I'm Not Taking It Again

Very Happy

Today Dirga does not want to disappoint his wife. When lunch arrived, she immediately went home and told her secretary to cancel all her schedules. Niar who was still wearing house clothes was surprised when Dirga entered the house.

"Who? How come home?" ask Niar for wonder. How not, her husband said that he would be home by two. It's twelve o'clock now.

"Arshen sleeping?" Niar nodded.

"Mamih, I didn't cook lunch" she said. Dirga instead laughed and pinched the gavel cheek of the wife.

"What's that on the dinner table?" ask Dirga. He saw that there was already food.

"It was made by Mbok Sum" he said.

When she laughed, her husband was adorable.

"That's food too dear Mamih," replied Dirga.

"Yes, but it's not Mamih's cooking" he lamented.

Dirga grabbed Niar's waist and kissed the top of his head. "Nothing, Mamih," replied Dirga.

Dirga sometimes surprised, even though there was an assistant who helped him at home, but for the cuisine of the husband Niar does not allow his assistant to cook.

They enjoyed lunch first before going to the prison where Septi was punished. Dirga frowned when he saw a very simple food menu. There are only spinach, tofu and tempe bacem vegetables as well as potato parchment and shrimp crackers that become mandatory food companion for Niar.

"If Mamih's lunch is just this?" ask Dirga.

Niar nodded while feeding food to his mouth. Very simple food menu. Dirga gave a lot of money to his wife.

"Mih, this ...."

"It's not Mamih sparing, Pih. Mamih just want to taste the Mother's cooking. This simple mbok Sum cuisine reminds Mamih of Mother," he said.

Dirga rubbed his wife's hair gently. He knew Niar still missed his mother. However, his mother had to return to Malang after Arshen was forty-five days old. Want to go to Malang Arshen is not allowed to fly by plane.

"Prophey yes, Mih. We're going to Mother's house after the doctor allows Arshen to fly by plane." Niar smiled at her husband's words.

After finishing lunch, they returned to the room and it turned out that their son had woken up and was sucking the pacifier beside him.

"So much Mamih's son," praised Niar.

Arshen turned his head and laughed towards Niar. His hand asked to be held. When Niar was about to carry her Arshen the night cried. It turned out that he asked her papih to carry him.

"Kangen Papih, yes," said Dirga while bulging Arshen.

The baby boy looked comfortable on Dirga's chest. Slowly his eyes began to close again.

"Eh, sleep again" said Niar, chuckling. Dirga also laughed at Arshen's behavior.

However, Niar still changed Arshen's clothes because they were going to meet Septi in the garage. Dirga had put their luggage in the car. When he entered the room, it turned out that his son was handsome with clothes that matched his parents.

"It's very nice of Papih's son" he said. Arshen laughed like he was happy.

"You see Oma, yes," said Dirga. His son laughed even more.

"Oma must have been happy to meet this looking granddaughter of hers" Dirga continued.

Niar smiled happily at Arshen who seemed very happy with Dirga.

Today Dirga does not want to disappoint his wife. When lunch arrived, she immediately went home and told her secretary to cancel all her schedules. Niar who was still wearing house clothes was surprised when Dirga entered the house.

"Who? How come home?" ask Niar for wonder. How not, her husband said that he would be home by two. It's twelve o'clock now.

"Arshen sleeping?" Niar nodded.

"Mamih, I didn't cook lunch" she said. Dirga instead laughed and pinched the gavel cheek of the wife.

"What's that on the dinner table?" ask Dirga. He saw that there was already food.

"It was made by Mbok Sum" he said.

When she laughed, her husband was adorable.

"That's food too dear Mamih," replied Dirga.

"Yes, but it's not Mamih's cooking" he lamented.

Dirga grabbed Niar's waist and kissed the top of his head. "Nothing, Mamih," replied Dirga.

Dirga sometimes surprised, even though there was an assistant who helped him at home, but for the cuisine of the husband Niar does not allow his assistant to cook.

