I'm Not an Actor

I hope you're not angry with me, though,,

I and Yoga have been alone for almost a month. Yoga is getting busy with work.

I'm just a lonely housewife. Because in this house there is only me and Yoga.

Yoga once offered me to find a maid to accompany, but I refused.

Not because they do not want to be accompanied or helped, but the same shame as the assistant later. You see Yoga likes to attack me suddenly without knowing the place and time.

"Why not want to? You say you're lonely?" I asked Yoga a few days ago.

"Then his maid. You'd like a surprise attack" I replied.

Yoga laughing.

"Well, there's no one else in this house. What if he wants to?"

"Not yet, Ga. If it's just homework, I can still do it myself."

"Yes, I understand that. I mean, let's not be lonely."

"If the matter of that dance is also often here. I can also go to Mom's house and play all day with Diamond."

"Then, don't like to complain of loneliness, Non." Yoga is shaving my hair.

But today I feel really lonely. The dance that I told her to come, she said again a lot of assignments from her campus.

Mother also said she wanted to go to the brother's house with Berlian and father, until the afternoon.

To get rid of bete, I sent a message to Yoga.

Yoga called me.

And I guess, he'll be ranting again. Tell me I'm not consistent, spoiled. Anyway all the words that make me better.

I was just bored at home. Alone too.

Yoga came home sooner than usual.

"Come home soon, huh?"

"She said she needed a friend? Am I back at work?" sahut Yoga's.

"Don't! Just delicious. I can't go home anymore."

"Then, give me something dong?"

Must've asked for more rations. Last night it was twice.

"Can. But I bought martabak stuffed sticky items first," I said.

"That's easy. Open the hape. Beres right?" yoga feels like winning.

"No want. I want us to buy it directly. I want to see how to make it!"

"If you only want to see how to make it, just open the tutorial on youtube. That's how ribet. Time has come, Wid. Not an ancient age anymore!"

I'm so overwhelmed by the answer to Yoga. Nothing's wrong, but that's not what I want.

In addition to other purposes also let Yoga do not ask for rations this afternoon.

"Yes, just order online. But we eat on the terrace? While drinking tea. It's good this afternoon sitting on the terrace drinking tea."

"OKAY. But later that night the ration is double," Yoga said, then laughed.

Alamac. Don't want to lose this guy either.

"Ready!"

Just resign, than the afternoon was already dry again.

Yoga then goes into the bathroom and shower. I ordered it through the app. Let there be a reason to sit on the terrace while waiting for the order to come.

After that, I made two glasses of hot tea and I took them to the terrace.

Before long, Yoga followed while carrying his laptop.

"I'll finish my job first, okay?"

Although bete because Yoga definitely would not be bothered, I nodded as well.

Rather than being completely alone at home, mending right even if just silenced.

Until my order came, Yoga was not finished.

"Yes, it was eaten. He said it was cold?" Yoga sees me who doesn't touch my martabak anymore.

I don't know why all of a sudden my appetite is gone. I don't even want to eat it at all.

Yoga work is also completed. And the martabak is still intact as well.

"Want me a bribe?" Yoga took a piece and brought it closer to my mouth.

"No, ah. Just for all of you!" I'm avoiding mellengos.

"You mad?" ask Yoga.

"No. I don't want to!"

"Don't dong. Pity that the sale is tired of making even you do not eat. Let's open his mouth." Yoga forced me to take her bribe.

I finally opened my mouth too.

"Well, that's dong. Pinter's son." Yoga is shaving my hair.

Turns out that martabak tastes really good. Like a starving man, I ate it again until it was almost gone.

"Woy, read Bismilah if you eat. Don't be like a three-day person who doesn't eat" says Yoga.

"Abis is really good. Tomorrow afternoon buy some more, will you?"

"Can. But eat about. You're full, your stomach hurts."

"Yes. But tomorrow you go home again. We'll have another kayak gini, here" I asked.

Yoga just takes a breath.

And until the next few days, I always order the same martabak.

And I always ate a lot of it. Yoga until the head bobble.

"You don't get bored every day eating ginian? The rest of it is also delicious. Chocolate, cheese. I was bored even though I only ate a few pieces" said Yoga.

"No, Ga. I want to fill a sticky item like this. Point."

"Yes. It's up to you." Yoga is just moving.

Yoga also only resigned when I asked him to go home early. Even though he had to finish his work at home.

"Is my office moving to a house, huh?" gerutu Yoga's.

"That's a good idea, Ga. Or I'll move into your office. There's an empty room, right?"

"There! In the warehouse?" ask Yoga.

"Ih, so mean. I told you to sleep in the barn, anyway."

"Lah there is only a warehouse that has no people. All the rooms are used for employee work."

"Yes! But you have to promise to go home. Keep eating martabak stuffed glutinous items!"

"Kayak ngidam aja. There is no boredom," grumbled Yoga slowly. But I can hear it clearly.

"Nwantedam?" my many.

"Yes. People say, if women crave their strange pleasures," replied Yoga.

I'm being thought. Am I really craving again?

Then I rushed inside. Wanna see the calendar. I want to see when I last had my period. Because I usually circle my menstrual date so I can get ready.

"There will be no circle. Ever since you lived here you've never menstruated. Even since we got married" said Yoga who was behind me.

Holy hooch! I don't even remember.

"What the hell, Ga?" my hands don't believe.

"Well, aren't you the mens, why did it come to me?"

"Yes too? It's worth it that you ask for rations every day" I said.

"There are no red lights. Keep moving, right? Uh, but doesn't that mean you're..pregnant?"

"Huh? Pregnant?" I gawk. This fast, I thought.

"Usually don't use gawking. Cake can get pregnant again. You will have a new activity. Busy eating martabak glutinous items every day."