My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [It is my heart's pleasure ]

I sat lazily by the bed, as usual the days would feel dull. The twins went to college, Sasmita's mother went to work, there were only aunts and aides who were busy doing their duties.

I was weighing my phone, not sure if I would contact Kaysan or not. I'm afraid I'd be disappointed if my phone call wasn't picked up by Kaysan. And, disappointed when pregnant it feels excessive.

A moment later I started to fret, I stood up, walking back and forth with my left hand stroking my back. As for my right hand, wandering around looking for my husband's number.

...lift the mas. lift. My mouth murmured a little, anxiously waiting for a reply.

Bubu...,

That sound stung my ear hole. I hurriedly diverted it to a video call. I was so happy and beaming, the face of the husband I missed was clearly displayed on my phone screen. He still wears a work suit. Her smile expanded and returned the wave of my hand.

I'm 'Kangen ...

Kaysan & Henggak ...

I'm a liar!

...Kaysan chuckled when he saw me pursing my lips....

I'm Baba anywhere. Is it true that Baba doesn't feel her intuition?

Kaysan is the missing Dalilah or Rinjani?

...Kaysan smiled seductively, making me blush in embarrassment and uttering the unrest that settled in my mind....

I'm Baba...

Kaysan 'do not behave like that!

I'm 'Bubu kangen baba...

...Kaysan smiled again....

I'm Baba's coming home tomorrow, right?

...Kaysan nodded, and a smile never escaped his lips....

Kaysan & I already bought a ticket home the day before you gave birth. Pray that there are no obstacles.

...I nodded steadily, tired of standing up while leaning against the cupboard. I walked towards the window while enjoying the air that cooled my body. I sat in a swivel chair....

Kaysan & Don't be lazy, make a cake and have Dalilah talk.

...Wanting me to snort angrily, Kaysan thought he was not tired of carrying his daughter who already weighed 2.8kg. But if I remember long waits waiting for this soothing sound of my heart - sometimes - I can only nod....

I'm 'Baba hasn't said kangen, let's say. Bubu wants to hear it.

...Kaysan shook his head while glaring. Cih, it seems that far away just pretend not to doyan....

I'm an evil Baba, but I'm a heavy miss here. Look, my kangen has exceeded my weight.

...Kaysan chuckled slightly, he pointed his phone at the photos he displayed on his desk. Photos of me doing mitoni and photos of USG Dalilah....

Kaysan 'bout a minute, 'cause there's class. Dear Rinjani, dear Dalilah, baba will come home, wait. You two don't be naughty, don't make Daddy dizzy according to your wishes.

...I pouted, it was not enough to talk to Kaysan. But I certainly know, whining is no use....

Kaysan is not sad, Endut. You are a rare creature that I love and miss. Baba will call you at home.

I'm 'Endut has a lot of Stretch Marks, baba would not like to see it.

...I revealed the shirt I was wearing, intending to show the looming veins and the kicking Dalilah pulse....

Kaysan 'do not open! Dangerous. It'll be night.

...Kaysan smiled, he got up from his seat, carrying the textbooks....

Kaysan 'do not be afraid, don't worry. Make a cake if you are lonely. I love you my princess, Dalilah.

...Kaysan blinked his eyes flirtatiously....

I love you too, Baba... We're waiting for you.

...Kaysan raised his hand, he waved for a while before the phone screen turned dark....

I want to curse myself when I feel like an ABG girl who's depleted on a lover's phone. My face was beaming, my smile was unrelenting, my heart was blossoming. What kind of romance is this when I only see his face and his voice. I'm happy, tonight I'll just wait for Kaysan to call me.

"Ehm..," Deheman aunty interfered with my attention.

I turned, "What, Bi?" my many.

"It's lunch time, Jani gorgeous wife of Kaysan's mas."

"Auntie invited Mr. Santosa to eat together in the kitchen. Jani won't eat alone."

Auntie helped me up, "Ready. Auntie's gonna get Santosa's man."

I chuckled little, "Auntie she's a bachelor, aunt isn't interested in Mr. Santosa."

"Hussein.... Don't worry." Aunt smiled clumsily and shook her head.

"Hahaha, does your aunt have a boyfriend?"

