Hold on or let go!

The Eps 244

Me and Febri had cleared up after the short climb. Realizing in this house there was someone else hehehe

"I want to cook first!", I said using bergo.

"Your hair is still wet dear!", she said while removing my headscarf again. Then he sat me in bed. Mas Febri rubbed my hair to dry quickly.

Either I should be happy or sad with her treatment this time.

"I can do it myself!", I said as I tried to stop his hand on my head.

Febri stopped him. He was squatting in front of me. Staring at me so intensely.

"Don't think too much about what you shouldn't be thinking about."

Febri rubbed my stomach, then kissed it. His eyes looked back at me.

"If as soon as Allah gives us trust, then Alhamdulillah. If not, maybe God is trying to make us enjoy our time together. Since we've been apart for so long, heum?", Mas Febri covered both of my cheeks. I don't feel my tears melt because I'm touched. He wiped my tears with his finger.

"And I told you, I don't like to see you cry?!"

"I..I cried happily mas hiks ..hiks..i am lucky to have you!", I replaced the one who covered my hands on her cheeks. Our foreheads clashed and our eyes closed to each other.

Slowly we let each other go. Febri smiled at me. Suddenly I was suspicious of his 'strange' smile.

"Why?", asked in surprise.

"Ngga!", he said.

I took back my bergo. It's five o'clock in the afternoon. At least before the magrib I should have finished cooking. Moreover, I have to entertain guests.

"I want to cook."

But before he got to the door, he pulled me back.

"What else is mas?", I asked with a snarl. Aja sweet snobs, now would definitely be absurd again. He is like this in front of me or his best friend doang!!!

"Sst..we go to the living room first yuk!", he asked.

"That's no fun, ah! I know my husband wants to cry!", I said to his ear. Not very loud, but enough of his attention.

"You know nduk. Masiyo su'uzon ambek bojomu dewe'."

I rolled my eyeballs lazily hearing the protest from him. But he was right when Dimas and Seto must have been acting absurdly. Definitely it!

Want to not want me to go with Febri mas who took my hand to the living room.

We felt like we wanted to do something.

Maybe if there is music accompanist like his music warkop DKI 😆😆🤣

"What do you want to do?" I said pulling his Cocoa shirt.

"Ssttt.mau mantau field, still safe is not!"

A hufft! That's my guess! Start again, right????

Ahemmm... suddenly Febri cleared his throat which of course surprised two lovebirds who are in love drunk, eh... let go of longing eh!

Wait... Don't suudzon just yet!

"What the hell is Feb?", asked Dimas in a waking voice but he was still lying on Anika's lap. Anika simply raised both her hands beside her head while shaking her head. Exactly the rich captives who were again at the stake.

"Ngapain koe?", asked Febri.

"Huru it! Sleepy for me!", replied Dimas, turning his head to face Anika's stomach. Anika just grinned the horse.

"Yakin Lo??? Wes meh an hour. The figure of the teacher????", asked Febri suspiciously.

(It's been almost an hour. Time for sleep?)

Dimas turned his head then rose from the fall while staring confused at the newlyweds who look fresh.

"Lha yes. What is it?", asked Dimas, back to ngapakers!

(Lha yes. Ask what?)

"Tenana? Ga bar ijolan idu Tah koe?", asked Febri with his front.

( Really? Don't run out tukeran spit you know?)

I pinched her waist that I couldn't even pinch.

"Mas, you're your man to arrive'e ga in ayak nek. Isin de 'e mas. Kek ngunu ae dakajok'e!", I whispered softly. Lucky Anika doesn't understand our words.

(Mas , you're not in the filter by the way. Shame on him. That's in tanya)

"Ckk...hello??? I think it's clear that it's Feb. But I'm a rich koe pas esih dating mbiyen. I'm esih eling. Nek wes completed ijolan ido, yes wes completed gari turu. Emang koe cah loro, rich bar kuwe gari mountain climbing through the valley, dive again! Ah... We are normal-normal only deck!'', said Dimas. I gaped at him.

(Hallo? It was clearly Feb. But I'm not rich you're still dating first. I'm still inget. If it's a tukeran **dah, yes it's still sleeping. You guys, it's just to climb the mountain through the valley, dive again)

"Astaghfirullahaladzim!", I murmured.

"What is the deck?", asked Febri to Anika.

"What's real?", asked Anika who was confused by the chatter of the three Javanese, although different regions and dialects.

