Love of a Poor Girl
The Part 213
The man who was eagerly awaited by Azizah finally came too, Mike's car entering the yard of Steven Walker's house.
“Tin... tin The sound of car horns.
Azizah who was in the family room with Bi Ana decided to immediately approach her friend and Mike.
“Bi, please take care of Farhan for a moment!” azizah pinta.
“Good young mistress!”
Azizah walked towards the front of the house in a hurry.
“Yana!” yelled Azizah happily.
Yana smilingly waved her hand and walked towards the friend.
“How are my friends?” yana asked while hugging Azizah's body.
“Alhamdulillah I am good, how are you and your baby?” tanya Azizah then let go of her embrace and gently stroked Yana's stomach.
“Alhamdulillah we are good.”
“So when are you going to give birth?” azizah asked, leading Yana inside.
Mike came in and continued to pay attention to the two women in front of him who seemed not to want to be separated.
“Doctor's word is likely late February giving birth or it could be early March,” explained Yana.
“Means you already know the gender of your baby candidate?” ask Azizah curiously.
“Bi, please make a drink and bring some snacks yes!” azizah pinta.
“Every young mistress!”
Yana and Mike glanced at each other, due to a question from Azizah.
“Hey, why are you quiet. Are women?” ask Azizah.
Quickly Yana and Mike shook their heads.
“So boy yes?” tanya Azizah was a little sad because her plan to match Farhan finally did not come.
“Iya so,” replied Yana.
The waiter came with orange juice and some snacks.
“Please enjoy!” said it.
“Thank you bi,” reply Azizah.
Azizah permits briefly to take the baby who is being guarded by bi Ana.
He moved his foot into the backyard.
“Bi Ana!” call Azizah to Bi Ana, who stands on her back to Azizah.
The middle-aged woman turned around and approached her employer.
“Yes young mistress!”
“Bi, Farhan same me yes!”
Bi ana nodded and gave her tiny baby to the mother.
“Bi, I want to go back to the family room. There is my best friend and also her husband!”
“Good young mistress!”
Azizah slowly stepped her feet towards the living room.
At the same time, the husband had returned from the company.
“Honey!” call Steven in a loud voice.
Azizah who had not reached the family room slightly accelerated her steps because she heard the call of the man she loved so much.
“Hai Mike, hi Yana!” greet Steven when he accidentally sees a friend and also Yana.
Mike hugged Steven's body.
“You're getting good-looking,” praise Mike.
“Of course,” Steven replied with confidence.
“Have come home dear,” said Azizah then approached her husband.
Steven gently stroked Azizah's hair and kissed his wife's forehead.
“You sit!” pinta Steven because Mike and Yana are still standing when welcoming him.
Mike and Yana compactly land their buttocks back onto the couch.
“Darling please take care of Farhan yes, I will directly make fried rice for Yana!”
Without thinking long Azizah immediately sauntered away towards the kitchen. He was very happy to make fried rice for his best friend, suddenly Azizah was surprised with a hand that patted his shoulder.
“Astaghfirullah,” said Azizah then turned towards the person who patted her shoulder.
“Yana! you confuse me,” Azizah continued while stroking her chest.
“Sorry,” said Yana then smiled broadly.
“Why are you here? just sit back don't go to the kitchen!” azizah pinta.
“I am lazy if I have to sit especially with my husband and your husband who have been busy discussing about work,” explained Yana while massaging her temple.
“Wait a minute!” pinta Azizah then took a seat for her best friend.
“Now you sit here pretty and do not move much, pregnant women need rest,” said Azizah then again busy themselves peeling onions and prepare other ingredients to make fried rice.
This is my friend Azizah Cahyani who from the past until now has never changed.
The thing I like the most is to know the figure of Azizah that is rarely owned by other women may even be rare
Two maids approached her mistress who seemed a little troubled to help Azizah. However, Azizah gently refused to be helped. Azizah wants to make fried rice specifically for her pregnant friend from her own hands.
“You added sausage?” ask Azizah.
“Bby,” Reply Yana.
Azizah cut the roasted chicken-flavored sausage as a fried rice mixture.
“Both your parents how are you?” ask Azizah.
“Alhamdulillah they are healthy, plan I will give birth in Magetan. Mami and papi repeatedly asked me and Mike immediately to magetan.”
“Then, when did you and your husband return to Magetan?”
“The plan is two weeks away.”
Finally the special fried rice made by Azizah so too.
“It's done, let's go to the dining table!” bring Azizah.
Yana gets out of her chair and follows her best friend to the dinner table to enjoy the fried rice she so desperately wants.
“Eitsss!” Azizah prevented Yana's hand from scooping the fried rice.
“Wait cold first! The fried rice is still hot.”
Yana chuckles and follows the words of her best friend.
In the family room.
Steven and Mike are still talking about work and company, despite talking to Mike, Steven still had time to invite his baby to talk in his cradle.
Mike then smelled a fragrant smell from the kitchen and suddenly he stood up as he stepped into the kitchen, Steven could only shake his best friend's behavior and decided to catch up with his wife who was also in the kitchen room.
“It's been a darling?” ask Steven.
“Alhamdulillah already,” replied Azizah then gave a serving of fried rice made to her husband.
“I have prepared it for you too baby,” continued Azizah.
Mike glanced at Steven and enjoyed the fried rice on his plate.
“We are so sweet right, enjoy fried rice a plate together,” said Mike proudly.
Steven ignored the remarks from Mike, the crossbred man focused on enjoying fried rice made by his wife.
“Thank you Azizah, your homemade fried rice is very good even the best fried rice I have ever eaten,” praise Yana by giving her both thumbs up.
“You are overrated, of course my cooking is nothing the same as the cuisine in the restaurant,” reply Azizah.
Yana is shocked and touches her stomach as the baby inside her stomach kicks.
“Darling, what I said. Even our babies move because they like the cuisine of Azizah,” said Yana.
Azizah chuckled because her best friend was so happy to praise her.
After finishing enjoying the fried rice, they decided to return to the living room.
“Oek... oek..” Baby Farhan's voice crying.
Azizah took her baby from her husband's arms to give ASI.
“Yana, excuse me to go to the room for a minute! Farhan seems thirsty again!”
“Oke it's okay, I'll wait here!"
“I'll take you, baby!” exclaim Steven.
“No need darling, I can be alone. You better accompany Yana and Mike!”
Steven agreed to his wife's wishes.
