Match Again

S2 Episode 34's

At the long dining table Zia faced a bowl of instant noodles at the very end of the chair. He deliberately sipped noodles on his lips with the intention of wanting to make Raka tempted.

But with arrogance Raka looks turned her face, even though Zia knows that her husband is very hungry now, it was all because he saw Raka silently peeking at him while devouring noodles while Zia turned her head pretending not to look.

"It looks like this noodle is made specifically from the factory so it can taste as good as this." Zia again drank the sauce from the spoon in her hand.

"Hemm' is so good." Glancing back while chuckling amusedly when he saw Raka holding onto her stomach. She wanted to see where her husband's stubbornness was.

Zia had indeed intentionally made two bowls, and the other one she had placed beside her. Spoon by spoon he was greedy until one bowl was a toilet not left.

"Uhhhh very good ..." he said satisfied.

Raka sat in front of her busy reading newspapers about the trending news topic of the day.

Zia got up from her chair standing looking at Raka for a moment and then stepped forward. He pretended to yawn covering his mouth with his palm while his eyes peeked at Raka's tense-looking face.

"Darling, it looks like I'm sleepy, you still want to stay here, or go to the room, continue the round?" Zia bit her lips in doubt.

But Raka remained silent. Zia shook her head thinly after then straining her lips to mock her husband.

"Well, if you want to be here. I'll go to the room first, baby." Zia quickly kissed Raka's cheek. Make the owner smile after reading again.

However, his stomach was actually torturing him. It was like a war down there that made a rumbling sound like it wanted to rain.

Really, he would scold whoever the waiter in this house for not managing the kitchen properly. And now her stomach was so hungry, Raka held her stomach her eyes glanced at the white bowl of marble containing noodles that still reflected a little smoke.

Raka looked back to see his wife. After Zia disappeared onto the floor he immediately picked up the bowl and ate it voraciously.

This was the first time Raka ate instant noodles, supported by the hunger she ate so hastily as to eat with her bowls.

"It's just right that Zia likes it, it turns out that it's really delicious, '" he muttered as he continued to bribe the noodles into his mouth.

Raka ignores her sense of prestige that just said she wouldn't eat instant noodles for the rest of her life. But now he's lying. As he was busy eating with the pleasure of Indra his hearing heard the sound of footsteps wearing sandals down the stairs.

Raka had thought it must be Zia. After a moment of silence he immediately drank the instant noodle sauce that only a little left then put the bowl to its original position and then he again pretended to read the newspaper again.

I don't know when Zia will be behind him. The woman looked at Raka then glanced at the table. He gave a smile when he found that the bowl he left full of now had been used up and there was no rest.

It turned out that her husband ate it too after saying that he would not eat instant noodles. Zia folded her hands on her chest and then approached the table and cleared her throat.

"Raka, I'm still hungry, and it seems .. because you don't want to eat it so I decided to eat it. But ... Where's mienya?" The woman raised the bowl while shaking.

"I've thrown it away" answered Raka at a glance from behind the newspaper.

Zia was flabbergasted, even though her husband said that he did not believe her. He smiled crossly.

"really?" tanyanya tempt. Raka opened the next newspaper.

"Of course," Raka replied again quickly.

"Are you not kidding?" ask Zia again. This time Raka was carried away by emotions he closed the newspaper in his hand and then turned to look at his wife.

"What the hell do you want, Zia. I've answered questions but still you keep asking." He turned his face slowly to look at another object.

Zia shook her head in a chuckle then removed the folds of her hand walking closer to Raka after then lowered her head cupping the husband's face with both palms.

"You saw it for yourself, didn't you?" His eyes pointed at his thumb which contained stains from noodle sauce.

Raka rolled her eyeballs glancing at the stain on his wife's finger. How could he be this stupid? He puffed his cheeks rolling his eyeballs here and there, thinking of finding an excuse.

"I-i ....."

"I what, hemm'?" Zia raised both her eyebrows playing up and down. Then after then draped both hands on the neck of her husband who he thought was the most handsome man in the world.

"Do you want me to do it again?" tanyakanya.

Screaming, Raka really can't dodge now.

"Yes, yes, I admit I ate it. It was all because my stomach was hungry" Raka said.

"It looks like you're getting fat this time."

Zia squinted her eyes. "What did you say? I'm fat?" He asked, pointing to himself.

Raka put her lips together and smiled slanted scornfully. Looks like this is one way to divert from the instant noodle talk earlier. Zia immediately moved from Raka's lap and then ran to the room. He really wants to know immediately how much his weight is now.

Arriving in the room he took a rectangular object the size of two feet and then set foot on it. And it turns out that when looking at the number it still shows like yesterday that is 48 kilo grams.

"Hufff ...." Zia breathed a sigh of relief. Now his eyes glanced at Raka who had just entered the room smiling guiltlessly.

Raka walked leisurely towards the sofa wanting to sit down, but he puffed up.

"You lied to me!" Zia linked her eyebrows ready to hit Raka. But with quick steps the man ran towards the bed.

"I didn't mean to lie to you but after I felt it was true." Raka moved away while Zia continued to draw closer towards him.

"Where are you going, don't run!" Zia did not want to lose, before avenging her husband.

Once on the bed Raka covered her entire body with a blanket alight while laughing, not to be seen again. Zia pressed Raka's body right on top of it while tickling the abdomen.

Raka's laughter broke. Not strong to hold back the amused feeling he revealed his blanket. "Zia, geez. I'm sorry, hahaha."

"Who told you I'm a fat woman!" sumpul Zia continued to tickle Raka's stomach.

Until both hands are blocked by Raka. "I said stop, baby." Raka flipped her body now Zia who was in her confinement with both hands she choked.

Zia was glued to look into Raka's eyes that were brazing her.

"The game is now in my control, Baby ...."

"Aaa .. Get off me, let go of me!"

"Shut up, Zia, it's night. Later Zika can wake up can thwart our intentions."

After Raka said there was no sound in the room anymore. The night came so peaceful, like the two of them.

Sorry yes ... because author slow update. it's all because in addition to writing channel imagination.author also have to make a living in the real world. Thank you for always supporting author without turning on 🙏