Love Wrapped Nista

Devise effort

Several times Ken convinced Zahra to replace the soursop rojak he wanted with another treat, but his wife was adamant with her desire.

After looking to various places and the results can be ascertained that there is no rujak that provides with the composition of soursop fruit, Zahra finally fell asleep in the car in a state of fatigue. Ken could only sigh long but could not bear to also let his wife's craving not be fulfilled.

Ken drives Zahra home, moves her asleep in their room, leaves Zahra in ART while Ken drives back to his car to fulfill his wife's wish.

Ken went to the fruit market and finally bought soursop there, and he asked to peel and cut. Previously Ken had also bought regular rujak and so Ken experimented combining pieces of soursop fruit with a mixture of spices that had been bought earlier.

"So also the soursop rojak.." muttered Ken while chuckling softly. Still strange about his wife's will.

Since then, Ken had actually proposed this advice to Zahra, but Zahra did not want and insisted on wanting a voice that suits his wishes even though it was impossible. If this is how Zahra will not know with the experiments that Ken did, just need to set the word so that Zahra feels this spirit according to his wishes, he said, most importantly, Zahra does not know the origin of where Ken got this soursop rojak.

By late afternoon, Ken returned to his residence with the package he had put together earlier.

Zahra was already up and sitting in front of the tv watching a cartoon movie that she often watched lately. Sometimes Ken is funny himself seeing his wife's new behavior, but he knows Zahra this way because of her innate pregnancy hormones and Ken is trying to calm down to deal with it.

"Where are you from?" ask Zahra as soon as Ken arrives in front of her.

"Here you go, look for the rhyme you want" Ken said as he showed his wrapping.

Zahra's face instantly sparkled - a happy twinkle. "Dapette?" tanyakanya.

Ken nodded.

"Geez, thank you, Ken! Where is the soursop sale?"

"There's, uh" said Ken, smiling. "In a moment, I'll take the container first for the sanctuary." Ken stood up and headed for the kitchen.

Before long the man had returned to his wife with a plate.

Zahra looked enthusiastic, she noticed Ken's movements did not even blink as Ken moved the contents of the package into the container.

"Well, now try it!" Ken rubbed Zahra's hair that was not wearing her hijab because they were inside the house.

Zahra nodded, then began to taste the soursop rojak of her desire.

"Well, it's real good," said Zahra smiling with satisfaction, as satisfied as Ken who could finally breathe a sigh of relief now.

"You're trying to eat, honey!" said Zahra held out a spoonful of soursop fruit covered with spices to Ken.

Ken smiled a little. "No, Yang," he refused.

"What then? This is really delicious," said Zahra while stroking her own stomach which still looks flat.

Finally inevitably Ken ate also the rujak that Zahra fed him. Don't ask Ken for the taste, because it feels strange in Ken's sense of taste, inversely proportional to what Zahra's tongue says it's 'really delicious'.

"Ken, can you please do it again?"

"What is that, honey?" ken asked feeling hopeful - please anxious, afraid if Zahra's request would be strange again and ended he could not follow.

"That, on the table is there bread, I want to eat bread with this sauce, can you please get it?" pinta Zahra and Ken nodded at the wife's request which again sounded absurd, but could still make Ken relieved because it was still easy for him to participate at that time.

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"Honey, tomorrow we'll see the shophouse for your bakery, yuk!" ask Ken when stroking Zahra's hair on his lap.

"Have you got the ruko?" ask Zahra.

"Udah, not so far from my workshop," replied Ken.

"Yes, tomorrow I'll come with you, let's see the rukanya!"

"Yes, Honey. All of you say you want to renovate the shape in the frame, okay?"

Zahra nodded, then her hands extended upwards to stroke Ken's jaw.

"Thank you very much, Ken." said Zahra sincerely.

"Thank you for being my husband" said Zahra smiling sweetly.

"Then I would like to say thank you because you want to be my wife..."

Zahra laughed softly.

"Where is your workshop doing?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly, dear. All thanks to your prayer that always accompanies me" said Ken stroking Zahra's fingers that were still on his side.

"Yes, it's a wife's duty to pray for her husband."

"Are you happily married to me?" ask Ken seriously.

Zahra.

"Are you unhappy, honey?" ask Ken limp.

"I'm not happy but I'm happy, may we always be like this forever."

"Aamiin," Ken smiled handsomely and then kissed Zahra's forehead which was still loyal in his lap.

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The next day, Zahra and Ken left together early in the morning. Zahra's pregnancy was easy because she did not feel any morning sickness in the early trimester. Only the desire to crave it and its habits that sometimes make up.

They set off for the shophouse which was planned to be made as a bakery for Zahra to fill her free time.

As promised by Ken, he wants to grant Zahra's wish to stay at home. Making bread and cakes is one of Zahra's hobbies and abilities that can be channeled into a business and produce purses - rupiah coffers.

"So, I'll make the cashier here later, continue in this section for bread display. There we install a special cake frezer for birthday cakes that should usually be placed in a cool temperature. If there for display sponge cake and cake - wet cake."

Ken nodded with all the ideas that his wife was coming up with.

"I want to sell traditional cakes too, Ken. Because in today's times many people - people who long for such food that is sometimes difficult to get."

"Good, Honey. I'm glad you have a sales plan like that."

"My sales targets cover all, not just one particular group. So various ages will be happy to go to my store, not just small children or teenagers who like sweet treats, but also, but his parents will also love to visit because in this store will provide a special treat in the past that can remind of a moment," said Zahra enthusiastically.

"It's like your marketing soul is good too, honey!" kekeh Ken who was quite surprised to see his wife has a business plan that includes various groups like that.

"Yes dong! Like you, I'll try to make this shop go forward!" Zahra also chuckled with her own determined sentence.

"Yes, Honey. I'm sure this business will sell in your hands. I trust your abilities, but you also have to remember that you are pregnant, so don't be too tired to think about all the designs and recipes that you will put out for this bakery,"

"Yes Ken.I will not abuse you" said Zahra.

Ken embraces Zahra's shoulder and kisses her temple at a glance. "Hopefully your expectations about this store will be realized, yes..."

"Yes, tomorrow-tomorrow I want to try to make cakes and snacks that I plan to sell here, you will be the first connoisseur," said Zahra laughed softly.

"Well, it's gonna fat dong me!"

"It's okay," said Zahra giggled, in his head immediately imagined Ken who became fat.

"The bread ripped in my stomach" Ken licked.

"Well, your stomach will be bakpao bread, I still love it!" gombal Zahra's.

"Huahaha...." Ken laughed loudly, how could Zahra intend to make her stomach into a bakpao bread, he could not imagine if that was really the case.

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