PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

103 Pregnant milk

Zoya

Tonight for the first time Tiara stayed at our house. He'll stay here with me if Ezra has to work through the night.

Tiara's parents, who were like our own parents, delivered their daughter with a bag of Tiara clothes. I'm glad their families let me. I have two sisters, but unfortunately they are boys.

"Don't bother your brother and sister, Ti." Said Tiara's mother who I know named Nurul's mother.

"Yes, Mom."

Actually Tiara can go home anytime to her parents' house. Especially if Ezra is at home.

"This is your room, Ra." I said as I took her into the second room of this house.

"Thank you brother."

In the morning I was still hugging Ezra on the bed at a glance inhaling the aroma of cooking. My eyes opened perfectly. A tiara?

"Zraa...! Wake." I cut my husband's body.

"Heeemmmm..." He hugged me even more.

"Build Zra, Tiara cook up!" Whisper me to him.

Ezra immediately woke up. "Oh Allah, Tiara! It's still a clock..." Ezra saw the wall clock. "Hour 6.30, Zoy!" She's shocked. "We are devouring dawn prayers."

I laughed, we prayed at dawn this morning. But since the air was so cold and it was a holiday anyway, I took her to bed again.

"We pray dear." Ezra breathed a sigh of relief. "I forgot." He scratched his forehead.

We got out of bed and walked into the kitchen. Ezra pulled out the dining chair for me to sit on.

"Sit down, I'm gonna wash my face for a second." Ezra's Brief.

"Ra... Why are you cooking?"

"Eh..." She's shocked. He didn't realize our arrival? "Yes brother. It'sit's okay. Tiara used to help me at home."

"You can't sleep, can you? Not good enough sleep." My toot. I'm afraid he doesn't feel at home until he wakes up in the morning and looks for activities to get rid of his boredom.

"Can brother. It's so quiet even." Tiara moves in search of the dishes in the closet. He's been here before, so a little bit he's already laid out in this house.

Tiara placed three dishes on the table. And a big bowl of fried rice "We have breakfast, brother." Bring along.

"Wait for brother, yeah. I'm going to the bathroom for a minute."

Ezra came out of the bathroom and helped me walk in the bathroom. My often troubled pregnancy made her overprotective. Prohibit me this and that, and obey everything I want including asking Tiara to stay here.

The three of us sat on the dining chair. Plump eggs, fried sausages, sliced tomatoes and cucumbers became our fried rice dinner mates. A plate of fruit pieces and a glass of milk are also complementary.

I filled one by one our dishes with fried rice, then added eggs, sausages and cucumbers on top. "Don't use tomatoes, baby." Pinta Ezra's.

Tok...

"Assalamualaikum.dar..o.. oh..a.kak..." The voice I know mimics the way the twins talk in a cartoon series from the neighboring country when calling their atok.

"Who, brother? Let me open the door." Tiara stood up.

"Bring it up." Ezra got up and opened the door immediately. He was back in the kitchen with our guests this morning.

"Wiiiihhhh." Said the man named Nath as he looked at the fried rice on our plate.

Nath sat down. He was sitting next to Tiara because Ezra was sitting next to me.

"No more brother?" Ask.

"out of." Answer's short. There was still fried rice in the glass bowl.

Nath turned his head to the side and was surprised to see Tiara. "Astagfireullah! How here?"

"Udah from last time!" Sahut Tiara fast. Tiara stood up and took the plate for Nath.

"Fill yourself." Tiara placed the plate and spoon in front of Nath. I smiled at the manner of the two.

"Thank you, Lam-Tiara." Nath nyengir's. A lam? Lam what? What did Nath call Tiara? My eyes squinted at my sister's behavior on that one.

"Aren't you having breakfast at home? Why come here early." I said before I put rice in my mouth.

The first mouthful almost went into Nath's mouth "God forgot!" Nath again lowered his spoon and walked into the living room.

He came back with a paperbag in his hand. "Forgot! Even though I want to nganter this. Mom's orders."

A food box, with a Bapperware sincerity on top. I'll open this pink lid soon. "Waaah! Shine, Zra!" I'm thrilled. Yesterday I had a chance to contact my mom, I wanted to eat her homemade rendang.

"Eat, Ra!" I put it in the middle of the table so anyone could eat it.

"Tumben sister's cooking is a little different." Nath said as he chewed his food.

I frowned. Oh, this is Tiara's cooking. "That's it! Very repot."

I'm afraid Tiara is disappointed if Nath says it's bad. Although the actual cuisine is very good, it is a little different from my cooking, maybe the use of different spices.

"really. But this is better. More in tune with my tongue." He's mangosteen. Eat without pause until the rice on the plate toilet first than us.

I saw Ezra making a smile. "It's Tiara's cooking!" Speak quickly.

"Yahuukk!!! Uhuuk!!!" Nath coughed, but it was his last mouthful. Nath grabbed a glass of milk in front of him. He swooped up the toilet.

The three of us shut our mouths holding back laughter. When Nath put the empty glass back on the table, the three of us finally burst into laughter that could no longer be held back.

"Why?" Ask with a red face. Either because of choking or embarrassment.

"That's my milk." Saying to him.

"Yes why brother? It's so bad, the milk can't be drunk." He grumbled in annoyance. Tiara shut her mouth tighter. Nath glanced at the girl at a glance.

"That's pregnant mother's milk." Ezra's voice was like lightning in Nath's ear.

"What!" Nath put on his stupid face. And we laughed again.

Nath immediately ran to the bathroom and prepared to spit out his entrails.

Ezra walks and pulls Nath out of the bathroom. "You want us all to vomit because you hear Nath's voice vomit?"

Nath is back in the chair. He grabbed a sheet of tissue to wipe his mouth wet with faucet water.

Ezra's right, if he vomits I'll make sure I vomit and not to mention Ezra and Tiara who lost their appetite.

"I'm not going to get pregnant, am I?" ask him with a worried face.

Tiara walked over to the sink and placed her dirty dishes there. He's waiting for us. I saw his shoulders shaking, he was still laughing at Nath.

"No, Nath. If the milk of pregnant women can make pregnant, it is not possible to sell freely."

"Huhuuhh! My heart almost fell out of my brother." Nath held her chest.

I still want to laugh at Nath, but that's it. I don't want to make her face turn red.

"You go to the reading house, Ra?" ask me on Tiara who has finished washing dishes and dirty cookware.

"Yes brother. But later. I'm gonna wash my clothes first."

"Bareng Nath."

"No need to wash, Ra. There'll be an aunt coming."

"But brother"

"Leave it, Ra. You just need to accompany Zoya. Not doing homework." Cut Ezra.

Nath

We arrived at the reading house after a heated debate between me and Tiara along the way. We were riding a sport bike, and he was reluctant to hold on.

Tiara came down with great difficulty, because of her height. Fear of body shaming.

"Say what?" I said because the tiara immediately walked away from me. This reading house has been opened by other workers. Even the woman was seen sweeping the floor.

"Thank you." She smiles. Sweetie!

Astagfirullah. I immediately realized my thoughts. Beautiful what? Ngeselin's half dead, yes.

Tiara turned around with a helmet dripping in her hand. The helmet belonged to bang Ezra. "If you need a friend to the obstetrician. I will gladly accompany." He ogled.

Kan's! He's starting again. I glanced at him. And he walked quickly while being broken.

Getting pregnant? I'm not really going to get pregnant, am I? I have to find out! Yes, a real handsome guy like me can get pregnant with a glass of milk.

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