FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Zain Ngambek

Stepping on my third pregnancy month, I feel more spoiled and lazy, lazy to do anything, even I rarely shower. If I used to always talk to Zain because he likes slovenly, now even I am so impressed slovenly, because so lazy to shower. But, since today was Sunday, Zain was at home so I forced myself to take a shower, and slightly polished my face. Although very lazy.

“Kakak, what else??” Zain hugged me from behind, while I was making fried rice for breakfast this morning. I really still don't like the smell of oil and the smell of onions. But this morning, again I forced myself to cook. For who??? Yes to my cute husband. Hehe ...

“Against fried rice cook” I replied with a focused view on the pan.

He still hugged me tightly, drowning his face in my nape.

“Zain, geli” I sulked, feeling amused when Zain's breath blows at my nape.

“Kakak, still long time no??” tanyakanya.

Wow ... This question is suspicious. On Sunday he was still nguel-nguel at my nape.

“Masih” my answer is short.

Every Sunday, or Zain holiday always prohibits Bi Inah from coming home, he said he did not want our togetherness disturbed by the presence of Bi Inah. Bi Inah actually agreed, did I?? Hhhuuuhhh.

The fried rice is almost done, but the thick creature is still stuck behind my body.

“Zain, look out for this sultry” I flickered my hands.

“Gak mau” He's still nguel-nguel, my gosh, he just keeps kissing my neck.

Tok ... tok ...

Sound of knocking on the door

“Zain, who is it??” I looked at Zain, who looked very upset.

“Who the hell?? Disturb aja” He grumbled as he passed about to open the door.

“Malutan Mamah Sama Papah on here” guess me.

Ah yes, now Mamah and Papah move to a house closer to my tea factory, he said anyway so Mamah can easily check the factory, because my condition is no longer possible to go back and forth to the tea factory. I went to the pastry shop, the boy was ranting.

“Hay Kak Yas” suddenly the voice of women shocked me.

“Ah, Tina??” it turned out that Tina was the new neighbor who came, with a brownie cake in her hand, while being led away by a pouting Zain.

“Kak, this is for Kak Yas” Tina to offer the cake she brought.

“Thank you Tina” I smiled, while saving the cake from tina into the food rack.

“Sama-sama Kak” without in command Tina sits on the dining chair.

“Wah, sister Yas again cook what??” tanyanya looks enthusiastic.

“I'm cooking fried rice again, Tina want??” my many.

“Mau Kak, I think it's good tuh” without shame Tina immediately agree to my offer.

I smiled, grabbed the plate and filled it with my fried rice complete with the cow's eye eggs. I thrust that plate of fried rice at Tina.

“Waahhh really good Kak” cheers Tina after feeding a spoonful of fried rice.

“Thank you Tina” I smiled, I saw, my possessive creature was standing next to the dining table with his face bent. While glancing sharply at Tina. Don't know why?.

“Zain, let's eat” I'm back snatching the plate, for breakfast Zain.

“So, I have no taste” he replied as he passed to the room.

“Suami Kak Why?” tina asked looking at Zain's departure.

“Oh, Zain again canker sores aja” replied me while sitting with Tina eating.

“Zain,” I opened the door, and I saw my cute husband lying on the bed.

He did not flinch, still pouting. I approached him.

“Zain, eat first yah” I grabbed his hand.

“Gak!” He turned his face away.

“Loh?? Why?” my question is frowning.

“Sister!! Don't ever eat someone else in front of me, I don't like it!!” suddenly shouted.

“Loh?? Why?” I'm not sure I still understand.

“I don't like to share Big Brother's cooking food with others” uh, what is this??.

“Loh?? How rowdy?? Yes I'm not good, when we eat again there are people at home not nawarin??” my answer is trying to explain.

“But I don't like it, I'm Sis, I'm the only one who can eat Kakar” cuisine He folds his hands on his chest.

Ck. Forgive me

“Ah yes, tomorrow I will no longer nawarin anyone, yes already do not be angry again ya” rayuku finally, males also in pouting mulu the boy. No noise, no fun.

“Promise ya” She flicked her little finger.

“Iya” I did the same thing, flicking my little finger to hook with her little finger, as a sign if I promised. Promise not to invite others to eat together if in front of Zain.

“Yes already, now you eat first yah” I again grabbed his hand.

“Kak, we exercise aja yuk, we go for a walk, the streets are good for pregnant women lho”.

“Iya, yes yuk” I went to change my clothes with sports clothes, as well as Zain.

We walked out of the house. Leisurely walking with hands interlocked with each other, no one intended to let go of each other.

“Kak Yas!!” suddenly the scream stopped my steps, I turned my head.

“Ah, Tina?? Where to?” my question is, it turns out Tina has used sports clothes as well. Maybe he will do sports too.

“I want to jog Brother, Brother also want to jog???” he was enthusiastic, feeling that there was a friend.

“Ah, no, I'm the same husband just want to walk aja kok” replied me.

“Oh, yes already then we are together Kak, how” asked Tina, staring at us alternately.

“Eeeemmhh .. “ know right?? I'm so confused. This creature next to me is so sweet.

“By yah?” tina asked again, huh .. I felt bad, I glanced at Zain, who glanced at her and turned her face away.

“Iya can, yuk” I'm shaking my head.

“Asik! I got her friend” Tina hugged my hand, then led me to walk.

Meanwhile I still felt Zain's hand clutching me tighter. Duh .. cuddle him for sure.

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