They enjoyed lunch first before going to the prison where Septi was punished. Dirga frowned when he saw a very simple food menu. There are only spinach, tofu and tempe bacem vegetables as well as potato parchment and shrimp crackers that become mandatory food companion for Niar.

"If Mamih's lunch is just this?" ask Dirga.

Niar nodded while feeding food to his mouth. Very simple food menu. Dirga gave a lot of money to his wife.

"Mih, this ...."

"It's not Mamih sparing, Pih. Mamih just want to taste the Mother's cooking. This simple mbok Sum cuisine reminds Mamih of Mother," he said.

Dirga rubbed his wife's hair gently. He knew Niar still missed his mother. However, his mother had to return to Malang after Arshen was forty-five days old. Want to go to Malang Arshen is not allowed to fly by plane.

"Prophey yes, Mih. We're going to Mother's house after the doctor allows Arshen to fly by plane." Niar smiled at her husband's words.

After finishing lunch, they returned to the room and it turned out that their son had woken up and was sucking the pacifier beside him.

"So much Mamih's son," praised Niar.

Arshen turned his head and laughed towards Niar. His hand asked to be held. When Niar was about to carry her Arshen the night cried. It turned out that he asked her papih to carry him.

"Kangen Papih, yes," said Dirga while bulging Arshen.

The baby boy looked comfortable on Dirga's chest. Slowly his eyes began to close again.

"Eh, sleep again" said Niar, chuckling. Dirga also laughed at Arshen's behavior.

However, Niar still changed Arshen's clothes because they were going to meet Septi in the garage. Dirga had put their luggage in the car. When he entered the room, it turned out that his son was handsome with clothes that matched his parents.

"It's very nice of Papih's son" he said. Arshen laughed like he was happy.

"You see Oma, yes," said Dirga. His son laughed even more.

"Oma must have been happy to meet this looking granddaughter of hers" Dirga continued.

Niar smiled happily at Arshen who seemed very happy with Dirga.

Today Dirga does not want to disappoint his wife. When lunch arrived, she immediately went home and told her secretary to cancel all her schedules. Niar who was still wearing house clothes was surprised when Dirga entered the house.

"Who? How come home?" ask Niar for wonder. How not, her husband said that he would be home by two. It's twelve o'clock now.

"Arshen sleeping?" Niar nodded.

"Mamih, I didn't cook lunch" she said. Dirga instead laughed and pinched the gavel cheek of the wife.

"What's that on the dinner table?" ask Dirga. He saw that there was already food.

"It was made by Mbok Sum" he said.

When she laughed, her husband was adorable.

"That's food too dear Mamih," replied Dirga.

"Yes, but it's not Mamih's cooking" he lamented.

Dirga grabbed Niar's waist and kissed the top of his head. "Nothing, Mamih," replied Dirga.

Dirga sometimes surprised, even though there was an assistant who helped him at home, but for the cuisine of the husband Niar does not allow his assistant to cook.

They enjoyed lunch first before going to the prison where Septi was punished. Dirga frowned when he saw a very simple food menu. There are only spinach, tofu and tempe bacem vegetables as well as potato parchment and shrimp crackers that become mandatory food companion for Niar.

"If Mamih's lunch is just this?" ask Dirga.

Niar nodded while feeding food to his mouth. Very simple food menu. Dirga gave a lot of money to his wife.

"Mih, this ...."

"It's not Mamih sparing, Pih. Mamih just want to taste the Mother's cooking. This simple mbok Sum cuisine reminds Mamih of Mother," he said.

Dirga rubbed his wife's hair gently. He knew Niar still missed his mother. However, his mother had to return to Malang after Arshen was forty-five days old. Want to go to Malang Arshen is not allowed to fly by plane.

"Prophey yes, Mih. We're going to Mother's house after the doctor allows Arshen to fly by plane." Niar smiled at her husband's words.

