My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 178 (Young mango)

Tok tok!!

Sumi knocks on the door of one of the rooms, where Valter looks focused staring at the laptop screen, with reading glasses attached to his face.

"Yes?" At once the man turned his gaze towards the door, and found his wife standing there.

"You keep working this day. Even though you are at home. Don't you want to rest for a while? Or ask me to make you something?" The woman looked at her husband's face.

Sumi went in there. Don't forget to close the door to the room back to how it was. While Valter spread out his arms with a smile, asking his wife to come closer and sit on his lap as usual.

The relationship between the two is getting better. Even looking as disobedient as ever, now they look like a couple in general who start accepting each other without any nervousness.

"You bored?" Valter looked at Sumi's face.

The woman shook her head.

"Just confused. What should I do, while you keep working, .. whether it's going or just at home." Said Sumi.

The man chuckled. With his eyes fixed on the woman before him. It felt so happy, when he saw the face of the wife from a very close distance, and he always smiled happily.

"Say. Want coffee? Or warm chocolate?" The woman who began to feel anxious to her husband because he never demanded or asked for anything.

Not infrequently Valter brings or prepares everything himself. As if he was used to his life in the past. But isn't it different now? He had a wife for him to rely on during such a busy time.

"If you want, .. I'll take it myself." Clearly Valter, who instantly made Sumi scowl her lips with an annoyed look.

"Don't pout. Get old soon!" The man laughed after saying that, and made his wife even more upset.

"Then what's the point of me here?" Sumi with a soft voice. "Know that I should not just come, here I do not have activities like in Indonesia. I'm confused why in this house everyone uses a machine, even washing dishes." He complains.

Valter wrapped both his hands around Sumi's waist. Staring at each other, then the man smiled, he was anxious with the expression of his own wife's face.

"You are my wife! Not a home assistant I could ask for anytime. Relax a little, enjoy our time now without complaining a lot, you will get used to it. Or rather than you getting bored, you could try contacting my daughter, ask her how she is." Valter gave me advice.

Sumi sighed.

"Come Valter. It's six o'clock in the afternoon!" Said Sumi.

"Then?"

"In Indonesia at twelvepm. You don't remember?"

Valter patted his eel pretty tight. The man completely forgot that the distance between Indonesia and Germany was 6 hours.

"I've been bothering him since this morning. She was in her husband's office, .. dropping off lunch."

"Or, .. Maybe one more kid is better! You can do a lot of activities, how?" Valter moved his eyebrows up and down.

Sumi got up, then shook her head.

"That's right. We want to be Opa and Nena." Sumi chuckles.

The woman immediately turned around, then set her foot toward the door, intending to leave her husband's study.

"Hey! Where you going?" Valter called.

"To kitchen. Make pasta as usual, I'll starve if I don't eat dinner, ..where the weather is very cold, I can't without food before bed." Sumi.

But Valter was stunned to hear that.

"Pasta again?"

"I can't cook anything else. After all you only eat bread, I'm not used to it yet." Obviously Sumi then the woman actually came out, leaving her husband just like that.

Same with Valter. He immediately stored the data he had checked, turned off the laptop, then got up and walked out of the room.

Valter walked towards the kitchen. Where the place now looks more organized and clean, there are no useless items that he keeps, Sumi immediately cleans the place one day after they arrive.

Ah how lucky she is now, to be able to regain the trust and love of her lover first. Even with a very fatal mistake, not to mention Ayumi and her husband, even she still called him Papa, something Valter never imagined.

But Valter had always thought, if he had to meet. Then his position wouldn't be that special, given how ruthless he used to be. Yes, even though Susi has a big hand, Valter also feels useless for letting someone hurt Sumi and her daughter.

He continued walking closer to Sumi who started to fill the pot with water, stored it on the stove, then lit the thing.

Sumi gasped, the woman was shocked when suddenly there was a pair of coiled hands on her stomach.

"I love you, .. Do you know Laras? I love you so much." He whispered.

"You surprise me." Sumi twisted her body, wrapped her hands around the man's shoulders, until the two of them looked back at each other with such a close distance.

Sumi's eyes twitched. Dive into the netra of the man before her with feelings she could not describe. Happiness was obvious, yet there was another sense that he really had to somehow call it.

"I've heard that ten times today!" Said Sumi with a face that looked flushed.

The woman was embarrassed.

"You counted them?" Valter chuckled loudly, until his head looked up towards the back.

"I remember it, .. don't intend to count, only me you're too much in everything. Just one time you say that, and trust me I'll remember it anytime." Sumi laughing.

His hands moved, grabbed the face with jaws covered in fine hairs, then rubbed it gently.

"I love you too. Even I decided not to get married, I just want to keep one name in here." Sumi felt her left chest. "Only Valter Albert Baldomero, father of Ayumi, my daughter." Continue again, but now with teary eyes.

The man fell silent, staring at the still remaining look of sadness. It wasn't easy going through the days before they got back together, and it couldn't just disappear right away.

"Can we have another child?" Valter whispers.

Sumi was silent for a while.

Tracks!!

Valter turned off the stove, when the water inside was already very boiling.

"Why turned off?"

Sumi intends to leave, but Valter holds her back.

"Valters. Later I can't eat, we can still chat while boiling the paste first."

"No. We'll just eat outside, okay? Didn't you see the snow? But why are you always at home, and resisting when I want to take you for a walk, .. including coming …"

"I'm not ready to go there yet. My heart is not as strong as you see." Sergei Sumi.

Valter gave a smile, then nodded his head.

"Alright, back to the initial discussion. Can we have one more child?"

But Sumi shook her head. Not without consideration, but at his current age, pregnancy is very risky.

