Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

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AYU POV

Undergoing this pregnancy is easy for me to feel, sometimes nausea vomiting, do not want to eat, difficult to sleep or just lie down. Want him to keep moving to do something so that Sister Sus often yells against me if doing activities at home.

Like this time, I was sweeping my room. Sister Sus who knew I was holding a broom immediately came and took over politely, and I could only frown at it.

"Oh, did Sister Sus say, Mom. Don't sweat. Let this be all Mama's doing. I stay in my room!" he said while continuing to sweep. He didn't stop his activities and just kept nagging.

"Mbak Sus, Ayu was bored at home, sleep can not, nothing can not. Then what should Ayu do, dong?" ask me with annoyance. I just follow him to the front door.

"Yes, what is it? Mr. Arga is not aware that Ayu works, when we want to just that. It will be called me and the others will not take responsibility anymore" he said in a confused tone.

"Yes, can't I?" I have a little protest.

"It's not okay, but Ma'am Sus do not dare if the word father can not," he said again. I just sighed with annoyance at his words.

"Ah, anyways Arga is using forbidden everything. I'm okay" I said muttering.

"That's the sign of my dear father to Bu Ayu," said Mbak Sus, now has finished his job and passed me just like that.

"Yes baby, but Ayu no job will be bored as well, Ma'am." I followed Sister Sus back into the house.

"Yes, if Bu Ayu wants to protest not to me, but to my father" he asked.

I was sitting in the dining chair, because Gara hadn't come home from school, there was still an hour left until she came home. Just waiting for him to come home to spend some boring time.

"It's food, will you?" mbak Sus asked while carrying a bowl containing meatballs in there. The smell of the food made me feel hungry.

"Where is this from?" I was curious, because Ma'am Sus did not look out of the house earlier.

"Bikin it, there was leftover chicken meat, it feels bored if it is made cooking, so yes Mbak prank making chicken meatballs," said Mbak Sus.

It was delicious, savory. "Quiet, it's safe from micin really, really" he said.

I ate one meatball and it does taste quite good, especially the sauce that he said without a micin but can be savory like this.

"But savory huh? Don't you use this micin?" I just can't believe it.

"Yes, don't use it. Believe the same Sus. Where'd you ever see Sister Sus using micin when cooking?" tanyanya.

True, I have never seen in the kitchen there is a micin, because I personally do not use the spice in my cooking.

One by one the round food has entered my mouth, very good even though tampa additional seasoning or sauces and other soy sauce.

"I want dong tajarin to make chicken meatballs" I asked.

"Can, sometime, if Mbak to the market and buy chicken meat," he said. I nodded excitedly hearing it.

The food was gone, but I still felt like it again and again. I approached Sister Sus and asked for additional meatballs. A bowl of meatballs without sauce is in there.

While waiting for Gara to come home I ate the meatballs on the porch of the house. It seems like I spent more than five pieces while waiting for Gara to come home, until finally a car now goes into the gate and stops in the garage.

"Mama!" gara shouted after getting out of the car and running towards me. Arga also just got down from there while loosening his tie.

"What did you eat?" ask Gara after arriving in front of me.

"Hey, where's the greeting?" my many.

She laughed embarrassedly, smiling grimacingly revealing her dated teeth. "Assalamualaikum" he said, holding out his hand and kissing the back of my hand.

"Waalaikumsalam, it's greetings when you go home. Wanna?" bargain me with a meatball on Gara.

"You!" His mouth opened wide and took a bribe from me.

"Buy where?" asked Arga with her mouth full.

"No buying. Sister Sus made it."

"Oh, delicious. There's still no, huh? Papa wants to."

"Abside too!" exclaim Gara then ran following Arga's footsteps into the house.

"Don't spend. I still want to!" too!" I don't lose screaming. When else can I make my stomach full? Until the current pregnancy I still difficult to receive food so mom still send vegetables from home for me.

I struggled to get to the dining table, now the father and son are eating together with great pleasure.

"Mbak Sus, there's still, right?" my many. Honestly this time the food made me want again and again.

"There's another bowl, right. He deliberately separated," he said. I smiled happily and asked Sister Sus to bring it for me to eat.

"Well, is it lacking?" mama Sus asked confused. I just smiled shyly. The same food as the others he served me, complete with gravy and onions and celery. The three of us enjoyed the food until it was over.

"You like it, Yu?" ask Arga. I nodded without answering because my mouth was full.

"Don't like it too!" shout Gara.

Arga then took something out of his pants pocket, took out a wallet and gave some sheets to Mbak Sus.

"Tomorrow again. Make a lot of stock if Ayu wants. How long does the baso last in the refrigerator?"

"One week is also strong" replied Sus.

"Just set it up so that every day is there and it can be for everyone who is here if you want," Arga said again. Ma'am Sus nodded in understanding and put the money into his negligent pocket.

"Alhamdulillah." Gratitude and prayer after eating. He shifted the empty bowl to the center of the table.

"It's over?" my many. Because nodding. "Change clothes and keep bobo at noon," I said. He nodded again and ran towards the stairs.

Arga and I went into the room.

"Tumben you're home? Not busy?" ask me while opening the tie around his neck. Usually Arga will take a shower before going to the office again.

"Not busy, so you can pick up Gara," he said as he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Oh, I thought the boss's job was busy in the office, but after becoming the owner's wife even knew that it turned out that the subordinates were more working, while the owner went home freely," my spoken. Arga was not angry, instead chuckled listening to my words just now.

"I'm the owner, the owner, free dong" he said as he lowered his thick eyebrows.

"Yes, can. But not every day you go home. What else do you say you go home a lot now?" my many.

Arga chuckled and kissed my forehead gently.

"I came home because I missed you and our son. I am anxious to see your stomach now, getting forward," he said with a smile and rubbing my stomach, a smooth movement felt there shingga made my stomach a little linu.

"Ah." I hissed as the subtle movement felt there, someone was moving incoherently when close to his father.

"Why?" ask Arga to worry.

"It's nothing, it's just a really strong move, so I'm linu" I explained.

"Oh, let's not play sports, yuk!" Bring along.

"Huh? Siang gini's. Hot ah," my dear.

"There, all the while. Yuk!" Without waiting for my answer he pulled me into the bathroom.