I'm Not Taking It Again

Sulking

"Birth child?" ask Dirga in disbelief.

Kenan turns phone calls into video calls. He showed Septi struggling in front of Deri. Flowers are crying sadly.

"I'll take care of all our divorce papers" said Deri, who passed by.

"Just leave them alone" Dirga said via a video link. He did not care about the fate of his parents' household. All he mattered was the wife who was still sulking to him.

Niar slept on his back to Dirga. Make Dirga must be patient to face Niar. It's not Niar's fault if he behaves like this. This is all because of the indecisive Dirga. And being threatened, he finally complied with the request of the mother.

Dirga chose to sleep on the sofa rather than having to disturb his wife. Although, he could not close his eyes and continued to stare at the body of the wife who was sleeping with peace.

At two in the morning Niar woke up from his sleep. His stomach feels rumbling. And tonight he'd love to eat fried rice by the side of the road.

He stared at Dirga who was sleeping. And he was still sulking to Dirga. Choose to order food in the online application. Ten minutes to half an hour passed. No driver has received his order. Niar's stomach has begun to rumble and is not restrained.

"You hungry, honey?" The typical sound of waking up someone made Niar a little surprised.

Dirga approached the wife, then rested in front of Niar's stomach which was slightly bent.

"The Papih's son is hungry?" ask her on Niar's stomach. His lips curled as his son responded to his words.

"Wait a minute, Papih wash your face first," added Dirga while tucking the distended stomach of the wife.

Dirga was out of the bathroom with a fresh face. Not to forget, Dirga put a jacket on Niar's body and clasped his wife's hand towards the bottom floor.

"What do you want to eat, Yang?" ask Dirga who is now just the two inside.

"I want street-side fried rice." If, it's food. Pregnant women this one can not linger long sulking. Dirga smiled, hearing his wife open her voice. And pulled him into his arms.

"Don't be angry again, dear."

The elevator doors open and they have to stop the romantic scene that has not been reciprocated by Niar. Dirga drove his car and looked for a fried rice man who was still open at this hour.

Dirga patiently circled around the hotel and after an hour, then he got a fried rice cooker that was still open. They both got out of the car and ordered what the expectant mother wanted.

"In the car, he was waiting. Cold Yang," dirga's pinta. And Niar felt the same. And choose to follow Dirga's words.

Dirga arched a smile when he saw the wife so greedy with what she ate. Not ten minutes, the fried rice ran out. Dirga just shook his head.

"You again?" bargain Dirga. He immediately fed Niar with his fried rice. After feeling full, they returned to the hotel. Possessively Dirga clasped Niar's hand. Until their steps stopped when they saw Septi was already in the hotel lobby.

Dirga's hand was clutching tightly to the wife's hand. He was afraid that his wife would run away. Septi's in a mess. His eyes were puffy and his face looked apprehensive. However, that did not make Dirga pity.

"Would you like to come here?" A very cold-sounding question from a child to his mother.

"Please tell Papah you, don't divorce Mamah."

Niar's eyes fiddled to hear Septi's words. Believe it or not in what he hears.

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