It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

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"Happy birthday dear... May long life, healthy always, smooth until the day." One hand Aksa now rubbed the stomach of Tone. "All the best do'a for you..."

A smiling tone with tears that had drenched her cheeks. Then a second later he sprang into Aksa's arms. "False, Mas. I guess Mas Aksa doesn't know my birthday."

Aksa took off her embrace and wiped away Tone's happy tears. "Wife's own birthday doesn't know." Aksa led Nada's hand closer to the cake with a candle that had been lit on it. A birthday song sung by a cheer team.

The tone closed the eyes for a moment and blew the candle flame out. After that, he cut the cake. In the first feed of course for his beloved husband.

The second one is for her dad. One warm kiss from Papa landed on Nada's cheek. "Happy birthday dear. Papa is so happy to see your happiness."

"Yes Pa, thanks Pa."

"Healthy Papa's grandson-in-law." Mr. Teguh rubbed his daughter's stomach for a moment while praying all the best things.

All happiness was lost that day. Not to forget also Nada fed his two dearest in-laws.

"Aksa, teach us how to be romantic."

Aksa smiled. "If you've fouled love, you will automatically be able to be romantic naturally." Then she cut the cake and fed Nada.

All the cafe crew laughed at the sweet words of this art teacher, plus his increasingly petty behavior made the guests.

"Aksa, you're not fit to be an art teacher. Why don't you become a literature teacher, let's make poetry every day."

Aksa was back laughing. He remembered his lie to his father who claimed to enter the literature faculty. The world must be spinning.

"Ih, Mum. I'm full from before I was bribed. That's what the others told me to eat. The cake too."

"The riot team did not need to be told to eat all. Well, it's all filled up with the dishes." Aksa put a small plate after finishing feeding Nada.

"Is there a weird cravings, right? Mumpung again pregnant ask what ajalah same Aksa must be obeyed."

"Wooh, the kasian of the child who is still in the stomach is slandered." Really if the cafe riot team is gathering, the atmosphere of the house is immediately crowded like the market in the morning.

"Kirain cravings pentol oey.." chirps Malik who was immediately greeted by singing by others.

"I want pentol sing ono endok'e

I want pentol sing double endok'e

I want pentol, pentol, pentol, pentol

Sing okay emine, Mas..."

"Astaghfirullah's..." Aksa immediately closed his wife's ear so as not to be contaminated with dirty chatter of his cafe friends.

"Woy, if the cravings are Aksa's the fun." Their laughter exploded plus upon seeing the innocent face of Tone filled with question marks.

"That's what does cravings mean?"

"Udah, don't beat them up." Aksa throws a tissue at the provocation. "If it's filtered."

"Ouch, tickle me. We're a no-no shadow." Malik still laughed until his stomach was cramping.

"Sir teacher if you're clear in the room all practice. Must have never been, right?" timpal Adit who increasingly made Nada frown.

"Udah, no! If you still don't really want to let you go home!!" Aksa a little scream muffled the jokes that actually made his brain travel everywhere, plus Nada who was increasingly curious about their speech. "Darling, you rest in your room. Let the riot team go home first."

"Yes Mas. But then it'll clear yes..."

Aksa just swallowed his saliva. How to explain it. It is not as easy to explain the theory of playing the piano.

Aksa just agreed let Nada into the room. Riot team chat is not suitable for pregnant women.

"Wih, directly want to try the pregnant woman."

"Yes, look Aksa's face is already reddish imagining what's going to happen."

Aksa just shook his head. Forgive me for the conversation this time.

"We go home, the teacher wants to explain in the room," asked Malik. But it's already night. Even Pak was firm and Satya had gone home.

"Thank you all."

"OK off!! If there's another event message on us, let's quickly get a bonus."

They all disappeared from Aksa's house.

Mr. Rendra who had heard their conversation just laughed. "Chat of young people today cowering who are already old."

"Yes. They're too much to joke about." Aksa cleaned up the messy living room by the riot team but succeeded his show.

After all, both of his parents went home. Aksa locked the front fence and then the door. He stretched his muscles while walking into the room.

He took off his shirt and cleaned himself in the bathroom. After putting on her shirt and shorts, she prepared to go to sleep.

"Honey aren't you asleep?" asked Aksa who saw Nada still staring at the ceiling of her room.

"Mas, what did that mean? Why pentol?" ask Nada. Apparently Nada is still thinking about it.

"You want meatballs? I buy it, huh?"

Tone is now sitting while pouting. "Not meatballs."

"Kan bakso fill telor with noodles, that means."

"That's not what it means. If I don't want meatballs. Kiss the smell of nausea."

"Keep if you think what do you mean?" Aksa approached and grabbed Nada's body in his arms.

"I don't know Mas. That's why I want Mas Aksa to clear." Tone lay his head on Aksa's chest while playing Aksa's fingers.

Aksa took a long breath. "Yes, that meant it was meatballs, baby. No other meaning."

The tone grew sullen and then he took off Aksa's hand and laid himself down.

Aksa scratched a moment of her hair. She already understood the mood of pregnant women who went up and down like this, plus since pregnancy Nada always wanted to know what she had heard.

"You really want to know." Aksa is now closing herself in.

"Yes what?" ask with enthusiasm.

"Here I whisper, someone will hear." Aksa brought himself closer to Nada's ear and whispered something that made Nada's cheeks instantly blush. "Udah know, right? Yuk, now sleep."

Aksa threw herself down while hugging Nada's body.

"Mas, I'm gonna try."

Tone's words made Aksa's drowsiness instantly fly high. He stared wide at Nada. "Don't baby, you're pregnant again afraid that there are germs coming in. Just look at dedek, if you want to."

Tone just went silent. He himself tried to shake off his absurd desire. But the night he got the more he couldn't sleep.

"Mas, I can't sleep. I'm still thinking. Try it."

Aksa's almost perfectly closed eyes opened again. He was now looking at both of Nada's eyes which were very pleading. "Dear, are you serious? No disgust? I don't want you to get nauseous."

"No. Aksa won't?"

Aksa's smile expanded perfectly. "Clearly, Na..."

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There is no serious conflict in this story. He is already on the verge of completion.

Here the story is from the beginning to the end of the plate. Don't know where to take it? 🙄🙄