Married The Second

Aisyah doyan eat

Farid is celebrating his wife's pregnancy with all the employees in his office

He suddenly felt uneasy because his wife had not returned for almost an hour. Then he left the lounge to look for Aisyah.

"Sad you don't know" he asked as he watched his wife walk at a rapid pace

"No papa kok mas, let's mas I'm hungry" said Aisyah holding her husband's hand, she was forced to lie because she did not want Farid misunderstand him and Anwar, he was forced to lie, if her husband found out the truth, Farid would unilaterally dismiss Anwar.

Aisyah does not want it to happen to her ex-husband, especially her wife Anwar is also pregnant like her, so they must really need a lot of money later. Whatever pain Anwar gave him, he never had a grudge or anything. Aisyah does have a good heart, as the saying gives your left cheek when you slap your right cheek. Do not repay evil with evil, repay them with good, and God will enlighten your every step

Farid stared at his wife's black bead. Aisyah's beautiful eyes that were usually stained now looked marsupial, she looked like she was exhausted and sleep deprived.

"Honey you are sick, we go home yes" said Farid stroked his wife's temple while confirming her veil that still looks neat

"I'm hungry, I want to eat first" Aisyah explained, holding her stomach. He really felt hungry, the two fetuses seemed to whine for food to the mother.

"Yes you've sat here first huh, I've got the rice" after Aisyah sat in the open room, Farid hurriedly picked up the rice box in the lounge.

"Patience the children of the mother, soon we will eat" Aisyah sat down while stroking her stomach is still flat, with a happy feeling she invited to chat her two children who are still in the womb.

Farid also came with 2 boxes of rice and 2 cups of fruit juice.

"It's a pity" Farid opened a box of his rice, and he began to feed his wife.

"Right" had not yet finished scooping his rice, Aisyah had already finished chewing

Farid returned to feed his wife, this time he deftly took the rice and side dishes, Aisyah really like a starving person, is this possible because her twin babies who also want to eat.

"Dear ones" said Farid with a big smile

Aisyah sipped her fruit juice until it ran out. But he still felt thirst

"Mas got you, I drank ya" 

Pinta Aisyah with her cute face.

"You're so funny, baby, you've been drinking it slowly" Farid said, nodding with his trademark smile

"Thank you mas" Aisyah immediately took a glass in front of her husband, she again drank her husband's guava juice. Until it's gone, there's nothing left

"Heeekk....Alhamdulillah, full" Aisha burped, in shame she covered her mouth with her hands.

"Sorry, I'm not polite"

"No papa dear, maybe it's baby-congenital too. Hehe" 

"Mas Farid, if Aisyah is fat, does Farid still love Aisha" suddenly Aisyah asked what had just been implied in her mind, she realized the change in her diet, she said, he always felt like eating constantly, the hunger in his stomach seemed uncontrollable again

"Yes still dong darling, even though you are fat, super duper fat even though I still love you, my love will not change anything dear. Including your physical form, I even thank my Humaira sincerely want to conceive my children" 

Aisyah also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Farid, may these children be good children and Sholehah yes"

Farid smiled again while nodding, he was imagining how his wife's body changes when she becomes pregnant, the picture in his mind immediately implied. Both of his wife's cheeks became very chubby, her stomach looked large, round and protruding forward. Both of his arms were bigger than his burly arms, moreover his butt was definitely getting bigger and contained like a bekel ball. The shadow made Farid laugh. "Ha.ha.ha"

Aisyah asked confused by her husband's strange attitude

"I wonder how fat you were when you were pregnant, adorable dear" replied Farid as he set his gaze upward, the shadow of his fat wife re-entering his vision

"Ih mas Farid naughty" Aisyah pinched Farid's waist

"hehehe sorry dear"

Farid scooped both cheeks of his wife, with a fit of anxiety he kissed Aisha's lips.

Aisyah also smiled freely with her husband's romantic treatment.

"Mas Farid, I'm hungry again... I want to eat umi dishes, eggplant complete with sambelnya" Aisyah swallowed her saliva, imagining the pleasure of the food made by the mother.

"Waduh... My wife is craving again huh? If we go back to the village, it's impossible, because I have a lot of projects next week. If Umi is asked to come to the house, do you want to?" strangling Farid inwardly, he confusedly answered his wife's request

"Mas Farid really daydream again" asked Aisyah a little annoyed, it had been one month he felt more sensitive. Maybe this is also one of the babies. 

"Mas confused darling, if we go back to the village like it can not be because there are many projects that must be done. If we ask to come to our house how? Do you agree dear" asked Farid to give his opinion

"Try me to call umi, now I'm hungry, I want to eat meatballs"

Aisha stroked her hungry stomach again.

"Dear, just a minute" said Farid up from his seat.

He ran into the kitchen and asked OB to help him buy meatballs around his office.

"Quickly sir, my wife is cravings again" pinta Farid with a pleading face.

The OB was touched by his boss' words.

"yes sir" replied the OB as he ran away

"Vih... Quickly the father ran away" Farid murmured in admiration

It took only five minutes for Farid to wait for the OB to arrive.

The OB came with a pack of his cabins

"Huh.huh... This is Pak baksonya" his breath ngosan kembis kempis

"Thank you sir, sorry to bother you, this is a little fortune for your family" Farid reached into a lump of money in his pocket, then without counting how much money, he said, he gave it to the OB man.

"No need, Mr. Farid, it is my duty to help my father" the black-and-white-haired father refused the money Farid gave.

"Please accept sir, let's just say it's a fortune from God for your family" Farid slipped his money in the pocket of the OB shirt

"Thank you very much sir, may Mr. Farid and his family always be in the protection of Allah SWT"

"Amen... Sir, yes I'm sorry sir" replied Farid, he took a bowl and spoon on the table, then he rushed back to the room where his wife was.