"It's in the village."

Aunty escorted me to the kitchen, after making sure I was sitting quietly, aunt called Mr. Santosa to join her.

Lunch with Slalu makes me happy. I'm grateful that I feel okay like this. There was another warmth created to erode the loneliness that plagued me.

"Rinjani is beautiful Kaysan's new wife is happy?" I realized that Mr. Santosa was still in his place, waiting for me to make cake dough in the kitchen. Auntie went back to ironing the clothes. Even the clothes that were bought by 'father' through the hands of Sadewa and Nakula were already neatly in the baby box thanks to the help of the aunt who washed and shocked him.

"Well, the mother is happy, the baby is happy too."

I just nod.

"Santosa sir, later when it's ripe please don't eat it. Watch out!" I said kidding. Mr. Santosa frowned in surprise and nodded.

"Well, I'll just look at it. Tasting can't."

I'll clean all the dirty tools, and I'll wash them.

"Eh ndoro princess don't do the dishes yourself. Father forbid it."

I snorted angrily, "Ayahanda is more possessive than Kaysan Pak Santosa, when in the past Fathers did not think I existed." I keep washing the furniture I'm wearing. Today I made baked brownies, whether they were good or not. Let Mr. Santosa taste it.

"I know, but Ayahanda is not as evil as the princess thinks. Generally, the Ningrat family married the equivalent. But GPH chose a different one."

"Already ah, Mr. Santosa must have defended Ayahanda. Because Mr. Santosa is afraid of being fired." I giggled, "Thirty minutes more the brownies were ripe, but Jani was sleepy. Mr. Santosa, wait, don't be a charlatan!"

Mr. Santosa nodded, and made sure I actually went inside the room.

*

I woke up when the orange tinge had not disappeared from the sky. I rushed to the kitchen to see my brownies.

I feel like I want to be angry, I want to be angry, when I see my brownies are only one piece left on the table.

And, as I looked around the faces of those sitting not far from the kitchen would have been the suspect.

"Nake?" askaku be generous.

"Enak, Ma'am." replied Nakula. He pointed to Santosa and Sadewa who pretended not to see me. Sadewa whistled, Santosa sir reading the newspaper.

"Sadewa and Mr. Santosa are exhausted a lot" explained Nakula.

"Oh, no papa, today the new brother is happy."

Kaysan's voice shared an injection of energy. I don't want to disturb the pleasure of my heart.

"Bak wants to take a shower, wants to stretch. Kaysan will call me again."

I approached Sadewa and Mr. Santoso, "Be careful, you two have heartburn."

*

I ignored the dinner, when the message I sent to Kaysan was already in reply. I polish my face with thin makeup and let my hair down beautifully. I also wear lingerie that is still wrapped in a Japanese kimono.

Not wanting to wait for long, I picked up the phone from Kaysan.

I'm Baba...

...I smile shyly....

Kaysan is a Bubu, very beautiful.

...Jeez, this pregnancy hormone makes me jump in excitement when just praised beautiful. Huh.., I slipped my hair....

Kaysan 'Why your face is like a tomato.

...Kaysan shook his head, he was leaning against the wall of the room. Sometimes his mouth sips a cigarette....

I'm gonna cut the cigarette first! Otherwise Baba wouldn't have given me a gift.

Kaysan 'Iya, yes. Finicky.

...Kaysan put his cigarette on the ashtray, now he turned to the edge of the bed....

What is Kaysan 'Back?

...I smiled flirtatiously, flirting....

I stepped foot to the door and locked it.

I'm ready for Baba?

Kaysan & Don't be silly, don't open the kimono you're wearing!

...I'm sighing....

I miss you, Baba. I want to kiss, I want to hug.

...Kaysan looks rubbed his face....

I'm Baba...

Kaysan & I won't call you again if you act weird!

...Immediately I closed the kimono that I had just lowered from my shoulder....

Kaysan 'So pretty not naughty.

I'm your Gay, mas. If it is close too in the voracious.

...Kaysan chuckled a little and we just chatted without intrigue that triggered the passion that we let dim temporarily....

Since that night, Kaysan and I have been communicating intensely through devices. There was a time we scheduled to meet and let go of longing.

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