Not Mauku

Not Mauku
Eat a lot



"Yaps, right,?" dimas and Naya said together, "You're right Al, you have to find a woman who loves your children first, about you later, because it's a difficult one" Dimas said, and Naya nodded in affirming her husband's words.


"So you guys leave tomorrow, then,?" ask Aldo curiously.


Dimas looked back. "So, that's why therapy was on kencel for a while, if we just started therapy again," Dimas explained.


"Oh, ok.., take good care of your mother Naya, the road is arranged do not be in a hurry to avoid falling," Aldo's message to Naya.


"Don't you get attention, huh,? this is her husband," with a faint smile.


"Yes-yes, you're her husband, who says I'm her husband,?" Aldo shook his head.


"Alright doc," said Naya, the therapy was finished, Aldo immediately said goodbye because there was still business.


I say goodbye, because there is still business, and see you again, okay,? another chance,?" Aldo tidied up his bag, and took his cell phone.


"Ok, thanks,?" Dimas shook Aldo's hand, and drove him down.


Dimas and Aldo walked down the stairs, where Dimas' parents were talking.


"Where are Aldo's going, huh,?" mrs Hesa was very friendly.


"You're coming home aunty," said Aldo nodded.


"Well, what's the rush, then,?" go to Hesa's mom.


"It just so happens that there's more auntie business, huh,? how are you, om,?" Aldo turned his eyes to Mr. Dimas.


"Oh, good son Al, long time no see,?"


"Thank God, um, I'll say goodbye, see you next time, okay,?" Aldo continued his steps followed by Dimas, arriving at Aldo's door turning his body.


"I'll go home, see you later,"


"Ok, careful,?" Dimas smiled, Aldo walked up to his car, then drove forward quickly, leaving the place, Dimas closed the door, stepped into the nyamperin both parents.


Dimas sat on the sofa, for a moment chatting with his parents, because there was a sound of adzan magrib from a distance, Dimas moved, "Sir, Mak I live first, what,? we'll have dinner together.?"


"Ok" said his parents Dimas.


Dimas rushed up the stairs, to his room, there Naya was ready with her face and a holster for Dimas was ready on top of a container that had been held.


Dimas immediately entered the bathroom, all feeling to be able to urinate, shortly Dimas returned and performed the magrib prayer, continued learning njai together.


After everything Dimas and Naya put the former prayer on the table, "We eat yuk, okay,? hungry," Naya asked.


"Look, be careful of the way, okay,?" order Dimas, then walk in Naya's hand.


"I haven't been able to walk in a trailer, usually in a car,? he..,he.he..," chuckled to himself.


"Come," Dimas lightly held his wife's tiny body.


"No, put me down, okay,? let alone the road itself," Naya slightly thrashed but not ignored Dimas.


Arriving near the dining table, Naya is lowered, then Dimas shifts the chair to sit Naya, "Which father and Mama are, what,?" asked Naya dizzy looking for the whereabouts of her in-laws, in the living room is also not there.


Dimas turned to look at the Taty bi who was cleaning up, "Both of my parents where is Bi.?"


Bi Taty turned around, "Eh, maybe in his room, sir."


"Oh," Dimas nodded.


"Bi, there's no default, right,? same sambel,?" Naya Lirih, want to taste the same lalapan meal sambal.


"By Bi, the sauce in the fry first, if there is salted fish also in the fry, continue if there is cabbage same mustard on the boil briefly, but.., if the sauce ingredients have been fried, if the sauce has been fried, let me just make the sambel, Bibi will be too bothered," said Naya felt bad if she told her ART a lot.


"Good Mom," bi Taty prepared everything, while Dimas played mobile.


Naya's two in-laws approached and sat in her seats, "We thought you were still upstairs.?"


"From now on, sir," answered Naya while taking rice for Father and Mother-in-law, Naya also took it for her husband, basmalah Naya feed Dimas, "Honey do not eat,?" dimas asked in his swla to chew it, seeing his wife not eating.


"Later, wait for lalapan and sambal," Naya slowly.


"Well, why don't you eat Naya,?" The father-in-law asked why not eat, "Diet right.?"


"Don't diet later to dry her uterus because it is not healthy" continued Ms. Hesa.


"Hem, what's wrong, huh,? same diet dried uterus,?" murmured Naya in the heart, "No sir, I do not diet kok Mak, I just wait for cooked breakfast stew, the feeling of wanting to eat the same breakfast, sambal, have not eaten it for a long time," Naya smiled faintly.


"Oh that, my father's daughter-in-law should not look thin, embarrassed later on seen besan, in case her husband does not take care of his wife," said the Father-in-law, said, it made Naya laugh and Dimas shook his head.


"Good, eat a lot of vegetables or the ijo-ijo, do not eat a lot of cucumbers later muddy," said Hesa bu on Naya.


"Yes Mak" said Naya as she continued to feed Dimas, but Dimas was curious about the words of his mother.


"What's so muddy, Mak,? do cucumbers runny, right,?" full of curious.


Ms. Hesa turned to Dimas, "You don't understand,? later your wife's intimate organs muddy if you eat too much cucumber."


"Oh, yes.., good is muddy, rather than dry, I'm tormented later, the rice paddies aja better muddy than dry,?" Dimas with that innocent pretentious face, made Naya glare at Dimas.


"Well, why are you glaring at that,? it's really, isn't it..,?" ask Dimas wonder.


"What did you mean by talking just now,? don't talk about it too ah,?" whispered Naya while looking at her two in-laws who lowered their focus on eating.


Dimas even grinned, "Let's go, why baby,?" reply Dimas whispered in Naya's ear.


Naya throttled her lips, "How dare not this person,?" thought Naya while shaking her head, Dimas grinned even more.


Dinner Dimas finished, as well as his parents, Dimas sipped his mineral drink until the toilet, Naya gave a sambel, which was already fried Taty bi, lalapan was ready, salted fish was already available at the dinner table, naya just eat.


"Which, remember not to eat too much spicy, less good to get the stomach dear,?" said Dimas gently while stroking Naya's cheek.


"Yes, that's why I rarely eat sambal too," said Naya, Dimas wanted to move but Naya immediately asked, "Where are you going.?"


Dimas replied, "You go to the living room with Mama and Dad.?"


"Just sit here with me,?" Naya wrestled on Dimas's arm, and Dimas sat down at his place, accompanying his wife to a meal.


Naya was so very greedy and delicious, and ate a lot, Dimas was unceasingly smiling, "Tumben love to eat a lot.?"


"Huh,?" Naya turned her head with a forced smile, she continued to eat.


After Naya finished drinking and washing hands, immediately took a piece of sweet fruit, then cleaned the food marks, in stone by Dimas who moved dirty dishes to the sink, to be washed in prevent bi Taty.


"Let's Auntie, sir.?"


Dimas also sat back near Naya, Naya's lips getting red, but seemed very satisfied with her meal, "Hem.., her lips are sore," Dimas touched his finger on Naya's lips that looked red.


Naya sipped a drink to the toilet, did not say the words uttered by Dimas, "Yang, I want to talk to you and Mama first huh.?" but Naya just nodded.


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