Mother to Young Master

S2-66

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Wulan began to fidget, tomorrow morning he had to fly back to Jakarta. It seems that if there is a doraemon door he will definitely pay anything. Drunk vehicles, especially when looking at the height made him traumatized. "Ga, can't we go home and not get on a plane?" ask her in between events packing things.

"Keep up what?" Arga responded to Wulan casually, while enjoying the black coffee that Wulan had brewed earlier.

"Bus, for example, or a ship can be."

"Are you sure you won't get drunk again?" Arga turned his face away, looking at Wulan closely. There was doubt in his eyes.

"I'm not sure anyway." Wulan grinned the horse, he scratched his nape that did not itch.

"Maybe too, so our honeymoon period will be longer. A month, uh no. Maybe after arriving in Jakarta, we can already hold the baby." Arga grinned, displaying a row of his teeth.

"Haish, where's Ga? Not traveling around the world." Wulan sat down beside Arga. He did not hesitate to give a pinch on the waist of Arga.

"May also have his idea. I can think again." Arga held onto her waist which felt amused because of Wulan's pinch.

"Argaaaa. I'm serious about this." Wulan stomped her feet on the floor, she spoke seriously but was instead struck by a joke by him.

"Haha... I'm serious too, you said you wanted to travel the world." Arga even chuckled at Wulan sulking.

"Whatever." Wulan slammed the door of the room, she wanted to cool her boiling-feeling mind. After marriage Arga is getting annoying according to him. Every time he talked about something, Arga always responded with a joke.

"Hadeeuh, it's bad if the truth is sinking. Could have been a month." Arga patted his own forehead and immediately followed Wulan into the kitchen.

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A month passed, Wulan and Arga were still living in the apartment. Making Lintang more comfortable living with Henry and Adel. Moreover, Mrs Amel chose to accompany Ama in London.

This morning, Wulan woke up late. Unlike usual, he was always excited in the morning to prepare all Arga needs including breakfast. "Lan, wake up dong. My dear wife." Arga shook Wulan who was still closed.

"Hemmm.. still sleepy to know." Wulan covered herself with a blanket. Arga just let it go, he rushed to the bathroom and prepared his own clothes.

But after he was neat, Wulan was still reluctant to move from his position. Arga held Wulan's forehead. "No fever" he said, extending his hand back. Wulan who felt uncomfortable brushed Arga's hand off her forehead.

"What the hell? who has a fever? I was lazy to wake up." said Wulan by closing his eyes, it felt very heavy to open his eyes.

"Yes, rest again. I can't keep up with you, there's a morning meeting today. So I have to get to the office to prepare the materials." Arga kissed Wulan's forehead and covered her back.

"Hmmm. I don't cook." Wulan flicked her hand, she turned her back to Arga who was still peering behind the door.

"Is it possible that Wulan is exhausted?" batin Arga, yesterday he and Wulan took Lintang away all day. Coupled with the perpetually active puffer, it definitely takes a lot of patience to deal with both of them.

Wulan really felt her whole body crumble today. Even to wash his face, he forced himself to do so. And he also only ordered food from the restaurant below to fill his stomach. It was just eating a little.

Wulan returned to her body, it felt very comfortable to be on the mattress. This day, Wulan did nothing. But Wulan still forced herself to take a bath, however, her body had to be fresh so that her sluggish taste was gone. I thought Wulan, but after taking a shower. He just relaxes in front of the television with a light snack.

"Since when did Wulan like to snack? didn't he say he was afraid of fat?" Arga glanced at the scattering food frame on the table. All the contents ludes , moved in an instant.

"His husband is home." Wulan grinned the horse, he tidied himself up. And wiped his mouth from the chips he had just spent.

"You don't eat? all day eating this?" Arga lifts a pack of chips that leaves some.

"Hehee.. Have eaten, tuh." Wulan pointed to the amount of food packaging she had spent.

Arga just shook his head, Wulan's attitude was completely out of his habit. "When you're done, clean up this trash. I'm gonna take a shower, sultry." Arga took off the knot around her neck, she also undressed her work clothes in front of the bathroom door.

"You want dong to take a shower" said Wulan with his potency. Arga frowned, astonished at Wulan's increasingly strange behavior. Usually he is always angry if Arga comes in the bathroom with him. But now it's the opposite.

Arga held Wulan's forehead and cheeks. Again Wulan immediately brushed it off. "Hobby holds me."

"You healthy? No more mengingau?"

"Yes if you can't come. Don't mind people delirious about everything." Wulan slammed herself on the bed, crying on her face. Arga was made dizzy by him, what exactly happened to this wife?

