Husband Backup

Not recognizing (Teddy)

Nalesha flicked the curtains of the room. A ray of sunlight recognizes the eye. I blinked, then dragged the blanket to cover my eyes. Glare.

"Yeee I open the curtains so you quickly wake up, you even pull the blanket."

Huft. Nalesha must want to do some more. "It's sunday. I want to be tolerant all day."

"Even Sunday, it doesn't mean you're lazy. Help me to sport yuk."

"Males ah's. Still sleepy."

"Remain male? You're a little fat."

I jumped from the bed to the dresser. The stomach looks fat. It seems like it has to be a sport. Before anyone else says I'm fat.

"Yes, we're sports."

***

Hosh ... Hosh

Just one round of the complex has been boring. This is the result of rarely sports. I catch my breath first. Just wander around looking for Nalesha. It turns out that again fun with beautiful girls.

Now I understand what the purpose of sport is. Cross the peddler selling sweet tea. Suddenly an idea came up to prank Nalesha.

"Sir, I bought a packet of sweet anget tea huh."

I sell sweet anget tea. After that, it is put into plastic. "This is the tea."

I received the tea. "How much?"

"Two thousand, Neng."

I reached into the pocket of training pants. Fortunately there are five thousand dollars and laxatives. I don't know when I put these two things in. I gave it to Mr. tea merchant five thousand. "His return to you, huh?"

"Well, thank you, Neng."

The hawker passed. Before this tea changed hands to Nalesha, I entered the laxative first.

I'm approaching Nalesha. The girl was gone. "You must be tired. Nih, drink the tea first," I said with a smile as sweet as possible so he did not suspect.

"Well, sweetness of my wife. Gini is good."

Nalesha drinks the tea I love.

1 ... 2 ... 3 ... 4 ...

I count in my heart. The fifth count suddenly Nalesha said, "Naz, we go home. Suddenly my stomach mules."

He also ordered to run towards home. While I was laughing out loud the laxative had already reacted. "**** you. So don't make me slug."

I'm catching Nalesha home.

***

I was busy reading chat and surfing in cyberspace. While Nalesha again slept soundly after two hours ago I gave her diarrhea medicine. I made him mules, I was also in charge of curing him.

There are a lot of notifications coming in. Top group 'Sepercucuan Wirayudha' Wirayudha himself name great-grandfather Ale. So obviously this group is the Ale family group.

The usual group is quiet suddenly there are 100 more chat. It turned out that because of Princess, cousin Ale sent out a wedding invitation. Then under him to congratulate.

Well, actually I was the laziest to come to Ale's family event. They're still kepong kepo's the same as people's business. I like to ask questions that only God can answer. For example, during the first office they often ask 'when did you marry?'

Last come to Siska's seven-monthly, Aunt Ale, many are asking 'when do you have children? You guys aren't delaying, are you?'

I did not intentionally delay the pregnancy. Although not in love, but I have carried out my duties as a wife. However, it seems like God knows the condition of our household. That's why God hasn't given the child trust to me and Ale. For a second I'm the same word people say, if you keep hearing annoying questions about children, long time make you sick too.

Regarding the Princess' wedding, she wanted to not come. I'm sure Ale must have persuaded me to come. See later, I can refuse Ale's request or not.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Oh, it turns out Ale's awake. I don't know what drama he's going to create.

"Just read the group chat WA aja."

"Naz, have you read the chat in Sepercucuan group Wirayudha?"

"Udah. There's news of the Princess' wedding, right?"

"Loh, aren't you just snapping anymore? Later a slip on your pants."

"Udah is a bit quiet. Later the night before leaving, take the medicine again so as not to drool.

"Originally really males came, your family must be kempong about children. I'm the same as people say, if you keep hearing annoying questions about children, long time make you sick too."

"I know how you feel, but our time isn't coming? Mama Putri used to be very helpful to Mama's finances after Dad died. Not to mention he always comforts Mama whenever there is a problem. Come on, you want to come over there?" persuade Ale with a pleading tone.

"Gini deh, if there's anything about the child, let me answer. You smile enough. How's it?" bargain Ale.

Huft, if it's like this there's no other choice but to give up. Compliant with Ale's request to come to the Princess' wedding.

***

The wedding Princess uses the concept of casual outdoor customs and tucked into classic Javanese touches such as decorations done by Dalang Indonesia, forgetting whose Dalang name. The wood veneer was replaced by a batik-clad backdrop. There are no chairs. There are only tables added some pillows as guest seating. Until guests feel relaxed eating at Lesehan.

First came we were greeted by Aldi, the first Sister Princess. Next to him was his wife who looked pregnant. A little information Aldi got married six months ago. I did not attend because I was busy taking care of business in Jakarta.

"Eh, Ale how are you? Your wife is getting pretty." Aldi.

"Ah, could you. Thank you for the compliment" I replied with a sweet smile.

"Where is your wife?"

Oh, my God, just arrived. Instead of being told to fill the name in the guest book was even asked strangely.

"Not yet."

"Huh? How the hell do you suck. The same time I just married six months, directly tokcer dong."

I smiled wryly at his chatter. Hello, is it thought to have children just like a race where there is a win and lose?

"Doain, may we follow you. Yes, we salute the bride first." Ale. I breathe a sigh of relief. Finally free also from the guy berlambe lemes.

***

By wearing traditional East Java mantenan clothes, Putri looks more beautiful and manglingi. His aura looks bright.

I've seen the movie Former Manten, where it is told that if the bride can make pangling must do many rituals directed by shaman manten. Be satisfied, prepare offerings and so on. When I got married, there were no such rituals. Lazy. Ribet. We got married just had to. Ijab qobul.

Turn in front of the bride. After salaman and cipika-cipiki. "Welcome on with a new life, Put. Samawa."

"Aamiinu. Thanks, Ma'am. The best prayer is also for Mbak Naz and Mas Ale," said Princess Kalem.

Next salaman to the Princess' parents. "Congratulations Aunt finally has a daughter-in-law also from the Princess," Ale said congratulating Mama Putri.

"Favor Ale. Uh, how's bojomu wes fill?"

This is the second time I have heard a similar question. God, how many times do I have to hear that shitty question?

Again I can only smile. Ale also answered the same as Aldi asked earlier. "Yet, Budhe. Please pray it."

"Yo wes Budhe doangakno ben bojomu. Ben krko your son can play with karo anake Princess." (Yes, Budhe pray that your wife will fill. Let's anal later you can play with her daughter Princess.)

I can only guarantee the prayers of the Princess Mother. Who knows what happened. However, if I'm to be honest, I'd like to be done later when love is already present in my marriage and Ale. Our people still fight every day, how about taking care of the children?

Long-time whining is also always asked the same question. Where the hell is Ale? Didn't he promise to help answer? I looked to the right and left. It turned out that Ale was again engrossed in chatting with his other brother.

Yes already. I'll just go home first. Before coming home, I WA he was.

Le, I'm going home first. If you want to know why we're talking at home.

***

In the living room, I watched a crime drama. The drama I watched The Good Detective. When the exclamations are in the thirty minutes. Ale's coming.

"You're going home first anyway? You were looking for someone else who knew how to fit a photo session together."

"Misone of my own. You promise if asked about pregnancy help answer, in fact you are even fun to chat with other sodara. Yes, I have come home. Being asked the same question keeps it sickening."

"Yes, I'm sorry for breaking my promise. Sorry my family also made you sprain."

Moodku. I no longer want to watch Korean dramas. I went to the room to pick up pillows, bolsters and blankets. Then back out handed the three items to Ale.

"Because you gave me a sprain today, the punishment is that you sleep outside. Bye."