Give me back my happiness

Want to Rendang But Not Use Meat

One Week later.

The woman with long hair unraveling to her waist was standing on the side of the balcony. Enjoy the breeze at the end of the twilight.

"Darling ...."

No door was open yet, but his voice filled the ears first. Hania looked back, and then Gaka appeared from behind the door. Is approaching towards him.

"Assalamualaikum, Mas" halat Hania. I don't know how many months they've been together, but sometimes Gaka does forget to say hello. More often call with the name 'honey' than say hello first. But Hania understood, and continued to try to guide also teach Gaka good things.

From a radius of one meter the man scowled. "Assalamualaikum, he said Ksatrya Higaka."

"Greetings, Mas." Hania meet. He grabs Gaka's hand to kiss.

Gaka could only sigh. It's been a week, but the exam's not over.

But wait! Normally Hania would instantly back away after kissing her hand. For a while the woman was silent and not distant. Gaka cringing.

"Lo not nauseous, honey?"

Hania sniffed for a moment. "No, really, Mas. Yeah, I'm not nauseous. Just be usual." He also frowned. What is certain is not only Gaka who is surprised, even he himself is also astonished.

Huh huh? Gaka. How can? How thought. "Are you really not nauseous?" Request.

With a relaxed manner Hania shook her head.

Gaka sniffed the smell of his own body. Iiieyuh .. quite the smell of sweat, because it was so busy being outside the office.

"You sweat not nausea, turn the smell of nausea. Our baby candidate is a bit gesrek what how, anyway? Dikasih fragrance does not want, the turn of the smell is ordinary," said Gaka.

"Hust, you are, Mas. Yeah, like him."

'Well, not yet his mother also supports him mulu'. Especially when it is born. I will be ranked number so. If men, hem ... ready just lo enemies as I am, ' Inner Gaka upset.

"It's not like his face was so swollen. Yesterday whining for the action of cravings hopefully, the turn is normal even kek that. How do you want, Mas." Hania was upset.

"Did? No such thing. I was again communicating between the minds of our prospective children. Sorry sorry to sorry." Gaka smiled. "Eh, seneng dong. Bingit." He advances his lips made a monstrosity. "I can't wait to hear."

"Ih .. ha ha .. ticklish tau, Mas, look at you so. Ha ha ...." Hania closed her face and laughed out loud.

"Isn't it really nausea?" tanya Gaka made sure. But Hania was still drowning in her laughter. "Gas poll."

"Akh' ...!" Hania shouted as Gaka suddenly cradled his body and seemed to float in the air. "Mas, you're ngagetin," she screeched.

"Bau-bau asem is also not pa-pa. The important junior I break my fast," said Gaka brought Hania into the room.

"Mas, slow down, now there's your son. So it's kind of slow, yeah."

"Okey, baby."

Ahay, they can finally exercise together. Channeling longs with friendly touch and whispers. Enjoy with love. And most importantly .. the junior can break the fast.

"I Love you, my wife." At the end of their struggle, Gaka smiled with satisfaction. Hania did not retaliate because she was helpless.

I went straight to the bathroom to clean myself up. The first record of exercise with a state full of sweat.

After coming out of the bathroom, Hania was already leaning on the headboard. Gaka smiled and wanted to approach her again.

"Hoe! Hoek! I'm sick again, Mom." Suddenly Hania was attacked with nausea. The woman rushed to the bathroom with Gaka's body sculpted.

Faintly heard the sound of Hania vomiting. Gaka blinked. Uh, what does the baby want? I smell he doesn't want to, my turn stinks he's demen. Do I not have to take a shower tomorrow so I can sleep with my mother?

Eleven o'clock at night.

I don't know what exams are. A few hours ago his heart flowered because the junior was able to enjoy the candle again. He thought the cravings were no longer happening. Uh, it turned out to be a big mistake.

The next few hours should be back at the starting point. Hannah did not want to be approached again. The woman slept peacefully, while she slept with her nightmares. Sleep on the couch with a roll hug.

"Damn it! Baikan bentar ngajak enemy again. Want to mess with Daddy?! Tomorrow if you come out we play jotos-jotosan! I'm so totally." Lately Gaka grumbled more often than humming a song. That's all he can do when he is upset to have to withstand the cravings of his prospective children.

Gaka let out a long breath before closing his eyes. Although upset, but his drowsiness can not be held.

It felt like he had only been sleeping for a minute. But like someone was nudging.

"Hem. Why disturb!"

"Wake up, Mas."

Gaka rubbed his eyes. "Why wakein? Want to ask for a hug? Want to get dyed in again?"

"Your mind, Mommy." Hania put the duster on the table.

Astagfirullah, give patience. Hania woke him up with a duster. He doesn't know where his wife got it from. Is that one of those cravings, too? Gaka grew upset with the baby.

"So I had a dream" said Hania. Gaka silently listened.

"I smell a very good rendang."

Gaka listened enthusiastically. "Lo wants to eat rendang? Wake up chef, let him make you a good rendang like in your dreams."

"No. It's not like that" Hania refused.

"La continues?" Gaka was getting confused.

"I don't want to eat meat, but I want food that smells like it."

Heh? Starting to get crazy.

"Don't want meat but want to eat what smells like?" Gaka thought for a moment. "Ah don't know. Ask the chef."

Gaka woke up the chef to be dizzy together. Ruling the chef makes it as his wife asks.

An hour and a half, the chef has served the processed rendang with a very appetizing fragrance. But, when Hania saw the cuisine, she did not want to.

"I told you I don't want any meat."

"Where is the name rendang pakek meat, dear." Gaka answered with gnashed teeth. Although upset, but arrested. One hour she accompanied Hania, ignoring her drowsiness.

"You're mad at me, aren't you, Mas?" Hania saw a reddish gurat on Gaka's face.

"No, baby." Gaka spread a smile. I also want to have a child. Nothing yet but patience. If it's been leaked, I'm sure his head.

Two hours of Gaka's head was like a throb. How many meals have been served, but nothing is true. He was almost frustrated, the servants who helped the chef also experienced the same thing.

"Honey, back to the table. In inget and in thought mateng-mateng, actually you want to eat what?" Gaka pinched his own thighs so upset. He could not hurt Hania, and that was all that could be vented. Maybe tomorrow morning his thighs are covered in a lot of bluish bruises.

"Yes like I said, Mom. Want to eat rendang, but do not want to eat the meat. It smells like that."

For a long time I pecked my own neck!

"Foolah. Try me to intervene!" Gaka has lost his temper. He went into the kitchen and told the chefs to leave. Open one by one the food storage. He racked his brain to solve Hania's unreasonable request.

'Dha!'

Five minutes later.

Taps. One plate was placed in front of Hania. Making one food menu makes Gaka flood with sweat. He never struggled with the kitchen, but for the sake of the most demanding child he had to plunge himself into making food.

"Wah .. This is okay, baby. It must be delicious. Smells rendang but no meat."

Hearing that Gaka heaved a sigh of relief. At last.

That unreasonable demand was solved with a plate of rendang-flavored fried noodles.

"Dine, Mas. Delicious."

Jos is steady, though testing patience.

"Yes, honey. Steady, yes. Lo my senep that senep."

"What Mas?"

"No pa-pa. Abyssine dong. If you want more there's still two dus kok."