"Patience, patience...." Arga stroked his chest, he walked over to Wulan. Sitting at the end of the bed and stroking his wife's long mane.

Wulan was still sobbing, she even hardened her cries even more. "Huuhuu... You're evil..." Wulan got up and beat up Arga.

God, what's my wife's wrong eating? the feeling was fine this morning.

Arga let out a frustrated sigh, he ruffled his own hair. Can't cope with Wulan acting strangely. "Yes, sorry..." Arga grabbed his wife, rubbing a trace of tears on Wulan's face. Until Wulan was calm.

"So now I'm not craving anymore, right?" Arga lowered his head, looking at Wulan who turned out to be asleep in his arms. "Hurry to sleep." Arga confirmed Wulan's sleeping position carefully. He slowly enveloped Wulan and immediately continued his intention to the bathroom.

Finished with the ritual, Arga is neat with his casual clothes. He found Wulan already awake and busy with his salary. Wulan raised her head to hear the sound of the door opening. "Why take a shower? It's not fragrant." Wulan pursed her lips.

"Aren't you the one who told me to take a shower after coming home from outside?" Wulan who usually likes cleanliness, even the house will not let dirty in the slightest. Not like today he let it fall apart.

"From now on, don't take a shower before I ask you. I love the smell of your body just coming home from work, fragrant. Hmmmm so good." Wulan sniffed the Arga shirt she had deferred earlier. Makes Arga more curious about what happened to his wife.

"Hey you're so dirty, that's dirty clothes. Why is it even being sneaked into that." Arga took his shirt and put it in a basket of dirty clothes.

"IIihhhhh why was it taken anyway? I'm enjoying the smell in your clothes. Who told you to take a shower first." Wulan took back Arga's dirty clothes. And put it on his lap.

"It's tuh tau scented, scented sweat fighter's bread." Arga ignored Wulan who was still acting, Arga also cleaned the food wrappers scattered in front of the television. Even the television is still on.

Arga is also the one who cooks for the two of them, used to live alone, making Arga get used to all the kitchen work. In a short time, he has served a special fried rice that became his favorite menu.

Smelling the aroma of cooking, Wulan approached the origin of the aroma of the food. He sniffed the food on the table. "Wahhh."

"Hmmm... I haven't cooked in a long time. Please taste the princess." Arga took a spoon to Wulan. His saliva seemed to drip just by smelling the aroma of the dishes that Arga made for them.

"Don't you know, this is so delicious." Wulan ate voraciously, like not eating all day. Arga stopped his new mouthful of bribes. Seeing Wulan eating greedily, he seemed to be full just by watching Wulan eat.

"You don't want to? for me, yes, I'm still hungry." Wulan finished the fried rice that Arga made, usually Wulan most avoids dinner. He ate very little rice, but now? He even spent two servings of fried rice.

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Even up to three days, Wulan was still the same as yesterday. Arga was always wrong in his eyes. Arriving at the office, Arga was a little late than usual. He is not even focused on his work.

"Ga, what's wrong with you? like someone who broke up in love. Haha..." Henry flipped a roll of tissue that had just been in his rema.

Arga rested her hair back, iq leaned her head on the back of the chair. They had just finished a meeting with a colleague, and decided to have lunch outside. Previously, Arga often brought supplies prepared by Wulan. But already these few days, Boro-boro stock, it is always confused with Wulan's increasingly becoming behavior.

"It's more than that, Wulan these days is always acting strange" said Arga, he closed his eyes for a moment because of lack of sleep.

"Weird how?" Henry poked his face with both hands on the table, seemingly about to hear an interesting story.

"The moon is now turning 180° than usual..."

"Haha... turned into caty women you mean?" Henry chuckled, cutting off Arga's speech.

"It's worse...." Arga confirmed his sitting position, telling him all about Wulan's strange behavior. Including Wulan who likes to sniff himself when he comes home from work.

"Hahaaa. maybe your wife ate something wrong." Henry laughed until his stomach hurt.

"It's been a pleasure to laugh at him." Arga stared bitterly at Henry, not the solution but instead the ridicule he received.

"Duhh. Now Arga can also sulk. But why don't you just ask Alvin? he's a doctor."

"Truely you said, tomorrow I'll ask him."

"Isn't your wife a doctor? don't you know your own illness?"

"Can the doctor diagnose himself? after all, Wulan is a pediatrician."

Arga and Henry spent the rest of their lunch time discussing the Wulan issue. After that, they do not return to the office to continue the pending work.

TB

Sorry for a few days of slow updates, again need a break for a moment. The weather in place of thor is quite extreme, hot morning afternoon heavy rain. So must take care of the health of the readers, especially in the pandemic as it is now.

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