Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Rambutan

Ready, Sir!" I smiled as cold as ever.

"Please change clothes first. They ate, huh?"

"Yes, Mas. I'm also a laper, huh."

"You haven't eaten yet?" Ridho's face looked worried.

I smiled shyly. "So I've been eating pecel catfish on the street, but it's still laper."

"Pecel lele? Don't you like it?"

I was stunned for a moment. I just realized that all this time I didn't really like the food. "Ga know too, Mom. Look at the ad picture, interested in eating."

"Oh that way," said Ridho while taking a change of clothes.

I sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Ridho to get dressed. Afterwards, I prepared the tableware for us. Ridho helps fill drinking water into the glass.

We also had lunch together. Sambal terasi and fried chicken that I cooked this morning also become lunch. I eat with vigor until sweat breaks out.

"Why do you think hunger is eating it?" asked Ridho while looking in wonder.

"Huh?" I stared at Ridho at a glance. "It's normal, Mom."

Ridho looked at me more closely. "Sampe that's a warning."

I felt a wet forehead. My lips curl a smile. "Maybe the weather's hot."

Ridho stared out the window. "Yes, anyway. It's really hot."

After eating and taking a break, I decided to clean myself in the bathroom. Soon in Ashar time. It feels like lingering in the water if you do not think of Ridho who also wants to take a bath.

I rushed out because Ridho had already knocked on the door. Smiled spoiled as he looked in wonder at me. I don't know why, I've been in a good mood for a few days.

"A long time, Non?" ask when we passed.

"Great, sir," I said grinning the horse.

Ridho also went into the bathroom. After putting it neatly, he said goodbye to the mosque. I immediately prepared for the Ashar prayer. After praying, I read a few pages of Allah. My feelings are getting better.

I looked at the window next to the room not far from the neighbor's house. The rambutan tree with its green pistil. Looks like we need to add those plants in the back of the house.

Suddenly, the red and sweet shadow of the rambutan flashed through my mind. It must be refreshing in this hot heat. Instantly my saliva rises.

Ask Mas Ridho to buy it out of time, yes. I hope someone sells near here.

Shortly thereafter, a greeting was heard from Ridho. I answered him from the room. Rushed out of the room, then approached her.

"Mas .. see, the next-door neighbor has a rambutan tree."

"Yes. I have also seen. Wh why? You want to buy the seedlings too?"

I nodded slowly. "But ... Now I want to eat the fruit."

I bit my lips to hold back the feeling of arrogance. Ridhou had not been home from the office long. The fatigue has not gone away. However, the red rambutan fruit does not want to disappear from my mind.

"Still that green, dear .. it's not the season of rambutan now."

I looked at him with a sad look. "So, I can't eat rambutan now?"

"Duh ... How do you do that?" Ridho smiled gently. "Tomorrow, I'm looking at the fruit shop. Someone is selling."

I looked back at him with a sorry look. "I mean ... this afternoon buy it."

Ridho scrunched his forehead. "Tumbens?"

"What?" I asked back.

"Usually it never means anything if you want something. I don't even want to take nicotine often."

I grinned the horse. "Once, Mom. You're not coming out again, are you?"

Ridho caressed my cheek. "Papa, dear .. mas just wonder."

"Yes already. I'm waiting at home, yes" I said with enthusiasm.

"Huh?" I was a bit surprised to hear Ridho's words.

Did ya?

My hands spontaneously touched a flat stomach. Little hope that it's true. But I dare not expect more. Moreover, there are no signs that indicate that I am pregnant like before.

"I don't think so, Mas. I was wanting to. No nausea or dizziness like first."

Ridho seemed to think. "Yes, anyway. But .. who knows if you are pregnant even though you are not nauseous. I bought a testpack too, huh?"

I stared at Ridho. She seems to be hoping that I am pregnant. What if I let her down?

"When I'm not pregnant, how are you?" I ventured to ask.

Ridho changed the look on his face. "Gga papa, dear ... You don't think too much, yes."

I just nodded. "I'm afraid of cheating, Mom."

"Hush!" Ridho grabbed me in his arms. "Don't say that .. mas want to buy a testpack to make sure. So that we are more alert if there is a baby candidate in your stomach."

I blinked. Unknowingly my tears are dripping. "Yes, Mas. Buy aja. I'll use the tools tomorrow."

Ridho kissed my forehead. "Yes already. Go first. Don't think anything weird, yeah. I just want to be more careful."

"Ok," I said briefly.

Honestly, I can't speak anymore. My feelings are mixed. Between sad and a little curious. Could there be a baby in my stomach?

Nearly an hour later, Ridho returned with two packs in his hand. I who was watering the flowers immediately turned off the faucet and put the hose into place. Ridho walked over to me.

"The fruit is there, Mommy?"

"There's donk! Far away from buying it, this. About what gift, huh?"

Ridho laughing. "Geez! Really craving like a wife. Go home directly nanyain fruit."

"Please don't say that, ah!" I grimaced a little.

"What gift?" I asked while grabbing the package in his hand.

Ridho winked. "Hm ..hm!"

I'm blinking lips. "Basic!"

My man's broken. "Joking, dear .. The gift is enough to take care of health. Especially if the result is positive."

My movement stopped. "Mas ... don't be sad if the result is negative, huh?"

I tried to calm Ridho's feelings, even though my heart was no less agitated. Ridho smiled, then invited me in. Once inside the house, he closed the door.

"Mas aware, kok .. if the child is the care of the Power. We can't force on whom God wants to leave that gift to whom" he said, then kissed my hand.

I caressed her cheeks lovingly. "Yes, Mas. I'm sorry, I've doubted my trust."

"No problem. Let's get the rambutan!"

I opened the package with passion. "Well, it's a red color."

"Yes. You're grinning?"

I replied with a nod. "Thank you, Mas .. sweet the rambutan."

"Together, my dear."

For a while I was busy with fruit that was very meoggodai color. Ridho just looked at me with a sigh. He refused when I was offered to taste the sweet fruit.

"Oh yes. When do you want to try the testpack?"

My body suddenly stiffened. "Ng ... later tonight, Mas." I try to avoid talking about getting pregnant. "Or tomorrow, please. The result is more accurate at dawn than any article I've ever read."

Ridho ruffled my hair, then smiled. "All right, Mrs Ridho."