"That, you're just being kissed, aren't you Dim's brother?", asked Febri.

Anika furrowed her two eyebrows almost together because indeed her eyebrows are thick and neat.

"Oh my God, you are! We talked about it from earlier. Isn't that brother? People have been hugging, brother dim even sleep on my lap from earlier", replied Anika honestly.

I covered my face on Febri's back. I don't know, why so I'm embarrassed myself wkwkwkwk

"Seriously?" said Anika lifting both of her fingers a V shape.

"Later deck!" said Dimas. Anika looked at her lover.

"What?"

"What did you say? Why the hell?", asked Dimas to his little lover. Anika with her lue nodded.

I dragged Febri's mas not to interfere. I'm sure that Dimas really takes good care of Anika. If something happens, the business will be the same length as General Galang.

"Give them some privacy."

"That means tell me in that room?"

"Ish, yes no. That means they're talking to each other. We'll cook it. I'm sure they didn't do anything. It is precisely your accusation to Dimas that makes us ashamed to know nothing!", I said. Febri scratched his head.

"Yes anyway. Yes, please help my beloved wife cook!"

"Hum! Come on!"

We cooked for dinner together in our mini kitchen.

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In an inpatient room....

"Come on, eat first! Your stomach must be filled!", pinta Bina on the sac that is currently attached to the infusion needle in his left hand.

"Mas no appetite baby !"

"Where will you heal quickly if this Sakti continues? You don't like me heum? I'm not sleeping the same rest. Don't you like your baby?"

Sakti sighed slowly.

"Oh my God, I really want to have children!", complained Sakti. Bina chuckled at the complaints of her husband.

"Enjoy mas. Time to enjoy it, right? Now again in order to enjoy the initial results" said Bina. Not getting quieter, Sakti is even more.

"Yes.iya.... mas eat!", said Sakti. Bina also fed her husband painstakingly. A few minutes later, someone entered the Sakti room.

"Dad?", say Bina and Sakti together.

"What is your condition?", asked Galang attentively.

"This is how it is, lemes!", complains spoiled Sakti.

"That's aja ngadu mas!", ledek Bina. Galang just chuckled softly.

"Just enjoy. Good right?", ledek Galang.

"Dad really go with it!" said Sakti.

"Ngga. But by the way, you don't want what Na is?", Galang asked Bina.

"Ngga anyway yeah. Build it up."

"I want to eat something Well, Bina!", said Sakti.

"What do you eat?", asked Bina.

"But the power is impossible. Far from the problem!", answered Sakti again.

"Well what?", asked Galang now. Sakti really is like a child.

"But I'm afraid you're angry!"

"Well, I'm not angry. What do you want?", asked Bina.

"Dad still ingga, we never eat Bia cuisine time in the city of G. The food was caramelize, sweet aces, there was a sprinkling of fried onions with small pieces of rawit. But I want Bia to cook. Keep my wife who feeds me!", said Sakti.

Bina and her father-in-law looked at each other.

"What really is mas. It is in eastern Java!", said Bina.

"I said the rich are impossible!", said Sakti limp.

Secretly, Galang called Febri. Across the street, Febri heard the chatter of his best friend.

"Yes how mas. You know I ain't no pinter cook. Moreover, the rich food you want, I do not know mas!'', said Bina.

"Yes, I'm not maksa. Maybe next time."

"Should Bia's cooking be? Don't make your wife jealous!", said Galang.

''I'm not. My wife is not jealous! Don't you love?", asked Bina.

"Lah gga. Why am I jealous."

"That's daddy horrified. Anyway I want Bia who cooked rich food back then!", said Sakti kekeh.

I who was in the kitchen with Febri mas also listened to the live broadcast of prospective fathers who were cravings.

[Yes, tomorrow I'm masakin. I'm anterin to your ward]

I said my ability to obey his cravings prospective father 😁

The principle, who facilitates the affairs of others, God willing he will also be facilitated his affairs.

[Heh? The bia?]

[Yes mas. I'm the same with Febri in Jakarta. I promise, God willing, tomorrow morning I bring you the food you want to eat]

[Really Bi?]

[Yes.papak hahahah].

Bina couldn't help but laugh. Unlike the Galang who just smiled.

The call ended. Everyone has returned to their activities.

*****

Sorry about gaJe. Otewe tak heheh

But I promise you how many more chapters. Anyway as in the beginning mamak said, happy ending for Bia ⁇ ️️🤗🤗️

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