My wife Little Child

Chapter 71

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They continued to drive around by car in the complex area. And all of a sudden...

"Eh uh uh, look at Mas...! That yellow house! There's a mango tree in front of him...!" show Dira enthusiasm and excitement.

"Where's Darling...???" Fahri squinted.

"That's it. The third one from the end! In front of him was a huge mango tree...!" show Dira again.

Fahri narrowed his eyes again, trying to sharpen his gaze.

"Oooooooohhhhh yes yes yes yes dear! I see!" eventually.

With the spirit of Fahri also drove the car towards the house in question. Yes a simple house painted yellow and black fence. In the front yard, many ornamental plants are planted and most importantly, there is a shady mango tree perched in front of it.

Fahri rushed to pull the car in front of the house. And they both went down.

"Assalamu'alaikuuummmmm, pardon...!" fahri shouted.

There was no answer from inside the house whose front door was opened.

"Assalamu'alaikuuuummmmm...!" now Dira repeats.

Stay nil.

Dira's face started moping.

"Assalamu'alaikuuuummm... Excuseiiiiiiii...!!!" Fahri did not give up, this time in a louder voice.

Shortly thereafter...

"Wa'alaikumsalaaaa.mmm...!" finally, it also sounded authentic from within as a woman half-baby body rather lush who came out of the house in a hurry.

Fahri and Dira's faces changed.

With astonishment the mothers approached Dira and Fahri who stood in front of the fence of his house.

"Find who is... Mom, Mba...?"

Dira glanced at the husband to give the code.

"Look at Ma..." Fahri showed off his friendly smile, "Include me Fahri, and this is my wife, Dira.." while pointing at Dira.

The mothers were more astonished.

Who the hell is this, Mas-Mas and Mba-Mba? They are sales of toothache medicine same time rubbing medicine huh??? But how cool does it look like a rich guy?? Hhmmmm... but not today's sales appearance is on cool-kerenn...?

"Yes... So the purpose of the arrival of Mas and Mba is.... what is it...?? Sorry, but sorry, Mom, Mba. If mo nawarin toothache medicine is the same as rubbing medicine, sorry I just don't want. Understand Mas, Mba. I still have the same pot credit pails that blom paid off...!" suddenly the look on her face changed.

Laughter almost exploded. Oh My Gooddd.... When she and her husband allegedly sales of rubbing drugs as well as toothache...????? Wkwk.

Fahri tried to keep smiling, even in the heart of a suspected sale of toothache medicine. "Not Mom... Mother calm down. We're not sales people who want to buy drugs..."

The mother kept looking at the two of them with a suspicious look.

"Ehm, anu gini you know. Be like... My wife is pregnant. And he wants to eat young mangoes. Which was taken from the tree. Um, anu... So I mean it-"

"Owalaaaaaahhhhhh...!" cut Mom off fast. "Mas... Mas... I guess opo anyway...! So the point is, do you want to ask for mangoes on my tree? Owalaaaahhh... Mas... By the way, rich people use everything. Huahahahahahahahahaaa.." now the mother even laughed loudly that her voice sounded so jarring in the ears of Dira and Fahri.

Now Dira and Fahri look at each other in wonder.

Fahri smiled misbehavingly, "Hehe, that's what I mean Mom," scratched his head that was not itchy.

"Mas... My...! No papa anyway Mas!" the mother patted Fahri's shoulder tight which made him grimace. "Monggo...monggo...! Please take the mango! No papa Mas! Hehe.. that is if the wife is pregnant Mas, his cravings are sometimes strange! Hahaahaha..."

Dira and Fahri also laughed despite being forced.

"Thank you a lot, ma'am... Yes aampuunn... Very good mother. Take it easy Mom, I will pay how much you want to sell some young mangoes on this tree Mother..."

The mother laughed again while patting Fahri's shoulder, which again, successfully made Fahri scream in pain in the heart, "Opo anyway Mas! Do not pay everything...! Take whatever mangoes your wife wants! I am sincere! Not necessary, not necessary. Paid everything! I also used to crave Mas...! Owalaaahhh, I really salute this Mas! Really a husband who is on standby and loves his wife! Want to defend nurutin cravings wife who is pregnant. Because not all husbands want to like it Mas, it is difficult to crave a wife who is sometimes very strange! He wants to make it doang! Yes, like my husband!" ealaaahh, so confide in the mother wkwkwk.

