Husband Setting

CU 1—Brown and Sassan Coffee

After the magrib, Jen made a glass of chocolate sachet that she bought at the front stall while on her way home that was quite reddened cheeks this afternoon. The rain was pouring down his speck since the bodies of the couple entered the house. Cold moist air that hit the surface of the skin makes the pores enlarge. To relieve her, Jen rubbed her arm briefly.

After stirring two glasses containing two different types of drinks, he brought the glass to the living room, where Darren was sitting while playing his phone.

Hearing Jen approach, Darren turns his attention away from the phone towards Jen appearing, then shifts his position so Jen can sit nearby.

"Kopi ...," he bargained for Darren who sounded ambiguous. Meanwhile, Darren received the steaming glass in front of him with a knotty smile.

"Thank you .. must be good to test hot coffee like this." Darren blew the light-brown liquid out and then sipped it with a frowning forehead.

Jen widens her laughter as she sees the horror on Darren's face. "That's sasetan coffee, Ren .. don't be afraid it doesn't taste good!" jen's toilet. He himself sipped hot chocolate that carries Italian as his advertising slogan.

Darren gabbed the tip of his tongue, tiredness he said in response to Jen's remark, "not that .. I'm not afraid of bad, Yang, but hot!" Darren held the glass in his hand in front of Jen. Shows the hot steam that is still steaming with his index finger and mutters 'tuh' then pulls the glass back towards him again. Repeating the way you sip coffee the same way.

"Oh yeah, I'll use boiling water right from the stove" he chuckled. He immediately grinned the horse after seeing Darren throbbing. "Don't have a flask for hot water containers, Re, uh ... Which is!"

Jen immediately covered up her mistake by taking another sip of her chocolate.

"Don't be forced if you're not used to it. Slowly!" Darren rubbed his wife's head gently. He smiled at Jen who was shy peeking at him from behind his glass.

"Here hug!" He stretched out his hand to receive Jen in his arms. "This ...!" The connection was reassuring when Jen simply knitted her eyebrows with a dubious smile.

Jen put the chocolate, shuffled slowly and hesitated towards Darren and laid her body on her husband's chest.

"Ujan and cold like this 'would be a rich hug gini .. let more anget. So it's not the coffee that warms, it's my embrace. So that you when it's cold like this don't run to coffee and hot chocolate, but to me, or as little as remember it to me," he said as he rubbed Jen's temples, putting strands of his wife's hair behind his ears.

"Huh, could you!" Jen thumped, patting Darren's chest slowly. Jen is sure, at this time her cheeks have grown red tinge because she felt excessive heat there.

As Jen was about to pull her hand from Darren's chest, Darren held Jen's palm there. Shifted it right in the heart of the man.

Jen looked up a little, she could see Darren was looking down and smiling at him.

"Why smile like that?"

"Happy ...," replied Darren lightly. He pulled out Jen's palm and kissed her knuckle.

"Sampe your chest pounding like that? Never been before?" Jen moved diligently closer and looked up. Jen's position was curled up in Darren's arms with her legs folded.

"Well, so about ...," he answered, glaring. "Home mama, how dare I ask you to hug me in front of tivi like this? And pounding because we can be like this other than on the bed."

"Jn ...!" Jen gets heated up when she hears the word 'bed' she is so ashamed of every word she says. The long memory of the most comfortable place was instantly broken into an extremely tempestuous arena for him. I don't know, for him every touch of Darren is like an injection for his originally thin feeling of getting thickened.

"Really, right? So we just stuck, not developed, so after living alone like this, we can thicken our feelings. Not only love, but also other understanding, such as mutual respect and sharing, because marriage is not just a matter of love and****, many other things that need the support of each other. So it's kind of a complex mutual relationship."

Jen blinked, "you said as if I didn't know anything about a relationship in marriage."

"So you're 'you'?" Darren emphasized the word tofu with a doubtful expression.

"Well ..gini-gini I have more experience than you!" Jen said up. Sure, his life is complex and it's been like a sales curve. Quick ups and downs. Change is fast too. So rather than Darren's life that seems happy even though flat, his life certainly has many lessons learned.

"OK .. I believe, so just prove," he said as well as demanding. "We'll see how far Jen's life experience works in this house."

"It is not fun if the same motorbike eats .. bigger dong."

"What for example?"

"Little baby here ... how?" Darren rubbed Jen's stomach in a circular motion.

Jen pulls herself from Darren's arms, looking straight at her husband. "Can I take Naja's rich belly? What if I'm not pregnant, I can't carry my stomach?"

"Yes tried ... If not tried where do you know? Yes no ...?" the little grin at the corner of Darren's lips seemed to be full of hidden intent, but Jen seemed to be in a terrible horror, until she ignored it all.

"Pregnant looks tough, doesn't he?" Jen stared at her husband's face. The bad shadow about 'pregnant' that he had been seeing was a hassle, ranging from nausea and vomiting, back pain, swollen legs, and asking for strange things. Yes, it's no big deal if you're an ordinary person, a normal human being, but Jen's rich creature, which was freak from the start and weird without the need to get pregnant, she said, is it not more magical when pregnant?

Darren chuckled, he cupped Jen's cheek with both hands. "If you think so, yes it will be .. if you think hard, it will be difficult." He wiggled Jen's cheek head in a fit of anxiety. His wife's lips, Masya Allah. Uh!

When he let go of her hand, fearing that Jen was sick from her actions, the woman scowled, seemingly dissatisfied with Darren's answer.

"Em .. said people who have been pregnant, she said pregnant is fun, the feeling during pregnancy can not be described. Rich in pleasant distress. It's hard to have that sweet." Now Darren himself is confused to find answers to see Jen's reaction is increasingly frowning.

"Well, why be a gini, anyway?" inner Darren while scratching his head. He's confused for sure. References about pregnancy are only limited to seeing, hearing also at a glance. And it looks so, fun and happy.

"Kan, my beautiful darling has a mom Desy, a mom Kira, Naja, and other friends who have a lot of experience about pregnancy. Later ask them yes .. uh, there is doctor Vivian, doctor Luna .. there is also mbah G.. so do not be afraid."

Initially Darren just rubbed Jen's shoulder alone, he was afraid that Jen would rampage himself. However, when his wife began to loosen the wrinkles on his face, he chose to come to her. Re-stir Jen's head with her chest.

"The man can only say, if the matter is pregnant, which .. except the obstetrician. So if you talk about pregnancy I don't know anything .. all I know is make the pregnancy easy, delicious, and fun .. au!" Darren grabs Jen's hand which pinches her waist. Feels painful and painful.

However, Darren still chuckled and peeked at his wife's front hair.

"May not be careless when talking." ketus Jen who suddenly fretted about being pregnant. He was afraid that he would not be able to take care of his son. That sounds very serious and heavy.

There was a discordant tone in Jen's nyolot voice. Not as comfortable as usual if he was upset, so Darren immediately pushed Jen's shoulder away from him.

"Udah .. do not need to be discussed again if it makes you afraid, okay! Now the chocolate is drunk, the drakor wants to air tuh .. don't think that's not okay. Same Darren it must hepi, can not be sad .. okay!" Jen nodded with a forced smile.

"Good girl ...." Darren rubbed Jen's head back with anxiety. He brought a glass of chocolate that began to cool down, "if the cold is not good!" He held the glass out in front of Jen.

Jen was still fixated on her restless mind, but she pressed him deeply. His hand received the glass, then immediately took a sip of chocolate that was no longer hot. Sighing heavily, Jen leaned her head on the sofa, trying to enjoy her favorite drama that aired every Monday to Friday on one of the national television stations called Jaring TV.

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