Preferred Woman
What a special day
While in the dining room, where Zian was with his mother-in-law, Miss Desi was having a conversation. Desi's mother ate fruit with her son-in-law talking about trends in clothes, shoes, and bags. Until finally we talk about the descendants.
"Zian, you've been married to Genta for almost two years, baby! But why are there no signs that you are pregnant and pregnant. This is not to be taken lightly, boy! You and your husband should check with an obstetrician, dong!" said madam Desi.
"Good, mama! Later Zian will invite bang Genta to check with an obstetrician," said Zian with soft and polite language.
"I guess you're the one with the problem in your womb. If Genta, my son would have been good seeds. Genta was born from a healthy family and none of his descendants are barren" said Miss Desi with ketus. It really made Zian's heart look like it was pierced by a dagger. Indirectly, Madam Desi has alleged that Zian was barren because of her family's descendants.
Zian instantly lowered his head. Zian was always sad to remember this one thing. Mami papi Zian also always questioned this matter when meeting. Especially now that almost every day Zian will meet with his parents in the office. Mami Juan would be even more chatty if she saw Zian tired. It will affect Zian in his reproductive process. If the woman is tired it will also affect the success to produce seeds embedded in the uterus.
Footsteps approached the two women of different generations. He is Genta.
"Well, it looks exciting, mama and son-in-law are chatting!" sahut Genta as he approached Madame Desi and kissed her right and left cheeks. Zian smiled widely when he saw his husband was so fond of his mother.
"Yes, dong! We talked about the latest trends of clothing models, branded bags, shoes. Occasionally invite your wife to shopping dong, Genta! It's a pity that Zian is far behind about the current model" said Miss Desi.
"Zian is wearing a hijab, mama! No need for weird dong! It's just beautiful, anyway" said Genta, winking at Zian. Zian replied with a smile.
"Well Genta! Although wearing a hijab should still follow trends and fashion. I'll take Zian shopping sometime" said Miss Desi.
"Yes, please mama!" genta Sahut.
"Oh yes, mama! We go home first! I want magrib!" said Genta then approached Zian who was still sitting at the dining table. Zian stood up and prepared to shake hands with his mother-in-law. Genta cipika-cipiki with her mom.
"Oh yes, Genta! You still owe me!" said madam Desi remembering right. Genta scrunched his forehead.
"debt? What do I owe you?" ask Genta.
"You haven't given mom papa a funny grandchild" replied Miss Desi.
"Oh that's yeah! Pray it, ma! We can soon be blessed with that little baby" said Genta.
"Aamijin! Don't forget, Genta! You should check your wife to the gynecologist well, so that you can know if there is a problem in her womb," advises Miss Desi.
"Yes, mom!" genta Sahut.
"Mama, Zian pamit ma! Next time we stop by the house of my mother, papa" said Zian.
"Okay, be careful on the road, son!" said madam Desi.
*****
"I'm sorry, mommy dad!"genta said as he glanced towards Zian.
Genta this time was driving by Zian's car. The car was a birthday present from his papi mami when Zian was 24 years old. Genta himself no longer has any valuable assets. Everything was sold to cover his debts.
"Why are you sorry, bang? My mom is not wrong!" sahut Zian's.
"Yes, even so I feel bad too if mama has brought up the matter of our grandchildren" said Genta.
"It's okay bang! That's perfectly natural. Even my parents are always busy wanting it. We've been married for almost two years, but haven't had a son yet. God hasn't given that trust to me, bang! Maybe I don't deserve to be a mother. As a wife, I'm not perfect, bang if you haven't felt pregnant and giving birth," said Zian.
"Zian, baby!" genta Sahut. Genta immediately pulled over his car and stopped by the side of the road.
Zian looks teary. Genta slightly shifted his seat and encapsulated both of Zian's cheeks. Those tears fell down also in the corner of Zian's eyes. Genta slowly rubbed her.
"Hi, don't cry dong! We have to keep trying. Okay well? The next day we go to the gynecologist, baby! Dong's spirit! Don't despair. Okay?" genta. Genta kissed Zian's forehead. Zian nodded slowly.
"I'm sorry, Zian bang! Zian could not love the little baby in Zian's womb, yet" Zian said back as he pleased.
"Darling! Don't cry dong darling! I am so sad!" genta. Zian tried to smile even though he was very sad. Genta is running his car. On the way to the house, the two of them did not talk much. Genta is also confused if he has faced his moody wife if he remembers not being able to get pregnant. It was almost two years of their marriage.
"Come, come down baby! After this we'll try again. Hopefully the seeds I planted in your womb will develop into a fetus" said Genta when the car had arrived in their home car garage. Zian suddenly met his red face.
Genta took his wife into the house and the two stepped into their master bedroom.
"Bang, I take a shower!" said Zian. But before Zian was about to enter the bathroom, Zian's arm was held back and pulled by Genta. The body is held and embraced by the Genta.
"Later take a shower, I want to do it now" said Genta. Zian scrunched his forehead staring at the handsome face of her husband.
"But my body is sticky and the smell of sweat, bang!" said Zian.
"No, I like this!" genta Sahut. The forehead was smothered. The two cheeks were summarized back by Genta. Zian's beautiful red lips are really very interesting to be touched by Genta. Slowly the hijab covering Zian's hair and head was removed by Genta. The long straight hair is now beautifully unraveled. The waxy shampoo is still yelling. Genta kisses Zian's hair which seduces him.
"Sweetie! You are so beautiful. Thank you for showing me only your beautiful hair" said Genta. Zian smiled shyly.
"Can I do it now?" ask Genta. Zian nodded his head slowly. After his Genta began to slowly provide stimulus to Zian.
"May you like it and enjoy it baby!" whispered Genta while kissing the red lips of the pomegranate.
