Missing the Orange

70. Husband's Cuisine

However the treatment of Orange, he said sharply never reduce his attention to the mother-to-be of his child. I don't know, what made Alan love the woman he had avoided before the wedding. Ah, if he remembers everything he's like licking his own spit.

"Why see me like that? " the orange Ketus who felt uneasy when Alan looked at him without stopping smelling a smile on his thin lips.

"I'm lucky to have you! " he said to the woman who was leaning on the bed that had been set to sit.

"Bullshit.". "collapsing orange despite the shrill but still heard by Alan made the man even chuckle.

"Pregnant mothers shouldn't swear, darling. Later baby we will follow the example, lo. " said Alan still with a teasing smile, Making Orange rotate both eyes.

"When do we go home? " orange whimper, which is already not at home with the infusion in his hand.

"Patience, Honey! Just waiting for the doctor to check on you. After that we go home, okay?" Alan walked closer towards the orange.

"I'll be in the cafeteria for a second, yeah! " he said by kissing his wife's forehead, there was no rejection from the orange even though the face of the ayu still looks jutek.

Just like that Alan was happy, the man walked to the cafeteria in addition to looking for a cup of coffee, he had to call Raka to ask her to come to the shareholders meeting in the Mahesa group and take care of her work as long as she kept Orange.

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"Darling, go home, huh? " persuade Alan once again when they are already in the car.

"I want to rent it, if Mas Alan wants to go home, I can take a taxi. "jangga replied still by throwing his eyes out the window. Yep, yeah.... Alan was just speechless and inevitably followed the wishes of his beloved wife. Until a few minutes the Jeep car entered the garage of the small house that was minimal.

With a slow step, Alan escorted the orange that was walking towards the main door. They stepped in and headed straight for the room.

"Don't sleep in the room, Mas. If you want to sleep here, sleep on the couch! " said Orange when in front of the room door. Alan swallowed his saliva violently. He who had been walking tailing stopped when Orange returned with a blanket and pillow for him.

It turns out there is still no green light to be able to sleep hugging the woman he has so longed for. Ah, again he had to go out of the room with pillows and bolsters and an extra sense of patience.

"Whatever, Ngga! At least I'm with you. "he mumbled softly to calm his heart and prepare to sleep on the sofa in front of the room Orange. The rented house was only two rooms and one room in use for Bu Amira's goods warehouse.

At three o'clock in the morning, Jingga could not close her eyes again, her body was so restless looking for a comfortable position on the bed that was only controlled by her. He tried to clench his eyelids, but still could no longer sleep. Now, the black eye bead was just staring at the clockwork that felt slow spinning.

She got out of bed, opened the door to her room to see her husband. Meanwhile, Alan was already looking soundly curled up on the sofa. His legs look bent because the size of the sofa is too small than the size of his long body.

Orange again sat on the edge of the bed, before he laid back himself, suddenly his stomach felt nauseous, stomach taste like stirring can not bear to spit out the contents in it. Orange opened the door of his room violently, then immediately went to find a sink that was only near the kitchen.

"Jeek.. huek... "

Alan stepped up, when he heard the sound of the door being opened loudly. He was still staring in surprise before he chased after the already bent orange and vomited vomit in front of the sink. Only a thick yellow liquid came out from the orange vomit.

Alan was still kneeling softly at the nape of the orange, so that his wife would feel better. Orange took a deep breath before lifting her already damp face because of the sweat that kept pouring out when she felt nauseous.

"Would you rest in the room, baby? " The orange unmoved, he still placed his head on the dining table. His body trembled slightly and all seemed to be spinning.

Alan let her carry her body to the room. Somehow when adjacent to her husband especially when it can sniff the scent of her husband's body makes Orange a little comfortable. But, everything was against his will that wanted to avoid the man who had already let him down.

Alan sat the orange on the bed, then stacked a few pillows so that the Orange could lean comfortably.

"You're sleeping again! I'll pray then take a shower, first! Can I work today? " Orang just nodded slowly. Today Alan does have a job that cannot be represented, meet clients, discuss all agreements for shopping center projects that will be realized immediately if the agreement is in accordance.

Wearing only shorts and a t-shirt, Alan ruffled his still wet hair as he exited the bathroom. Looking orange with both hands resting on the sink, his body looks weak with sweat that still soaks his forehead.

"Vomiting again? " ask Alan when walking closer to Orange, it does not feel like seeing an orange that looks overwhelmed with nausea it.

"Yes." lirih Jingga.

"What do you want to eat? Later vitamins and anti-nausea are fast in drinking. " Alan brought the orange to a seat, he could feel the already trembling weak body of the Orange.

"Food you, Mum! "

"I can't cook. What if I buy it outside? " tag Alan who never cooked.

"No want! " cloak Orange.

"All right...! " said Alan though his heart hesitated to act in a place that became the battlefield of the mother mother.

Orange was still waiting for Alan's action in the kitchen, she just glanced at her husband who made salt and eggs scattered on the pantry. Really bad job. The man made a mess of the kitchen just to make a half-snarled egg.

"Darling, still want to eat this? " ask Alan hesitantly when thrusting rice with a burnt egg that is partly brown.

"Yes...! " The orange devoured the contents of the plate in front of him. Alan was just staring in wonder, what was the tongue of such a pregnant woman strangely? If only normal people would not be willing to eat it.

"You're not nauseous? " his question again convinced the state of the orange. Orange just shook his head, still chewing his last mouthful of breakfast blind.

"Darling, are you coming to town? Here you have no one to accompany." asked Alan as he prepared to leave for the office. After bringing the orange back to the room.

"I'm just here! " reject the orange that feels better after breakfast and take vitamins and anti-nausea drugs that are not too influential.

"I try to get home quickly." Alan kissed the orange forehead.

"Don't make Mama sick, yeah!" he said while switching his kiss on the belly of the orange before leaving for the office.

Seriate.....