Marry me, Mr. Mafia

Episode 82

Coincidentally today is Sunday, Varen invites Aila for a morning walk. Just a leisurely walk around the complex for about fifteen minutes. Aila also agreed, because she said she felt very crowded if she continued at home. He wanted to breathe fresh air in the morning.

"Honey, I want to eat young mangoes with curry sauce. Can't you?"

"May, but one mango is enough."

Aila was upset. One fruit is not enough. I don't know why this morning his mouth feels weird and wants to eat anything that must be sour. Well it just so happens that they just passed a mango tree belonging to a neighbor who was bearing young fruit.

"Oh yeah, just one fruit."

Varen also called a housekeeper who was watering flowers.

"What's up, mas?"

Varen whispered to the middle-aged woman, which made her smile.

"Please mas. The same madam master allows anyone who wants to pluck the mangoes as long as it is really true to eat."

"Thank you, bik." Varen.

Then he picked one mango, gave it to Aila.

"We're home now, baby. I can't wait to eat this young mango dicocol kuah peanut." Aila looked very excited.

"Well, let's go home."

Aila stepped first from Varen while carrying one young mango in her hand. From behind he looks adorable like a child who is excited to get a mango in the morning.

"Luckily, pregnant this time I didn't throw up like that. Ahh it feels so painful to have to vomit every morning."

Varen still remembers clearly how she was during Aila's first pregnancy. He vomited and it tortured him. Even because of the vomiting case, he finally could not control himself, until arrested by Arnold and ended up losing many of his loved ones who had accompanied him for almost decades.

"Darling, can't I just call my darling mas?" Oceh Aila who had slowed down her steps to be able to compensate for the steps of Varen who was far behind her.

"Mmm, can. Sweetheart can call with any name as long as it makes love feel comfortable."

A cheerful smile adorned Aila's face. How happy he was this morning. But, suddenly the cheerful face turned lethargic at once.

"What's the matter, baby?"

"My legs feel weak, can't be walked anymore." Spoiled whine.

As Varen sighed, he knew his wife was coding that she wanted to be carried. Without the need to linger longer, Varen also directly carried Aila ala bridal. Aila leaned her head against the recess of Varen's neck which she thought had a distinctive aroma and really made Aila comfortable,

"Am I heavy, mas?"

"Absolutely not, dear."

"So according to my mom, I'm too skinny?"

The sentence just now was not a question but rather a statement that blamed Varen saying it was light.

"It's not so dear. I mean, hehe. I mean mas gini.."

"Download. I hate Varen. I'd better walk." He muttered down from Varen's sling,

Aila immediately stepped quickly towards the house, because indeed the distance of the house was very close. While Varen can only shake his head shake feeling astonished by his wife's hormones are often changed change.

"This is just the beginning. The more the gestational age, the more other changes that might even make me shake heavy later." Guman Varen reminded himself.

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Bhika noticed Nur who was mengolek some cayenne pepper, plus brown sugar, a little salt and peanuts that have been roasted.

"May I taste the taste." Bhika moves her hand to code on Nur asking permission to taste the curry sauce she made.

"Please mistress."

Bhika also took a small slice of mango flesh that has been peeled and washed clean by Nur before. Then Bhika mengokolkan the tip of the young mango meat on the gravy that is still in the ulekan.

"Mmhh.." Bhika's face looked strange as her tongue responded to the sour taste of the young mango and the spiciness of the curry.

"Msay yes madam. It's a drink first.." Nur quickly gave Bhika a glass of water.

"Miskey in the sword?"

Bhika does not respond, because she does not understand what Nur said.

"Try this lady of cucumber cocol to her soup. It must be better and fresher."

Nur gave an example to Bhika to eat cucumbers with kuah rujak. Although hesitant, Bhika also tried it and once the cucumber that has been chocolated curry into his mouth, he felt a different sensation.

"Good taste." Bhika said with her two thumbs up.

"Will she want more?" Nur brought two pieces of cucumber that were cut lengthwise by him.

Bhika also repeated again how to eat cucumber with kuah rujak. He really likes the spicy taste, sweet and fresh blend of cucumber and buah rujak.

Seeing that Bhika liked it, Nur put a few spoonfuls of curry sauce into a bowl smaller than the bowl of soup that he would deliver to Aila.

"It's for the lady."

Bhika thanked him by lowering her head slightly while smiling at Nur.

Then, Nur stepped into the front room to bring young mangoes and curry soup to Aila.

"Non, this is the dish."

"Thank you bik."

"Yes non. Mm don't want to make fruit juice?"

"Can."

"I'll make it a non."

As soon as Nur stepped back into the kitchen, Aila also directly chocolates the young mango meat into the curry sauce. And as soon as it arrived at her mouth, Aila looked overjoyed.

"Mm delicious. Bik Nur is a champion make kuah rujak." Praise him while continuing to eat voraciously. But, after two pieces of young mango meat managed to eat it, he stopped.

Varen, who had been watching Aila from where she was sitting in front of her laptop, immediately stepped over to his wife.

"Honey, the young mango is still a lot of this loh."

"Udah full."

"The cook was full that fast. I just ate two small slices and was full."

"Well, that's what you spend."

"Correct?"

Aila nodded confidently. And Varen was sitting on the same sofa right next to Aila.

"Mas, I'm sleepy." She put her head on her husband's shoulder.

"Loh loh kok sleepy. It's still early in the morning, baby, if you want to sleep at ten." Persuade Varen while stroking his back.

"Iih mas what the hell. People sleepy now, even told to sleep later at ten. Yes, yes, my eyes are not strong."

Her voice grew even deeper and Aila was really deep on Varen's shoulder.

"Yes, just sleep. But beware yes, baby, you still haven't had a shower in the morning." Ocehnya even though she knew Aila had not heard it anymore.

At that time Nur also brought a glass of Aila's favorite strobery juice in recent days.

"Madam, here's the strawberry juice." Nur placed a glass of juice on the table in front of Aila and Varen without seeing Aila's condition that had fallen asleep.

"Auntie just keep the juice in the refrigerator. Aila's sleeping." Varen said in a very slow voice.

Nur also glanced at Aila's face, then he smiled anxiously at Aila's deep face that was like a baby sleeping because of the satiety.

"Yes, then excuse me for Varen." Pamphitt.

He brought with him a glass filled with strawberry juice back to the back to be stored in the refrigerator before Aila woke up.