ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 140: GOING HOME

Gilang has returned from the house next door. Not only the rest of the grilled fish he got last night, but the new grilled fish made by Siska's mother with sambal that looks better than last night.

“The rice is ripe Neng, let's have a quick lunch and, late breakfast.” Gilang's smile grew. The fragrant shampoo from Gita's scalp sent information, that his wife had already taken a bath while he was living next door.

“Maafin Eneng yes, a’.” He is bowing as if sorry.

“For ...?”

“When Eneng took a shower, under closed soap used his single concert has not returned to its original place.” His words were almost inaudible.

Confused to answer what.

“Propay yes a’a. Hopefully Eneng will be strong and better soon. Eneng also fear sin as husband.” Sickly next.

“A’a dear Eneng, a’a mau Eneng and our child healthy. A’a fine kok.” Gilang's fine pat on the back of his wife's hand.

“Pokonya after this Eneng effort deh, suppress the desire that suddenly appears and a little strange this a’.” Gita's promise to Gilang while rubbing her stomach.

“Do not force. That's not Eneng's wish. A’a Ikhlas, likes it even. No matter how difficult it is to ngadepin Eneng now, it will certainly not be comparable to the tiredness of Eneng later bring dede bayik in Eneng's stomach. Everything needs Neng process, and we already really want in this phase.” Gilang stood up to kiss Gita's forehead before eating.

“Thank you dear husband.”

“Goodbye beloved mother.” They are indeed the youngest couple throughout the Mahesa family yes gaiish. So, it is a bit more in the business of communicating and acting.

Lunch is over, whining to eat choco chip was ignored. Drowsiness attacks both. Not much different from kebo, while in this village their work is only eating and sleeping.

The sun is sliding, about to return to its strife. Gita sniffed another unpleasant scent from her husband's mouth.

“A’a .. later if you buy choc0 do not forget to buy a mask also yes.” Pintanya.

“Why ..?”

“Let's ga nauseous.” The answer is to stay away from Gilang.

“Oh .. father's son can't stand the smell of a scented father. Okay dede. Father understands, he wants me to always be neat, fragrant, clean and fresh.” Knot Gilang itself.

“Still yes a’. Understanding.” Gita is soft, as if starting to be able to control her emotions. Start to be able to manage where the baby wants and common sense.

“A’a bath later from the warung aja ya Neng. Let's not shower often. Choco, mask moreover ...?” Understand this is a village that does not have an air-cooled market like many in big cities. Thus, Gilang must carefully choose groceries in a complete stall.

“E. If there is, there must be.” It was as if Gita would express her wish again.

“What's dear ..?”

“It ... Eneng wanted. Mouth a’a wine smell.” The answer was a little stifled and somewhat confused himself by his request.

“Gimana ..?”

“Ehm. A’a buy a wine-scented toothpaste yes. For a’a wear. So later his breath will smell wine.” Gita translated her wish.

“Pasta scented wine. Oh, that makes a toddler yes Neng. Okay.” Respond Gilang understand.

“Sorry yes a’ ..” Gita tau, she is back chatty.

“Ga papa, it's easy dear. A’a stay first. Want to be next door? Let's have a friend chat.” Tawar Gilang who is always friendly to his wife.

But the situation next door was also quiet.

“Bu .. mother.” Call Gita into the house.

“Iya Neng ..” Answer mom from kitchen direction.

“Where is quiet ...?”

“Siska and Asep streets afternoon Neng. Mirna les extra .Antoni follow the father of wood.” Siska's mother answered gently.

“Oh. Remote storage yes bu ..?” asked Gita who was next to him and there was Gilang.

“Lumayan anyway, what do you want to find? Once at home mom.” The bargain is understanding.

“Choc0 ch!p, same mask wine-flavored toothpaste, bu.” Gilang first describe what will be in his way.

“Oalaaaah. I only have the mask. Toothpaste the presence of the aroma of betel. Want?”

“No bu.” Gita immediately replied quickly and firmly.

“Ya already, Gilang find yourself aja ma'am. Titip Eneng yes, next to ga there is the theme.” Said Gilang leave his wife.

“Iya .. definitely mother save.” Siska's mother replied happy.

“Eh .. nak Gilang. To the shop pake what?” ask when they have stepped outside the house.

“Ya walk is ma'am. All the transfortation tools here, all used right?”

“The road is far away on foot, Lang. Mom has a mini bike. Better use mom's bike. Still good kok.” Siska's mother fervently.

“Bby deh bu, weigh walk.” Cross out where it cares it's a mini bike or a mono bike. For him as long as it can be used quickly from walking. Doesn't matter. He is also not shy again have to pedal a bicycle that even has a basket in front of him. Because it is indeed a bicycle belonging to Siska's mother, before having an electric bicycle.

The day was fast passing, it did not feel seven days were Gilang and Gita was in the village with all the amazing taste. Asep and Siska were not as long as they were in Cikoneng. They have returned to Bandung, considering that Asep's leave is over. Only two G couples are the longest there, because waiting for the examination from the village midwife to allow them to return to Bandung.

Seven days of thrill. However, it can be passed well and smoothly, thanks to being near Siska's mother who is super understanding. Siska's mother is able to give understanding to Gilang, also reminding Gita to always keep the feelings of a husband who may feel tired of dealing with it that is unstable.

Tama has been sent to Cikoneng to pick up Gita and Gilang, when the village midwife has allowed them to drive for a long time. The back of the car's luggage was full of food stock for the Gita. From fresh fish stocks, to frozen food made by Cikoneng kahs in brong by Gita and Gilang. Because that's the only thing Gita tastes now.

“Main again here yes, mom will miss you guys.” The kisser of Siska's mother sends back Gilang and Gita.

Pun Gita, cry haru. Parting with understanding supe mother even in his sense more care for him than Indira his own birth mother.

“Aja's mother who nemenin Eneng in Bandung. Mirna same Antoni, move yuk. Sama kak Gita aja school in Bandung.” Take the spoiled Gita.

“So, after graduating SMA. Mirna will continue her studies in Bandung. Want to follow in your footsteps who became a Bachelor.” Mirna calms Gita down.

“But ... don't join Siska, yes. Same with Gita.” Whining pregnant women who are still there is just an idea.

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