My servant, Asha

Mother's story

When the opportunity arises, Arga begins to approach the bunda again. This time when the group was relaxing watching the soap opera in the living room alone. It just so happens that his wife is choosing to sleep first even though it is not too late.

Arga sat down casually beside him.

"You remember, you wanted to ask your mother something?" Mother can guess the arrival of her son.

"Of course."

"What's the question, about Asha's pregnancy?" He was ready to answer the question of his son who was very excited about the first pregnancy of his wife.

"According to many people, pregnant women will experience the name cravings." Arga paused his sentence. While the mother watched her son carefully while slightly smiling while hugging the seat cushion. "Well, my wife never had a craving."

"really?" ask Mother a little want to tease her son.

"Yes. Asha never wanted anything like a man cravings. He seemed to like anything without rejecting it." Asked like that, Arga enthusiastically replied.

"What's wrong with Asha?" This time mother made Arga frown.

"Don't that feel unnatural, Bun?" Mrs Wardah couldn't help but laugh amusedly at her son's opinion.

"You are, Ga..." His hand was twitching his son's arm with anxiety. "You're a really good husband." He still had a laugh on his lips. Arga did not understand, only smiled slightly.

"Arga was just curious, about the cravings bun..." Mrs Wardah nodded in understanding.

"Pregnant mother is synonymous with cravings. But as far as you know, maybe not all pregnant women experience the name cravings."

"really? Did you also not crave?"

"Mother cravings really. It's hard said dad. Ha. ha.. " He laughed happily.

"Then why isn't Asha?"

"Look, what do you want from your wife who is craving something is what exactly?" ask Mother to make Arga think for a moment.

"Emm..."

"Don't just be curious. You feel that a wife who does not crave while pregnant is unnatural." More or less likely your opinion is correct. Most likely, Arga was very curious what if his wife cravings because it was slightly provoked by Evan's words. Arga could not answer. His fingers were busy scratching his back nape. A little misbehavior because the guess is right.

Mrs Wardah tilts her head. Trying to figure out his son's face.

"If Asha really has a lot of demand while in pregnancy, you are sure you will be troubled."

"Wouldn't it be that if our wife asks for something, as her husband we'll try hard to make it happen?" arga denied about the husband who felt troubled by the request of the wife.

"The theory is like that. There is a pride when you as a husband are able to realize every strange desire of your wife while pregnant. But you never know, the extreme desire of a pregnant woman." Hearing the extreme word, Arga looked at her mother seriously. Both his eyebrows fused together.

"Extreme? Really true?"

Forehead Arga shriveling. Forming a faint frown hearing the story of mother. "Seriously, bun?" Arga felt his mother was joking.

"Seriously, Ga. Arisan's mothers are many who tell the story of this pregnancy."

"Then it got like that?" Arga squinted his eyes in disbelief. Mother nodded convincingly. "Isn't that not cravings?"

"Mother doesn't understand. Mother only love the example of a pregnant woman who has a strange story during her pregnancy. Let's just say it's a cravings. They say it's baby. It's baby-congenital, she said."

"Isn't it very strange that a wife can be nauseous and vomit when she sees or smells her husband. Probably because my husband didn't take a clean shower." Hearing this, my mother laughed crisply. It was funny to hear his son's opinion.

"Really." Mrs Wardah still can't stop her laughter. While Arga frowned to think. "The logic is so, Ga. Maybe the husband took a bath not clean. But in this case, the husband was clean, fragrant and fragrant because he had finished bathing. It's real Ga. You certainly would not believe it if you only heard stories like this." Mother justifies her sitting position.

Paris appeared and crossed them both. Slightly glanced while eavesdropping on the talk of the mother and her brother. She wondered what made her laughter sound from her room. However, Arga immediately shook his hand to drive out Paris. Lips Paris manyun. Then go to the kitchen because you want to drink water.

"This is your own story, right?" guess Arga. This time she laughed again. Apparently the mother deliberately obscured the story like the incident belonged to someone else. Mother's tears came out because of amused. Arga bobbing head.

"Mother so while pregnant you, you know." Arga immediately stopped his head when mother told him the truth. "Mother that story, want to tell you. That Asha doesn't have much demand while pregnant or cravings is better. You could say it was very good. You do not need to bother with many requests. Yes, but maybe it was because of the nature of Asha who did not want to trouble that person. Just ask her if she doesn't have a request?"

"If Arga had asked. Asha answered nothing."

"Yes, it's done. Then especially? Don't listen to everyone's stories too much, Ga. Not every wife is the same. This time you consider it a fortune because your wife is pregnant, but has no desire of sorts. Just be grateful." Mrs Wardah patted her son's back. Then Arga's body stood up to leave. He already felt he had the answer from his doubt.

"Great father can also be able to face the mother like that," praised Arga while turning her body.

"The name is also dear. You are also great, can be adorable so be a husband. Mother is proud you can be a good husband. Yeah, even a little exaggerated about your pregnant wife."

"Worrying about the health of the wife during pregnancy is not excessive. I think it's good." Suddenly, Mr. Hendarto appeared from behind them. Simultaneously, Arga's head and Wardah's mistress turned their heads. "Dad heard a little talk you two had" the father told me. Mrs Wardah smiled. His hand patted his first son's shoulder for a while before then sitting next to his mother.

"Dad, mother, Arga go first. Talked too long." Arga.

"Yes." Yeah." Mr. Hendarto and Mrs Wardah nodded.

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After a few days ago Arga and Asha attended a thanksgiving event at the home of Chelsea and Evan, now it's Asha's own turn to celebrate the three-month anniversary of her pregnancy in her village.

Asha's stomach is three months old. For the Asha family in the village, three months of pregnancy are celebrated with a celebration. Not a massive celebration, but must be done for the safety of the baby and his mother.

Although from the Arga family very much donated cake for this Thanksgiving event, but as a person who still holds a thick custom, Asha's mother still tried to make cakes with the help of neighboring mothers around. It is not good if there is no celebration of making your own cake at home. So Ibu Asha decided to make a nagasari market snack. The snacks made from rice flour contain bananas and are wrapped in banana leaves.