Love Angel

Make martabak

"What's.... Make it.?" Tanya Gilang returned, and was nodding her head by Gita as well as her smile.

"But...." Not done Gilang talk, Gita has interrupted her husband's conversation.

"But what ..? You don't want to do this for me and your son.? It's okay, I'll do it myself.?" Answer the Gita with a ketus.

Gita went down to get off her bed, but was held by Gilang.

" What's wrong, man.?"

"Where are you going, Hem....?"

"I'm going to the kitchen".

"Don't buy a Git.?"

" I don't want to buy, I want to make my own." Gita walked straight to open the door of her room.

Gilang also threw away his breath, then walked after his wife. When Gita wanted to go down the stairs, Gilang held his wife's hand.

"Well I made the martab, but you taught me yes. I'm afraid I'm wrong, you won't eat it again. I honestly can't do that, if I want to buy".

"Yes I teach you, but you're sincere not making it.? I don't want to if I have to".

"Oh Allah, sincere dong. Time says so si, I just can't not not not want. You will see it later". Pinta Gilang and is influenced by Gita.

Now they are in the kitchen, Gilang has prepared the ingredients that his wife said. There are wheat flour, eggs, milk powder, cheese, cake developers, butter, and other ingredients.

First Gilang broke the eggs, sugar, and other ingredients in order. All of that was monitored by his wife, something wrong Gita protested.

After all the ingredients have been mixed, Gilang still stir it, until it really expands.

" Git, this dough is like this, what can be made.?" Gita also saw the dough that her husband made, the results look perfect.

" It's already in print. Put the teflon mas, wait for the heat first new in the pour the dough. If it's not hot, you're angry at the teflon let it be hot." Gita said with a chuckle.

"It's not that Gita's teflon is hot, but I'm hot." Glad to put teflon on the stove. Then because it was hot, Gilang unbuttoned the top shirt.

Gita looked at her husband with a smile towards her husband.

Miss Ida who was asleep heard a noise in the kitchen, Miss Ida woke up. Then looking at the condition of the kitchen, it turns out that two of his employers are in the kitchen.

"Loh mba Gita, and mas Gilang in the evening kitchen gini. What are you doing, let me make you.?"

" I'm sorry you got distracted sleeping. This is Gita asking to make sweet martabak, I told him to buy him want to make his own." Adu Gilang to Bu Ida. Like a child complaining to his mother..

While pouring the dough into teflon, until the shape of the teflon circle.

Madam Ida smiled." It's okay, don't feel distracted. It is like that in Gilang, if pregnant women have any desire. Sometimes just ask for it, the turn is there, yes at most eat it a little. The rest will not eat anymore".

Gilang heard her look directly at his smiling wife looking at him..

"Git, if you're already eating huh.? Expended tablets, Don't let 'em.?"

Gita also nodded.

" About me spending it all mas, if it's good. Hihi...." Answer Gita with a Chuckle. Gilang and Ida just smiled and shook their heads..

"Mom if you want to rest it's okay. The sleeping mother's kasian is disturbed because of me and Gita. If the kitchen business later I settle again, if the dough is still there later in the morning make it again martabaknya."

Mother Ida nodded.

"Well then I rest yes Gilang, mba Gita. Excuse me, good night".

"Night is also Miss Ida". Then Ida went back to her room.

Now his hammer in Teflon is nested. Seen martabaknya shape a lot of foam that expands perfectly. After he saw it was quite mature, Gilang raised his martabak. Somewhat difficult when Gilang raised his martabak, then helped the same way Mother Ida.

After being moved in place, Gilang added butter and cheese grater. He grated his cheese to a great extent, because of his wife's order. Then add sweetened condensed milk on top of the cheese. Then by Gilang cut the middle, and stacked into one. Then cut into small pieces, so that it is easy to eat.

"Please princess at her martabak meal." Gilang and Gita applauded.

" Here is mas, waaaah.... Like her very delicious mas.?" Gilang just smiled looking at Gita like that.

Gita took his martabak, then put it in his mouth.

Haaaa.... Gita's first bribe opened her eyes wide, Gilang was already worried. Fear of making it unpleasant to eat. Then Gita gave two thumbs up to Gilang .

"Enak mas, whoa.... This mantuull is called mas". Gita's words made Gilang chuckle at her behavior. That speaks in full mouth mode, by martabak.

Gilang chuckled at his wife, eating her artificial sweet martabak voraciously. One martabak, it's over. Two martabak already in the meal, until in the plate only three pieces of martabak left.

Gilang saw his wife eating her hammer, until she swallowed her own saliva.

So delicious kah martabak made me, he ate it to greedy. I was glad to see him eating so well.

With a smile Gilang continued to watch Gita eat, until Gita was aware of her noticed by her husband.

Gita also chuckles." I forgot the nawarin mas Gilang hihihi.... Mas Gilang.

"Yes for you, it looks like you are still lacking .?

" You really don't want to let me finish, do you.?"

"Yes, you've finished, baby, this is for you. I'm full to see you eat so greedily". Said Gilang with a chuckle.

"But I want to eat with you.You want to yes one, I bribe ya mas. Anyway must be willing not to want to loh". With her hand Gita held a martabak towards Gilang her husband.

Haaap.. Gilang finally wanted to eat martabak from his wife's hand.." Nice too, martabaknya, deserve you really like to eat it.

Gita also ate his hammer very greedily, just two more pieces directly in his voracious again without remaining.

Until his own finger reached lick by him. He shook his head with his wife's behavior.

Gita drank, the drink that her husband had prepared.

"Have you got full of Git.?"

Gita nodded, and Gita closed her mouth, yawning.

" It's been Git's night, Martabak's been finished too. Now sleep yuk, not good for pregnant women". Gita nodded her head." Wait a minute, I'm clean of this."

Gilang also cleaned the rest of his martab dishes, after all clean Gilang brought his wife back into his room.

The next morning, Gilang did not see his wife sleeping beside him. But Gilang heard someone's voice in his bathroom.

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Hooooek..... Hoook.... The sound of Gita's voice is issuing something in the toilet.

Geck...Geck..Geck..He knocked on the bathroom door.

"Gita love you inside, you why baby. I open the door, yes, I'm in." He was worried about his wife.

Then Gilang opened the bathroom door, and saw Gita vomiting. Holding on to the bathroom tap.

Gilang immediately approached his wife. Hoick.. Hoek... Gita still feels very nauseous. Gilang helps massage Gita's neck bend.

After his nausea disappeared, Gilang immediately brought his wife back to his room. Gita leaned on the mattress, Gilang immediately took warm water for his wife. Gita also drank the warm water that her husband had brought.

" How dear, still feel nauseous..?"

"Dripping, not like that. It's like this mas, the mother of Jessy pregnant Jessy..?" Gilang nodded.

Gilang saw his wife's face was reddened by the nausea that Gita felt. Gilang felt unbearable with the condition of his wife.

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