After finishing lunch, they returned to the room and it turned out that their son had woken up and was sucking the pacifier beside him.

"So much Mamih's son," praised Niar.

Arshen turned his head and laughed towards Niar. His hand asked to be held. When Niar was about to carry her Arshen the night cried. It turned out that he asked her papih to carry him.

"Kangen Papih, yes," said Dirga while bulging Arshen.

The baby boy looked comfortable on Dirga's chest. Slowly his eyes began to close again.

"Eh, sleep again" said Niar, chuckling. Dirga also laughed at Arshen's behavior.

However, Niar still changed Arshen's clothes because they were going to meet Septi in the garage. Dirga had put their luggage in the car. When he entered the room, it turned out that his son was handsome with clothes that matched his parents.

"It's very nice of Papih's son" he said. Arshen laughed like he was happy.

"You see Oma, yes," said Dirga. His son laughed even more.

"Oma must have been happy to meet this looking granddaughter of hers" Dirga continued.

Niar smiled happily at Arshen who seemed very happy with Dirga.

Today Dirga does not want to disappoint his wife. When lunch arrived, she immediately went home and told her secretary to cancel all her schedules. Niar who was still wearing house clothes was surprised when Dirga entered the house.

"Who? How come home?" ask Niar for wonder. How not, her husband said that he would be home by two. It's twelve o'clock now.

"Arshen sleeping?" Niar nodded.

"Mamih, I didn't cook lunch" she said. Dirga instead laughed and pinched the gavel cheek of the wife.

"What's that on the dinner table?" ask Dirga. He saw that there was already food.

"It was made by Mbok Sum" he said.

When she laughed, her husband was adorable.

"That's food too dear Mamih," replied Dirga.

"Yes, but it's not Mamih's cooking" he lamented.

Dirga grabbed Niar's waist and kissed the top of his head. "Nothing, Mamih," replied Dirga.

Dirga sometimes surprised, even though there was an assistant who helped him at home, but for the cuisine of the husband Niar does not allow his assistant to cook.

They enjoyed lunch first before going to the prison where Septi was punished. Dirga frowned when he saw a very simple food menu. There are only spinach, tofu and tempe bacem vegetables as well as potato parchment and shrimp crackers that become mandatory food companion for Niar.

"If Mamih's lunch is just this?" ask Dirga.

Niar nodded while feeding food to his mouth. Very simple food menu. Dirga gave a lot of money to his wife.

"Mih, this ...."

"It's not Mamih sparing, Pih. Mamih just want to taste the Mother's cooking. This simple mbok Sum cuisine reminds Mamih of Mother," he said.

Dirga rubbed his wife's hair gently. He knew Niar still missed his mother. However, his mother had to return to Malang after Arshen was forty-five days old. Want to go to Malang Arshen is not allowed to fly by plane.

"Prophey yes, Mih. We're going to Mother's house after the doctor allows Arshen to fly by plane." Niar smiled at her husband's words.

After finishing lunch, they returned to the room and it turned out that their son had woken up and was sucking the pacifier beside him.

"So much Mamih's son," praised Niar.

Arshen turned his head and laughed towards Niar. His hand asked to be held. When Niar was about to carry her Arshen the night cried. It turned out that he asked her papih to carry him.

"Kangen Papih, yes," said Dirga while bulging Arshen.

The baby boy looked comfortable on Dirga's chest. Slowly his eyes began to close again.

"Eh, sleep again" said Niar, chuckling. Dirga also laughed at Arshen's behavior.

However, Niar still changed Arshen's clothes because they were going to meet Septi in the garage. Dirga had put their luggage in the car. When he entered the room, it turned out that his son was handsome with clothes that matched his parents.

"It's very nice of Papih's son" he said. Arshen laughed like he was happy.

"You see Oma, yes," said Dirga. His son laughed even more.

"Oma must have been happy to meet this looking granddaughter of hers" Dirga continued.

Niar smiled happily at Arshen who seemed very happy with Dirga.