I'm Not an Actor

Lucky woman,,

I haven't talked to Yoga about my pregnancy. Confused how to say. Fear later Yoga angry because I went to the obstetrician did not say first.

Yoga is not too late. He wants to take me for a walk.

Tumben once he took me for a walk. He said he wanted to eat lilok in the park not far from home.

I hold a smile. Yoga that usually does not like lilok, suddenly cold.

Others might make strange comments. But not with me. I'm sure Yoga is cravings again.

"Why are you smiling to yourself?" ask Yoga.

"Nothing. Just smile you want to take a walk. Especially eating lilok. I haven't eaten a lick in a long time."

"Yes already, let's spit it out. He'll go home later."

Without changing clothes, Yoga immediately took me on the road. Really on foot. The distance is far enough on foot. If the car ride is not up to ten minutes has arrived.

"Is this really a walk?" I just can't believe it.

"Yes. I'm tired of riding in cars. Walk to be healthy."

Haduh, will ache my feet if you go home on foot.

I follow Yoga which goes faster than me. Understandably, his legs are longer.

"Can we go faster, you?" Yoga looks upset. He looked at his watch many times.

"Capek, Ga. My legs are shorter."

Yoga grunts annoyed. And then left me far behind.

"Ga! Wait-wait, dong!" my yelling. Yoga does not care. He's really after the barber who's in the park.

Yes, I keep walking. The doctor also told me not to do heavy activities first. Because at my very young gestational age, prone to miscarriage.

Yoga until first. From afar I saw him being queued up with some little kids who were also buying cilok. Laugh to see it.

When I got to the park, I approached Yoga.

"You want to poke too?" tanya Yoga is almost in turn served.

Somehow so smell the smell of the lizard, I even nausea. It felt like the smell was stinging in my nose.

"No, Ga. You just."

I walked away so I wouldn't smell it.

Yoga ordered for her. Then approached me who was sitting far away from the grouse.

"Why are you, how far away is he sitting?" ask Yoga.

"I can't stand the smell, Ga. It feels like vomiting" I said.

Yoga eats its pegs with a lidi for piercing. Just a little boy who ate well.

I closed my nose. Then shift away.

"Why are you staying away? It's really delicious. You try it!" Yoga came back closer and stretched out his existing lid.

"No, Ga. Just you. I'm sick of smelling it!" I walked away from Yoga.

I am interested in people who sell kebabs. The smell makes me drool.

"Ga! I bought this, right?" myrag. Because we are a little far away.

"As far as you!" Yoga also exclaims. He was still eating his lilok.

I ordered kebab two. One for me and the other for yoga. Yoga usually likes kebabs.

Finished finishing her peek, Yoga approached me. But still a distance of about five meters, Yoga turned around and walked away.

"Ga! Where you going?"

"I don't want to! Just you!" answer Yoga out loud. I asked him where he was going, not to offer it.

I kept ordering two.

"The one is spicy, the other one is sir." Yoga does not like it too much. Even though I was eating cilok I saw Yoga gasping pengesesan.

After my order was finished, I looked for Yoga. Apparently he's playing ball with the little kids.

While enjoying my kebab, I recorded Yoga with my phone without her knowledge.

I just sat not far from him. I ate my kebab. Until it's almost finished mine, Yoga has not finished also playing the ball.

"Sir. Any mineral water?" I called the bailiff who happened to pass by.

"She, Ma'am. How many?" He took out two bottles of mineral water.

"Yes already, two. How many?"

After the man mentioned the price, I paid for it.

Just getting paid, Yoga came to me. Apparently he's thirsty. He also had not had time to drink.

I gave one bottle to Yoga.

"This is your kebab, Ga. Not too spicy, kayak usually." I also gave kebabs for Yoga.

"No. Just make you. I told you not to." Yoga refused the foods she usually liked. Like earlier I refused the cilok that I usually like too.

"Well, if you don't want to." I put the kebab back in a plastic bag. Let me eat at home.

"I can't play ball anymore?" pinta Yoga is just like a child whining at his mother.

"Aren't you tired? You just got home from work, Ga." I'm just trying to remind you. Don't let it till the house is exhausted and I'm told to massage it. Because I'm the one who's gonna ask to be fouled first.

"It's okay, huh?" Yoga sulking. Out of pity, I nodded.

With pleasure, Yoga ran back towards the children who were playing ball. I went back to recording it.

Unfortunately once Yoga gets there, some children are called by their mother to come home. Because it's getting dark.

Yoga was disappointed. He just looked at some of the children who had left him.

"Tomorrow again, Om. Come here again tomorrow afternoon. We play every afternoon, if it doesn't rain" said one of the biggest children.

"OKAY. What time does it start?" tanya Yoga was enthusiastic.

"Hour four, Om. But Om buytir we peek again huh?" say the other one.

Yoga nodded while giving his thumbs a sign of agreement.

Oh, so Yoga bought them a lick for them to play ball?

I want to laugh more. I've taught my parents to bribe children.

Yoga is back to me.

"Go home, Ga," take me.

"But I bought another lick? Make it at home." Yoga is back again.

"So, I ate lilok. It'll hurt your stomach if you eat mostly lilok."

Yoga is manyun. He sat away from me with a sad face.

I really want to laugh. I open my phone again and I record again the behavior of Yoga like a toddler.

"Yes already, you can buy another lick. But don't wear chili? Your stomach will hurt."

I intentionally took yoga fishing. I want to record his reaction in excitement.

"Ashiks. I promise I won't wear chili anymore." Yoga soared with excitement and ran towards the lizard who had started packing his wares.

"There's still a peek, sir?"

"It's over, ma'am," replied the cobbler. This makes yoga very sad. He walked with slow steps towards me. His face was as sad as he was almost crying.

I kept recording it, until then Yoga sat down and daydreamed next to me.

"My foot is like a toddler again. Ouch, Mama's son is sad to run out of pegs."

"Let's ah." Yoga menengos.

I laughed and turned off my video. My husband really became like a toddler who was craving.

To take her home, you have to seduce her first.

"Tomorrow here again, deh. We'll buy the cilok together with the makeup, okay?" I said while continuing to laugh.

"Main balls too."

"Yes. Play ball too." A tee for my husband.