NOT SITI NURBAYA

Tasya Artificial Milk Pie

Reza spoke seriously there. Without needing an explanation from Reza, Tasya knew who called her husband.

Reza turned off his phone.

"Monday bring proposals and samples there. Actually it is not necessary, but for formality only" said Reza

"I'm in residence again?" ask Tasya

"We go to the office equally dear, Aa won't be long. Adit is also at work" Reza explained

"Thank God" said Tasya

"Why baby? You don't want to get away from Aa, do you?" reza Goda

Tasya shy.

"It's not me, it's your son" Tasya said

"Yes Dedek, Dedek is anxious" said Reza insinuating him as he gently kissed the wife's forehead.

"It's so bad, baby" he said

"Yes asleep, I want to help Bi Tinah" Tasya explained

"So. Here just accompany Aa dear" Pinta Reza while hugging her.

Reza closed her eyes, while Tasya's hands were busy stroking her husband's head. She suddenly kissed her husband's face.

"Why? Admired huh?" Reza grinned. His eye lines seemed to fold as Reza developed his smile. A beautiful smile that would make anyone who saw it would be enchanted.

"Yes, Aa handsome" praised Tasya

"Tumben you muji-muji Aa. There must be something he wants" Reza accused

"If I wanted something, I'd say. No need to praise first" Tasya said

Reza chuckled at her while confirming his wife's words. He closed his eyes again.

***

Tasya released the apron attached to his body. She smiled happily as she looked at her homemade milk pie which she was practicing after seeing the recipe from her phone.

"Wangi Neng" Bi Tinah approached.

"Bi Tinah would like to?" Ask Tasya

"Make Reza first" he said

"Nothing, A Reza is still sleeping" Tasya cut the oval-shaped cake into a triangle.

"The skin is very fragile, yes Bi" Tasya took the milk pie skin crumbs and put it in his mouth.

"Emmm.. Nice" he said proudly

Tasya gave the hot cake to Bi Tinah.

"Sit here Bi" Tasya asked her. Bi Tinah who was tempted by the Tasya-made cake immediately sat on the chair. Bi Tinah started cutting the cake, blowing it, then devouring it. Instantly his face sparkled.

"Enak Bi?" ask Tasya

"Enak once" he said as he swallowed the milk pie.

"It's shiny once, wear gelatin to make it?" tanya Bi Tinah

Tasya laughed at once.

"No Bi, gelatinous lifetime. Pudding dong is."

" The ingredients are just flour, milk, and eggs" Tasya explained

"It's so exciting, what are you doing?" ask Reza to approach them.

"A Reza, try this" Tasya said, cutting the cake and scooping it with Reza

"Pa.. Nas.." Reza breathed his breath in every word.

Bi Tinah laughed.

"Sorry.. I'm sorry, I thought it was warm" Tasya immediately gave water to Reza.

"Enak A?" ask Tasya

"How does Aa feel it. Hot knows!" Reza pouted

"Yes sorry" Tasya smiled

Tasya moved the pieces of cake for Reza into a small plate.

"Enak once Za" said Bi Tinah

The impatient Reza immediately cut the milk pie. Then eating.

"Lumer, it's so good, baby." said Reza

"Enak right?" tasya said as he snatched the cake from Reza's plate

"Have Aa" Reza seemed unwilling to share it

"Geez A, there are many. Even if it runs out later I can make it again" Tasya said

"Should. Aa likes your making. So no need to buy" Reza grinned

"Kiwi is finished dear" said Tasya

"Yes, we'll buy it. All the streets" said Reza

"Are you better?" ask Tasya

"It has. Thank goodness."

"Mam, again" pinta Reza while offering an empty plate

Tasya cut the cake back.

"Pa, Papa want some cake?" said Tasya when he saw Mr. Danu in a sports suit going to the back garden

"Why do you love Papa anyway dear" Reza gave a greeting to Mr. Danu by insinuating him

"Because Papa is special" he said without glancing at Reza

Tasya gave the cake to her in-laws. He was waiting for the praise from his father-in-law.

"What a son. Sweet is fitting for Papa" said Mr. Danu amazed

"Smart manku. Papa likes Sya" he said later

"Who wife used to be" Reza interrupted him

"If not betrothed by Papa it is impossible to be your wife" Mr. Danu is proud of himself

***

"Wear her maternity clothes. Your stomach is already visible" Reza said

"What time?" Tasya looked at himself fixedly from the reflection of the mirror.

"It has. Ni" Reza tucked both hands from behind while forming Tasya's stomach

"Little darling. I wear this also do not feel crowded" he said

"Yes, it's up to Mami to be comfortable" Reza gave up

They went out of the room and said goodbye to Mr. Danu.

"Where are we going A?" ask Tasya

"Fruit shop"

"After that?"

"Where do you want it?" Reza asked back

"Hm.. Don't know. Where ya?" Tasya seemed to think

"Mall?" ask Reza

"Wouldn't. I want it out in the open" Tasya said

"OK" Reza said, twisting his brain

***

Upon arrival at the fruit shop, as usual Tasya slim down to the kiwi shelf. He had memorized exactly where the kiwi was kept.

"Aa want watermelon juice Sya" pinta Reza

"A one-time hobby is eating watermelon juice" Tasya said

"Fresh. Especially cold"

They are busy choosing kiwis.

"Reza" said someone

"Eh Dit, meet us again. Are we fooling?" saya Reza while laughing

They are now getting familiar with calling each other's names.

"Bu Reza" said Adit kindly

Tasya smile.

"Oh yes, this is my wife" Adit glanced at his wife

"Hi Mbak" said Tasya kindly

"How many months?" tannya

"Five six streets" Tasya said

"My wife is also pregnant" Adit said

"Well? Congratuations. Goal directly so" said Reza. They both talk back

"How many moons?" ask Tasya

"It's only been two months" he replied

"Call me Mira, mbak" he said

"Call me also Tasya. It feels like I'm so old to be called Ma'am" Tasya refused

They talked about pregnancy. Sometimes they laugh together to tell their silliness during pregnancy. And Adit and Reza, they're close first.

"Where are you after this?" ask Adit

"He wants to go for a walk" Reza said

Tasya and Mira are still talking. They exchanged cell phone numbers. After that, the two separated.

"I'm happy with his wife Adit A. It was nice talking" Tasya said

"Yes. You are the same age" said Reza

"who said it?" tasya

"Adit story. We are the same darling. He's my age, and so are you and his wife" Reza said

"Couldn't be the same? We can marry an om-om" Tasya said

"Yes, cool that om-om can get young leaves that are still amateurs anyway." ledek Reza

"Hey a Reza mah!" Tasya pouted

"Once you say om-om continues" Reza grumbled

"From Aa calling me ukhti-ukhti" Tasya was no less pouting

They argue along the way.