Dira and Fahri desperately tried to hold back his laughter.

"Mothers... Thanks a lot you know." said Dira softly while grabbing and stroking the back of the mother's hand.

The mother smiled, "Sama-sama... Ndo, man,"

"Mother..this by the way... I can't climb the mango tree...?" ask Fahri sungkan.

The mother patted Fahri's shoulder again taut, which now successfully made both eyes Fahri almost sticking out, "Gak papa lah Mas! Monggo... Please...!"

"Yes Mom...makasih.." said Fahri grimacing while stroking his shoulders which he seemed to have on the bruises tuh😂😂.

"Yaudah yes, Mba. I stay in Dalem for a while." said the mother again.

"Yes yes, Mom. No papa." replied Dira smiling.

The mother rushed back into her house.

"Honey. doain Mas yes.." in front of the mango tree, Fahri's feet put horses ready to climb.

Dira's heart becomes kebat-kebit, "Mas... T-but really can climb kaannn tree...??" the look on Dira's face began to worry.

"Hhmmm, don't underestimate me, honey! Time of class 3 Junior High, he was the champion 1st pinang climbing competition in the event 17 Augustusan...!" he said proudly while patting his chest arrogantly.

"Yaudah but be careful, dear... Dira doain Mas safety from down here... Dira belom ready to be Mas' widow..."

Kontan eyes Fahri immediately glared.

"Hahahahaha... Kidding...!"

Fahri. "Why are you pregnant, make you dizzy! Mas more willing you ask for branded goods that cost millions, rather than having to suffer continuously like this." he said. Which automatically makes Dira laugh out loud.

"IIiiihhhh no, still menggedumel. Ntar pahala nyenengin his wife angus you know dear!"

"Ck, yes... yes!"

"Yaudah I climbed yes. You doain yes Darling. Bismillah..." Fahri began to take a swing, then began to climb the trunk of a mango tree as high as about 12 meters with difficulty.

"Come on.. go go go go...! The spirit...! Find the young manggah...!" Dira yelled from under the tree.

Fahri managed to climb to the top and now his feet have perched on the sturdy trunk of the mango tree on the right.

"Hmmm... Wow, you're lucky, honey! The tree bears a lot of fruit! It smelled so good" Fahri held a mango hanging over his head and sniffed it.

Dira's eyes seemed to sparkle. "Waaahh... Really Iang...?? How is trus...? Young is not mango...?"

"Hmmm. I don't know, honey. Try me to pick one. You're dickin' downstairs. Try you who see this young what is not, because I do not understand the so-so Yank..."

"Jude okeee...! Yaudah Cepet Mas pick one mango! Trus throw it down! Ntar I'm tangkeeeppp...!" pekik Dira spirit.

Fahri was a beard up there.

"Nih Yank's. Stalk yes.." throw the mango from the top.

Huup! Dira caught him.

Then he pressed the flesh of the mango. And it turns out that the texture feels so soft. The color of the skin is yellow too.

"Hmmmm, Mom. This is a really strong mango! Not a young mango! If the young tuh, the color of his skin is still Ijo gitu Mas. The texture of the meat is still hard!" said explained.

Fahri seemed to scratch his head that did not itch.

"Okay, try to find it again...!" he didn't give up. Hanging from one branch to another, the samples make the wife amazed. Didn't expect the man he knew so authoritative and calm it turned out to be very good at climbing affairs. Especially if his wife panjatin, widih jago very wkwkwkwkk.

"Hmmm... Dear. I think all the mangoes are exactly all like the ones I picked up! That young mango whose characteristics you call it, there is no dear!" yelled Fahri from above.

Dira's face looked disappointed. "Well.mrs time... Darling?"

"Yes Honey...! Why do I lie to you, it's hard to climb like a gini...!"

Dira breathes slowly.

"Judah dear no papa. You're going down! Do not be there for a long time, will be bitten by ants...!"

Fahri exhaled quickly. He caught the disappointed look so clearly from the wife's face.

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