Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

250. Go along

I returned to the room, leaving Gara who was now eating together with Sari. Arga had woken up and had just finished taking a shower. His face looked tired, but a smile fell on his lips. Her hair still looks wet.

"Where from?" tanyakanya.

"From the kitchen, eat."

"Oh, thank God that you have eaten. Sister Sus has made meatballs again?"

"Not yet, he said again to the supermarket to buy meat."

"What do you eat the same?"

"Madein noodles with Sari."

"Don't eat a lot of noodles. Not good for your health," he said, while putting a t-shirt on his body, his stomach now looks a little fat poking similar to me.

"Tau, Honey. But not much. Only this once, though. Ask Ma'am Sus later when do I eat noodles?" my word.

"Yes, once in a while, but not often." Sweating again.

"Yes." Yeah." Arga is now combing her hair that has begun to be long.

"Where are you going? How neat is it?" ask her.

"To the mall, yuk. Buy shirt. Lots of pants are overcrowded, huh." Invite him while stroking his distended stomach. I laughed amusedly, the belly of the box he used to be proud of is no longer there. I approached him, stroked my round stomach and juxtaposed the size of each of us.

"Almost the same, yeah. How are we gonna be gini twins, anyway?" he looked at the mirror in front of him.

"Haha, don't know, tuh. You rarely exercise now," I said.

"There's no time, tired,"

"Whatever, casual work is so tired," I told him.

"It's enough night sports, Ma. It's better to exercise together" he said with a small laugh.

I roll lazy eyeballs, he's always just like that. Thought ... ouch! So bawdy!

"How did you wake up?" ask Arga now.

"Here, it was again eating the same Sister Sari near the fish pond."

"I'm looking for Gara first, huh. He's not coming, is he?"

"Certainly come along. The child is the most fun if invited to the mall," I said with a laugh.

"Okay, you change clothes. I'm gonna ask Gara." Arga then left the room.

I immediately changed my shirt with a new wide robe that Arga bought last week. Wide veil to cover under the chest I also wear, in line with the robe I wear now. Without any makeup at all I came out of the room, coinciding with Gara who had just come down from the top floor along with Sari.

"Are you ready?" ask Arga. I nodded and followed her footsteps out of the house towards the car.

Almost two hours we went in and out into the store clothes and shoes, we already brought the clothing we bought. Gara carried two cardboard bags while Arga carried four, two of hers two mine.

"No weight?" ask her and reach out to bring mine.

"No, it's a tough time, '" he said lightly lifting the cardboard bag in his hand.

"You, Pa, he said he wanted to buy it for himself, why did Mama also buy it? It's in the house that I just stacked up not yet using," I said annoyed. Arga always does, keep buying and buying.

"It's okay, mama bought it too, let's be fair dong. Mom and Dad bought Mama's clothes. Aren't you, Bang?" tanyanya asked for support from Gara.

"Yes, lah. We have to be the same, Ma. Mama's time just won't let us!" the boy half-said.

"Where else are you going, huh?" ask Arga.

"Ask you, go to the game."

"Gak ah, you're done playing in the mall," said the boy. Arga and I smiled. We did limit Gara to play in the mall twice in one month.

"So, where after this? Is Mama going anywhere else? Buy what that is?" my husband asked tenaciously, I thought for a moment, when we happened to pass by the baby clothes shop.

"You going there, Ma?" tanya Arga pointed at the shop I saw just now.

"When you go there, you want to buy again."

"Nothing times, if buy one mah. No pamali, right?" ask Arga. I shook my head, not knowing if I could buy baby stuff now or not.

"Yes, Ma. Buy it, Ma! You want to look there!" Because now I pull my hand, I have to follow the footsteps because I went in there.

Rows of shelves with typical baby clothes, look cute there, let alone very small clothes with colorful teddy bear images are very funny, the material is also very smooth in my hands.

"Mama! Buy this!" gara shouted while running closer towards me. He brought baby shoes, I don't know what age, it's just so small.

"Papa nemu this, buy can not ya?" ask Arga while showing a baby feeding bowl with a cup and spoon.

"Astaghfirullah, Dad. It's not for little babies, it's for six-month-old babies" I told him. Arga smiled grimacingly.

"Funny, Ma. Buy yes, yes." Her face was funny exactly as Gara was now staring with twinkle in her eyes, begging to bring the item home.

"Yes, that's up to Papa anyway. Papa holds the money" I said. Arga and Gara smiled happily and tos each other with passion. They this time ran quickly towards the cashier. I continued to look around there, baby clothes are funny, very small, I can imagine what my son will be when he is born.

Finished from the store, we came out of the mall, just like yesterday Gara and I waited outside, while Arga took his car. I looked up ahead, same place, but the person I saw there was no more. Arga said he worked as a parking attendant, but I didn't see him today.

I'm still waiting for Arga, a little while he's in there. Is it difficult to get the car out of the basement parking lot?

"Aww!" Because of the yelling, I who had been staring in the other direction reflexively turned my gaze to Gara. A man is seen picking up baby shoes from the floor. The shoes she refused to put in her grocery bag.

"Sorry, sorry. Unintentionally, " said the voice.

I've known. Yes, I know!