ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 129: SO SWEET

Thus the pair of duo G who is getting sweeter than sweets. It even turned out that Gita's husband had a pent-up gokil soul that was extremely haqiqi. Or Gilang is also talented to be a magician. How not?

He had just finished cooking two cans of sardines, but it was quite unsettling for his wife.

The Gita is not only outwardly full, much more so her inner self who cheers the joy of pleasure. See firsthand Gilang's cooking style which he said was absurd, god-level zombies. Not in vain she has ideas and requests to Gilang, because really her husband is even more suitable to act in the stand up comedy event than participating in the mastercshef event.

"Kenyang neng's...?" asked Gilang with a look in his eyes towards Gita.

"Banget.." he nodded.

"Toment... The feeling of banyakan fun bribe for a'a deh earlier." Said Gilang who had been on his shoulder to eat a plate together with his mouthful.

"The stomach is small, the filling can't be much." replied Gita stroking her stomach.

"Hmm. but then eat again. Let the debay get big fast." Gilang stroked Gita's stomach.

"Yes... But it's like eating a tender a..." Gita's words were soft, but managed to make a riot in Gilang's heart, rather insecure not to let his wife ask to make the food again with him.

"Well or do you want to, baby?" soft asked did not accentuate his anxiety.

"Just want to, not really want to really" said Gita, know if her husband began to be confused.

"okay... We are looking for a plan. How is it in Bandung?" tawar Gilang hopes that demand can be delayed of course.

Gita shakes.

"Gi said there's a lot of fresh fish here."

"Keep....?"

"Yes, it must be delicious when the material is premium a'."

"of course. But even though the material is premium but that makes it professional. Maybe the results are disappointing, neng." Cross pairs of donk horses. To avoid the possibility of doing what happened after the idea of Gita appeared earlier.

"Later we ask Siska, maybe his mother has an acquaintance or a recommendation where people sell nice empek-empek here." Gita continued slowly, calming down the thought of Gilang who had been bad.

"Alhamdulillah. AGi thinks we want a'a to cook again make a sizzle."

"Who can do it?" the expression of gratitude Gilang actually opened the mind of Gitq who stared fixed the bead of her husband's eyes.

"Eh... Where can I make such food. Eating it rarely." Admit honestly.

Gita cupped Gilang's cheeks with both hands.

"the food... We ask for Siska's help." said Gita with anxiety.

Cup.

Gita's forehead was successfully stolen by Gilang.

"Come on... Next door." Invite Gilang not to delay the length of the search for the next kidaman.

"Deed... Still mager a.." whine Gita spoiled.

"Yes... Dear. Want to be carried to the room?" seduhan Gilang, because both of them are still at the dining table since.

"AG... Eneng is just pregnant. Not disabled or paralyzed. Self-preservation is mandatory, but motion is also not good you know." The Gita protest established itself, rising to the middle of the house.

"Yes unfortunately A'a." holding Gita's hand, they headed for the living room. Mirna just woke up from her nap and khilaf in the middle of Kevin's house.

"Ah... Excuse me. I overslept." Mirna was shy when she just found out she overslept.

"Ga nothing Mir, just sleep again." Answer Gilang.

"Not ah. Excuse me, brother." Mirna stood up to go back to the house next door.

"Eh... A little while Mir. Ask a little." Gita's fast.

"There are good empek-empek selling here?" ask Gita expectantly.

"Not to be arrogant, brother. Said the empek-empek made by the mother, the best in this village. Because of the celebration of Siska kak we just stopped production, but if marketing continues to be done by the manager of UP2K Village." It was clear that Mirna made the Gita somewhat incomprehensible.

"Where?"

"Mother is most relied on to make empek-empek in this village kak. However, in this village, the expertise possessed is not always dominated by the private party. So made a kind of group. The group was not only in the moment of making it, but there was also a place to sell it." Mirna is long.

"Oh that? So the point here is that someone sells donk empek empek?" Gita shortened Mirna's long talk earlier.

"Yes... If there's still stock." Mirna replied briefly this time.

"Where did Mir get it?" tanya Gilang is ready to hunt for food that his wife wants.

"Yes at UP2K Village kiosk."

"Can you tell me where it is?" gita Buru.

"eehmmm... Near the village hall. Gilang knows, right?" ask Mirna.

Gita shifted her gaze from Mirna to Gilang. Hope Gilang's answer is yes.

"Oh... Near the midwife's house yesterday?" Gilang.

"Yes kak, in the middle there is a department store owned by the village, which is managed in an orderly manner by the mother of the village PKK." Mirna always explains in detail.

"Don't know?"

"Banget is Neng."

"Alhamdulillah... A'a want to make some sweet?" ask Gita.

"Yes yes donk. The stay buy it doesn't want to. Cook for a sizzle, a'a willing."

"Unches... Unch.. aGi is the best." Hug Gita pleasure.

" Ntar a little afternoon' to there. It's still hot. After eating too. A'a rest first." Gita despite being pregnant, her hormones can still be invited to compromise apparently. Still very concerned about the condition of the husband who may be tired.

"Alhamdulillah." Cross hugs on the body of the Gita that always seems to contain a magnet. Always comfortable to hug.

Don't know why, Gita and Gilang are hugs. Kok Mirna and other readers who are flirtatious, happy and flowery after seeing the intimacy of this double G couple.

"Sorry brother. Mirna to the side first yes." Mirna could not long see the intelligence of the two creatures in front of her.

"Oh... Ja. Thanks for the info Mir." Answer the cheerful Gita.

Both of them looked at Mirna's back which was getting further from their view, then again sat on the sofa with Gilang collapsed on top of Gita's thigh.

With super soft movements, Gita stroked Gilang's hair.

"A'S'... Thanks for today yes. Eneng very happy, already made delicious food and gokil today." Gita said seriously.

"Miss... Finally the ideals of a'a were achieved."

"It's not a'a not finished college S2... How have you achieved your goals?" wonder Gita.

"Gi's ideals... Not just finish college."

"Keep...?"

"Cooking for a craving wife is the ideals of gi, neng. Long time hidden." Replied Gilang did not lose really looking at his wife.

"Yes.aGi is always so sweet. More dear a'a." Praise Gita.

Seriate...