"What can? If we just enjoy our old age? With our children and grandchildren?"

"You're right. There's a lot of togetherness missing, so we better enjoy that now. Complement each other!" Valter framed his wife's face.

Sumi nodded, then she hugged Valter, until her face stuck to the chest of her husband's field. The same thing Valter did, he returned Sumi's embrace very tightly.

"alright. Let's change your clothes we'll just walk around here, find a suitable food to eat in cold weather like this."

Sumi pulled herself up until the hug came off.

"All right."

"Don't forget to put on his coat. Outside -7°c." Valter.

"Yes." Yeah." He's nodding.

Sumi moved into her room, which was located not too far from where Valter was currently standing. Because indeed the occupancy that Valter provides for them is very minimalist, but of course very comfortable, because everything is arranged so neatly.

"The valter? Aren't you going to wear a coat?" Sumi asked, her voice sounding a little screaming.

Valter did not reply, he just directly walked over to the door of his room that was currently open.

The clamps!!

"Lho! How are they closed?" Sumi's voice was heard squealing inside there.

"I think we should do something hotter first, before we get out." Valter.

And after that Sumi's screams sounded. Interspersed a loud giggle of both.

***

Ayumi came out after washing and brushing her teeth first. Grab the phone located on the nightstand, then exit the room, when the clock has shown at six in the morning.

The sounds of activity were heard.

There are two mothers who are busy working with cooking ingredients and kitchen utensils. The sound of swipes swiping as Ali swept the dry leaves in the garden behind the house, not to mention the sound of a vacuum cleaner that lit up when Early cleaning the living room carpet.

While her husband is nowhere. Early in the morning she disappeared, and even Ayumi could not find the man in the Gym room.

"Mother? See Brother?" The woman could not not ask.

Indeed, his condition had improved greatly, he no longer felt dizzy, nauseous, and vomited when he woke up and did not get Randy around him, just that the absence of the man made Ayumi's morning feel very empty.

The two women looked at him at the same time.

"So five o'clock out. Wearing Hoodie and running shoes, aren't you back yet? I thought I was back." Maria answered.

Ayumi sighed, she did not answer anymore, then sat herself on the sofa of the middle room, and turned on the television.

Not long after that a baritone voice was heard greeting Dini. And without looking at her face first, Ayumi was sure that the one who came was her husband.

The man walked closer to the middle room. Carry a black crackle bag, then put it on the kitchen stove table clean.

"What did you bring?" Ayumi approached immediately.

"The mango." Randy replied, then he pulled off his wet Hoodie, leaving a sleeveless t-shirt of the same state.

Ayumi grabbed the package, then opened it and brought one of the pieces out. The woman looked confused, when she felt the mango that Randy meant still felt very hard.

"Young mango?" Ask Ayumi.

Randy smiled, and nodded his head.

"Who did you bring it for? I don't feel like asking!"

"Not for anyone, I asked for it myself. I think it's good to eat with salt cocolan." Said Randy.

The man smiled widely, until the row of teeth was seen, but made Ayumi even more confused, because it was not usually the man wanted to eat something with a sour taste.

"I take a shower, Dad! Please peel, enter the place and keep it in the chiller. It'll be noon as usual to take you to the office." Pinta Randy steps away from his wife.

Ayumi silence. She did not answer any of her husband's words, until it made Tutih immediately approach.

"Why, Ay?" The tutor immediately asked.

"It."

Ayumi shifts the black plastic bag, revealing some young mangoes that Randy had brought out of nowhere.

"Young mango?" The two women of different ages looked at each other with unexpected expressions.

"Yes. Brother asked me to cut it into pieces, put it in a place, put it in a chiller and I'll have to take it later in the afternoon, to the office as usual." Ayumi.

Tutih smile.

"Tok Mom smiling? I'm even confused, who's pregnant?" Ayumi tapped on his cheek.

"Maybe it's Randy's time for cravings. Want some specific foods, just like you like to eat passion fruit that is directly picked directly behind your Mama's house." Tutih said again.

However, the look on his face immediately changed upon hearing that.

"Mother is wrong!?" The woman looks a little worried.

"No. I just miss Mama Doang! Now Mama rarely calls me, only at certain hours. Six hours is pretty heavy. It's noon here, it's morning, it's afternoon, it's noon, it's midnight, it's afternoon." Ayumi said, she explained the situation.

Tutih rubbed Ayumi's back.

"Just pray for the best. There's at least your father who's looking after him now, rather than him living alone in his house, where's the neighbor's problem, what if something bad happens?"

"It's only been a few months, Mom! Even Ayumi was not satisfied with Mama. But Mama instead chose to come with Papa, why don't Papa come with Mama here?" Ayumi whining.

"Look!" The tutih grabbed both of his daughter's shoulders, until they faced each other.

"There are some things that cannot be disputed. If it's a matter of residence permit, I'm sure Mr. Valter can take care of it. But a job problem? Or the effort he's in? It can't be dear, so if there's a time or a windfall, they'll come, or you'll ask Randy for a vacation there." Clearly Tutih, he tried to drown out the sadness of Ayumi, who occasionally relapsed just from remembering Sumi.

"That's it!?"

Tutih nodded.

"Don't be sad, baby sister protests!" He looked towards Ayumi's stomach which had already popped out a small circle.

"It's also a protest." Ayumi said as she rubbed her stomach that had been trembling.

"Yes, let's sit down. I made ginger milk yeah."

Tutih led Ayumi to sit back on the sofa. While he returned to the dirty kitchen at the very back of the house.

"Sometimes you still shock Mommy, son. He likes to move suddenly." Whisper Ayumi, with both hands rubbing the surface of her stomach.