
After dancing and giving gifts to the wife now they are sitting casually facing the Eiffel tower not only them because many couples visit here even to kissing.
"Want to eat, baby?" tanya Agas rubbed the head of Sella who was leaning on her shoulder.
"Em. But want to eat meatballs with rice if there's nothing I don't want to eat."
"Honey.. "sad Agas he was happy because Sella craved but did not ask for meatballs as well especially in Paris gini.
"You don't want to? as you try my dong I want a typical Italian meatball with spaghetti," annoyed Sella with teary eyes.
Agas forced a meatball smile of course not necessarily met this even asked typical Italian. "Dear, how about we make the meatballs? here who sell meatballs there is no dear," said Agas trying to give understanding.
Finally Sella nodded because it was impossible to find an Asian restaurant here, after buying the materials they finally arrived at the inn owned by Agas because they previously stayed a day at a hotel that directly facing the city of Paris and of course the price is not cheap.
"In pureed first the beef," said Sella after looking for recipes and how to make meatballs easily and tasty.
Gnats using gloves took out a blender and smoothed the beef's meat. "To the point of being subtle?" ask Agas.
"Um. A little rough for texture," replied Sella again read next step.
"Boil Mas but later do not throw the water to be a sauce.".
"Yes, don't make sambal?" said Agas carefully in addition to fierce Sella pregnant mode is very sensitive especially regarding her wishes.
Sella put on an annoyed look, "It's not good if you don't care!"
"Dear boy, you are pregnant again can not eat spicy later baby Mo participate pesesesan," said Agas firmly.
Irritatedly, Sella obeyed Agas' orders. "Do you know how to cook spaghetti?"
"You baby."
Jeez, her husband is a complete package besides handsome Agas quite proficient in cooking. After waiting for a serving of meatballs located above the spaghetti bolognaise.
"Tie?"
Agas scratched his nape. "Do you still want rice?"
"Yes, it's not full if you don't use rice," Sella replied, tasting a separate meatball sauce.
"God!!"
Agas smiled with satisfaction, he slightly stared strangely as Sella poured spaghetti into the rice and then doused it with meatball sauce. "Is it okay, baby?"
Sella shook her bumil lust was indeed outside the dose of noodles and then added rice. Agas just silently watched Sella eat what he thought was adorable. "Who's hum?" rubbing Sella's forehead.
Gnash laughed, he put a plate in the sink to invite Sella to rest. He pulled the blanket over her before tucking Sella in the forehead whispering words that could make the semi-conscious woman smile.
"During sleep, baby, I love you."
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Agas blinked his eyes trying to focus on the painful moaning sound next to him.
"Darling?"
Sella clutched Agas' hand. "S-It hurts me."
Without much question Agas took the wallet and car keys. He was very panicked considering this first experience, "Darling take a deep breath and then exhale we'll get to the hospital."
Sella was still grimacing painfully rubbing her tightened stomach. "Mas.." call him.
Agas looked over with a panicked look. "Yes baby? wait, okay, just a minute to get there."
"No, my stomach doesn't hurt. Now I want to eat a cimol." Agas swears annoyed in his heart he covers his car wants to ensure the state of Sella.
"Wouldn't it hurt? not that you want to be born," said Agas confused.
"No, it was just a regular cramp."
Agas sighed at the lyrics of the watch that showed two o'clock at night. It's been night and it's in Paris but this wife wants him a cimol?! it is thought that Paris is a ciamis density that can be found cimol easily.
"There's no cimol dear."
"You made a kayak earlier I really want," said Sella put on a cute face.
"Fine, so we go to the hospital first? I'm afraid there's nothing on baby Mo," said Agas stroking Sella's stomach.
"After home it was just a regular cramp. Hpl I'm still a long time."
On the way home, Sella endlessly smiled at the chewy texture later in her mouth.
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