Mr. Security, Marry Me...!!!

29 - To the village

Alif was accompanying his wife to eat omelette full of cheese in the family room, the state of the house was deserted because the time had shown eleven omelette at night. The moon, who had fallen asleep because she was hungry, had to wake her husband, and he was eager to eat the omelette. Alif put aside his drowsiness for the sake of the request of his wife and child, he made what they wanted

“Mas, Mbok already know that Moon is pregnant?” ask the Moon after putting in her last mouthful of omelets. Alif patted his eel, he forgot to tell his wife's pregnancy to Mbok.

“Not yet dear, Mas forgot. Tomorrow, I'll tell you?”

“Kayak aja Mas parents? Could have forgotten.” Syndic Moon.

“Eh! Mas is still young is equated with old people, even though Mas will be old surely Mas will still look handsome.”

“Pe De banget Mas, where there is an old name is still handsome. There are also wrinkles everywhere, not to mention gray hair. Mas do not be like Papa does not admit that it is old.”

“What do you think of old Papa?” Alif and the Moon were strangled, they turned towards the sound of Arman's baritone from behind them.

“Papa-Mama!” say them simultaneously.

“Kok don't sound car?” ask the Moon wonder. Suddenly Papa and his mother were already there.

“What do you think of old Papa, wrinkles, gray hair?” Arman stared at the horror of his son-in-law and son. He did not answer his daughter's question, Suci who was beside him twirled his eyes lazily.

“Papa commute even angry!”

“Emang Papa is old, but still handsome. Papa's skin is still tight, see Papa's arm muscles are still stocky. Papa's stomach is also not distended, meaning Papa is not old. The old one said that his stomach was distended.” The moon grimaced at Papa's horror gaze. His father is most sensitive if he has heard the word old, but his father is old. But never accept the old one, though,

“Mah, is it true that Papa is still handsome? No wrinkles yet?” Arman looked over, asking the wife.

“Iya Pah, true what the Moon says. The good looks of Papa did not lose to the young,” answered Suci to make her husband happy.

“Aparticularly in bed yes Mah, still hot?” Sacred snorting, her hands spontaneously pinched her husband's waist.

“Awwh.. How to be pinched anyway Mah?” Arman rubbed his Holy-pinched stomach.

“Papa it if you like not to see sikon!” holy Ketus.

“Means if in the room, can dong?” Arman blinked faintly at Suci, then pulled his wife's waist up against her body.

“Haloo... Halaoo, there are still people here!” exclaim the Moon, stop the genius of the Papa.

“You're disturbing aja,” Moon grunting.

Why could he have a flirtatious Papa begging for mercy. Why also his mother can smitten with her Papa, arguing... What the hell am I thinking? If Papa finds out, he can be cursed to be my bastard son! The Moon in the Heart.

“You guys why haven't you slept? It's eleven o'clock.” Ask Sacred.

“Last month hungry Mah, want to eat omelet.” Sahut Alif's.

“Tumben, usually you eat fruit if hungry midnight gini?” astonished Holy, his daughter was most afraid to eat heavy when it was night.

“Different Mah, this is the one who ate not the Moon but the one inside here.” The moon stroked his stomach with a smile expanding on his face. She glanced at her husband who was also looking at her.

“Ka.. You, you pregnant?” Suci stuttered in shock, knowing the Princess was pregnant.

Sacred could not hide her happiness, the middle-aged woman shed her tears, then she approached the Moon and hugged her daughter. Uh! it feels like just yesterday she gave birth to her children, time is running very fast. His daughter married and became a wife, now she is pregnant and soon to be a mother.

Arman could not stem the happiness that erupted in his heart, tiredness on the way home was paid with the news of the Princess' pregnancy. He joined in hugging his wife and daughter. Alif who saw how close the Moon's relationship with both parents was touched, they were very warm to each other.

“Congratulations yes dear, how many weeks has it been?” Sacred holds the belly of the Moon. After releasing their embrace.

“Nine weeks' walk Ma.” Answer Month.

“Nine weeks?” Moon nodded, “Iya Mah.”

“Pah, let's not say what Mama said. When they go home for their honeymoon first, the month is filled.” Sacred Word enthusiastically, he was very happy that his conjecture had been right all along.

“Why do you know now, son?”

“The story is long Mah.”

“Ya already, tomorrow is the story. It's late at night, especially you are pregnant not good stay up.” Sela Arman was quick before her wife asked her daughter to tell her a story. The extremely curious Saint could not say anymore, her husband's words were indeed true.

*****

The next day, early in the morning Suci was in the kitchen. He was so eager to prepare breakfast for the Moon, he prepared healthy and nutritious meals for his future grandchildren. The face of the future grandmother was sparkling, the kiss was no longer young. Her beauty is not much different from the Moon which is more down the genes of the husband. The beauty of the Copyan Moon from Arman is the same as the Star of the Big Brother.

The newly awake Arman does not find his wife, he then cleans up. Arman will run in the morning so that his body is always fit, he does not want to be like grandparents in general. He must still look handsome even though he already has a grandson later.

“Mah, Papa jogging first yes.” Arman hugged his wife from behind.

“Normally also directly corrugated Gym, Pah.”

“Starting today Papa wants to jog in the Mah.” complex Sacred turned her body, she noticed the appearance of her husband from top to bottom.

“Papa seriously? What wind is there?” search the Sacred by pulling one eyebrow.

“Mama thought bad surely nih?” accuse Arman of tapping Holy's head with his index finger, “Papa will soon be a grandfather, so Papa must always be healthy. Let Papa's grandson be proud to have a grandfather who is handsome and looks young.” Sacred let out a long sigh, this husband is indeed magical.

While in the Moon room, Alif had woken up first. Moon was asleep so soundly in his arms, Alif put away the strands of hair that covered the beautiful face of the wife, he looked fixed on the face of the future mother of his child, then the wife kissed her on the forehead and made the moon open her eyes.

“Morning dear, sorry so disturb his sleep.”

“Mas, have you called Mbok?”

“Not yet, why?”

“Don't call Mbok, we'll be there. Month wants to go to the village, we leave now huh Mas?” whine spoiled Moon.

“Honey, but Mas today work.”

“People want to go to the village, if Mas does not want anterin. Moon go alone!” sulun. Alif scratched his nape at his wife's request. All pregnant women are like this, she thought.

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