest. Kayra rubbed her stomach as she continued to step in search of Damar. He tried to find her in the study but was empty.

He tried to find her again outside the house because inside he did not manage to find Damar. As soon as he was outside, he nodded. He accidentally saw someone sitting on a bench around which there was a flower garden.

"Gosh, it turns out he's in there!" Kayra approached him immediately.

It looks like Damar is squeezing his hair. He must be a heavy defression. The pregnancy of his weak wife. He had to endure his desires every night.

Seeing the condition of Damar, Kayra's heart felt sliced. He understood that Damar must be very tormented to live his night every day.

"Mas, what's here!" kayra tried to keep smiling.

Damar was shocked by Kayra's presence. He hides his face so his wife doesn't know.

"No, I just want to enjoy the cold. Why don't you go to sleep first?" ask Damar change.

"Where could I possibly sleep alone" Kayra blushed in embarrassment.

"Hem, okay! Let's go with it!" Damar immediately got up from the bench.

"Eh, just sit down!" prevent Kayra. He still doubted that Damar wouldn't charge you earlier.

Damar understood his wife's purpose.

"All right!" Damar sat back on the bench.

Kayra sat down next to Damar. He behaved a little spoiled by putting the shoots of his head on Damar's shoulders.

"Mas, look at that star! It was the brightest among the others!" show Kayra.

"Hem, which one?" lie to Damar as if he didn't see it.

"Hem, that one!" Kayra raised Damar's hand. Then, point Damar's index finger at the star he was referring to.

"Oh, that one anyway." Damar smile.

"Don't you know why the star is brighter than the rest?" kayra asked smiling.

"Perhaps, because he wants to look attractive from the others," Damar explained chuckling.

"Oh so. If with that star why is he alone not gathered with the others?" tanya Kayra pointed Damar's index finger at the star she was referring to.

"If that one seems like it's because he's more at ease if he's alone. In another sense, he doesn't like crowds like you." They look at each other.

"His, I'm calling it the same as me. I don't dislike crowds. I'm just embarrassed," explained Kayra with a sweet smile.

"All right! Why do you think the two stars are always together?" tamar asked, pointing Kayra's finger at the star she was referring to.

"If I think it's because she wants to always look romantic" Kayra blushed in embarrassment.

"Alright, then I also want to always be close to you." Damar immediately wrapped his hand from beside Kayra's body.

"Is that so?" seduced Kayra Goda.

"Yes. In fact, I want more of it." Damar tightened his embrace until Kayra's position changed slightly to face him.

Without saying much Damar immediately launched the action that had been delayed earlier in seeing the beautiful glitter of the stars.

***

The next morning, Kayra had no energy at all. His body was so limp to move. He was still lying on the bed wrapped in a blanket. Damar has been going to the bathroom since a few minutes ago.

"Hem, this is what we call a feeding weapon, sir. I refused it, uh I was drunk myself, too" muttered Kayra smiling wryly.

At that time, Damar came out of the bathroom only wrapped in a white towel. He approached the bed first to check his wife's condition.

"Hem, I'm sorry! Because I can't help it. .. You're suffering like this. I promise you tomorrow and the next I won't repeat it until our son is born." Damar gently rubbed Kayra's cheeks that looked pale.

Kayra nodded.

"Later, after I put on my shirt. Mas, take you to check? Mas, afraid your condition is getting down when Mas is not there?" ask Damar sadly.

"No need, Mas. I just want to sleep at home" Kayra said. He was tired of inhaling the scent of drugs in the hospital.

"Hem, but, I'm worried about your condition! Your face is so pale," Damar explained sadly.

"Perhaps, it will disappear if my body is powered back. Oh yeah, do you want to buy me green bean porridge that often passes in front of the house? It seems, after eating it, I will be strong again," said Kayra looking up her lips.

"Okay, if Mas who waited later even late to his office. How about I just tell Mang Ujang?" ask Damar.

"No, you have to buy it anyway. After all, he used to pass before Mas left for the office" Kayra assured.

"alright. Mas, change clothes first! After that Mas sangkal in front of waiting for my wife's porridgeer to pass." Damar kissed Kayra's forehead and immediately switched to looking for her office clothes in the closet.

Now Damar is already in front of the gate waiting for the green bean porridgeer to pass. She looked back and forth at the clockwork on her wrist for fear of being late to the office.

Mr. Satpam secretly sat in on Damar's action. There is a funny and hearty taste.

"Okay, that's the fate of prospective fathers if asked to help his wife who craves." Mr. Satpam gave a rough sigh.

Soon, the long awaited finally came.

The crane! The crane!

"Burjo! A burjo! Ijo bean porridge!" the seller shouted while riding his motorcycle.

Damar immediately waved his hand a sign he wanted to buy.

The seller smiled friendly. Then, immediately stop the speed of the motor right near Damar standing.

"Sir, I order two packs according to my wife usually buy," said Damar smiling.

"Oh, it seems, your wife has never ordered. As I recall this time I also held in front of your house. Usually I just pass by," explained the seller honestly.

Damar Langung was surprised. Again the desire of the wife makes it confused not dear.

"Oh, I forgot to ask about the taste my wife wanted." Damar. His hands were scratching his hair.

"Are you pregnant?" ask the seller to make sure the order he or she has to serve.

"Yes, right." Damar smile.

"Em, how about I make three different flavors. There is sweet, a little sweet, and very sweet," the seller advised to mediate.

"Em, that's fine, sir. If so later let my wife who lives choose her who wants what it feels like," explained Damar smiling.

"Rubber!" The seller gave a thumbs up. Then, start concocting the porridge into the pelastic.

"Huh, next time I should ask first what he wants so as not to make mistakes," muttered Damar grimacing. He continued to watch the sales action.