Suddenly Pregnant

Don't look at her looks, look at her efforts

Azlan's car arrives in the basement of the apartment, the man gets out of his car and quickly circles the car towards the next door to Zoya.

"I can walk on my own" Zoya refused when Azlan wanted to lift her body out of the car and into the apartment.

"No dear, you must still be lemes" Azlan argued stoically, then held Zoya without Zoya being able to argue. The girl poked her hand against Azlan's neck so as not to fall, hiding her face in the recess of Azlan's neck when someone else also entered the apartment building.

Azlan lays Zoya's body slowly onto the bed, so she must be careful that Zoya and their baby-to-be are fine.

"Loe has to rest a lot, don't move a lot or anything like that" Azlan said looking at Zoya fixedly, the girl could only nod at her husband's words.

"Where are you? " asked Zoya as Azlan was about to leave her room.

"Gue has to go out for a while, there's something I have to do" Azlan said, blinking her eyes at Zoya.

"Huh" shocked Zoya saw the blink, the girl gawked at Azlan's often changing attitude.

"Alright" said Zoya slowly.

Azlan walked quickly towards the kitchen, he had to cook something for his wife. Zoya must be hungry, he thought.

Azlan's brain smoky, since earlier he stared one by one the ingredients he got in the refrigerator

Tomatoes, chicken, red chili, onions, vegetables, celery, peppers, and other "What else well? " think Azlan, actually Azlan himself does not know what the name of the material he took this.

" this material, should I what? " confused Azlan scratched the scratch of his confused head. Azlan's age has never cooked, the man can only make super-good coffee like a special menu in a casual cafe.

"Ah, I'm a fried chicken masakin aja" break Azlan reach for the chicken that has been cut into pieces, then wash it clean.

"Take the oil" Azlan said as he did what he said.

"Eh the pot first" Azlan forgetfulness put the skillet on the stove.

"Pour the oil, live the fire, truss." Azlan thought.

"Ha. enter the chicken" said Azlan directly put the chicken pieces without waiting for the oil to heat first.

"Well not rich on TV anyway" Azlan snorted again turned off the stove and pulled out the chicken that had been greasy into a small basin.

"What's wrong? " think Azlan think what's wrong with the steps that according to his logic is right.

"Gosh, I'm so excited. I have a cell phone! " buk Azlan hit his own head because he did not think to see the tutorial on youtube.

Azlan opened the youtube app, then typed 'Fried chicken cooking tutorial '.

"Well, here it is" said Azlan happily, then put his phone on the table, so it is easy to see and directly in his practice.

Finally Azlan knew where to pray himself earlier, he forgot to wait for the oil to heat first just put the chicken.

While waiting for his chicken mateng, Azlan began cutting vegetable chop, more precisely chopping his origin. The man was fond of chopping vegetables until he forgot his chicken.

"Gosh" Azlan cried frantically when he saw his chicken start to blacken, the man did not shrink the fire.

"Yaaaa, charred" Azlan regretted staring at the slightly blackened fried chicken on the plate.

"It's okay, the vegetables must be perfect" Azlan asserted again encouraged himself.

Working in the kitchen with potluck, Azlan finally finished his show. All the dishes are on the dining table. She hopes Zoya is happy to see her.

Azlan rushes to the room to pick up Zoya, she is going to have dinner with her wife.

"Eh, not sleeping? " it was a shock that Azlan found Zoya sitting on her king.

"go can't sleep alone"

"Oh my God I forgot" Azlan's great-grandson patted his eel. the man walked over to his wife.

"Where from? " ask Zoya.

"Me?? I just came from the outside" Azlan replied honestly. Zoya just nodded back at Azlan's words.

"Hungry already? " ask Azlan.

"Like her"

"Yes let's eat" Azlan said, making Zoya shrivel.

"What do you want to eat? I haven't cooked yet. Is it food? " ask Zoya.

They came out of the room, headed straight for the dining table. There is already presented Azlan-style menu, somehow it feels Azlan does not know, the important thing is his effort to make Zoya happy.

"Wahhhh, is all this loe cooking? " said Zoya sparkled.

"Of course, miss, please sit down" Azlan pulled out a chair, sat Zoya there and sat next to Zoya.

"Gue wasn't sure of the taste" Azlan's great-grandson hesitated.

Zoya takes the plate, then takes the fried chicken, well it can be said charred. Sambel and also vegetables that spice either what seasoning in Azlan concoct.

"From his performance it's okay, "criticism Zoya.

"But it's a charred loh" Azlan said pointing at the chicken.

"The mistake must be there" keke Zoya.

Zoya took a spoon, then tasted the vegetable sauce. Azlan continued to watch Zoya waiting for how Ziya would react after eating her.

"Hows it? " ask Azlan impatiently.

"This is the best soup" Zoya said.

"Yeah, I love it" said Zoya as she ate as many vegetables as she could.

"The hell" Azlan hesitated, he took a spoon, then tasted his homemade vegetables.

"uuwuueeekkkk" immediately Azlan spewed the vegetable onto the floor.

"Why? it's delicious loh"

"Son, you can't eat this. " Prevent Azlan from taking the vegetable bowl and keep it away from Zoya. It was so salty, bitter everything mixed in there.

"Ihh Azlan returnedin, this is the most delicious vegetable I eat" whined Zoya trying to take a vegetable bowl from Azlan's hand.

"Loe eats chicken, this vegetable is poison" Azlan said.

Zoya takes the chicken and bribes it with rice. Azlan stared confusedly Zoya did not comment. The girl continued to eat the chicken.

"What tastes good? " ask Azlan hesitated.

"Hmm. so good" Zoya replied casually.

Again Azlan grabbed it and ate it.

"Uuuweepueeee puee" vomit back landed on the floor.

"Not good at all"

"Loe tongue wrong time" Zoya hugs the chicken plate so Azlan can't snatch the chicken.

"Zoyaaaa The chicken is not good, you can get a stomachache later" Azlan persuaded, Zoya remained steadfast not wanting to give her chicken.

"Loe know where the good place is?? " ask Zoya looked at Azlan gently.

"Where? " ask Azlan curiously.

"Here"

"uh? " decak Azlan was confused because Zoya pointed at his chest, but the one who felt was the mouth.

"Loe cooked all this with a feeling, hard-earned loe made it. If you want to eat well, I can eat in a star restaurant. But there will be no cuisine out there that can beat this cuisine, the cuisine that you make is full of feeling" Zoya explained at length.

Azlan is touched, Zoya's mind pattern is completely different Azlan increasingly feels lucky to have her.

"Thank you dear" said Azlan hugging his wife tightly.

"Azlan, I'm stuffy" Zoya grumbled because it was too tightly hugging her.

Zoya ate all the food Azlan had cooked. He did not want to eat other foods, even though Azlan had persuaded by ordering food outside.

The power of love well, the gosong also feels good🤣🤣🤣 guess you guys will do the same?

Sorry well late up. because the author is a bit busy today😞