Testamentary Wedding

Reina Jealous

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"Mas, today I let you out."

Anggi is berserk legs with the back that he rests on the back of the bed. For a few days, her body felt weak, but she did not want to tell her husband.

Wh why? Because it could be the level of overprotective Prana increasingly craze. And Anggi certainly does not want to be cooped up all day in the room.

"Where?" Prana is busy preparing a glass of milk specifically for her pregnant program.

As long as Anggi undergoes the pregnancy program, it is the man who prepares everything alone. Starting from giving his wife special supplements, pregnant program milk, and various other nutrients. In addition, he also regularly recites the chants of the holy Quran for Anggi every night after performing Tahajud prayers in congregation with his wife. This is what is the favorite of Anggi than others.

"To the mall bentar, Mas. Want to buy soap body same other home equipment. You see, the minimarket across the street is even more expensive," he explained.

Prana glanced at his wife for a moment and then refocused on stirring a glass of milk in front of him. "What's going there, honey? I am anter. Later when it's ready, telfonin me," bargained Prana.

Although the man has a very busy schedule today, but he intends to try to take his wife to the mall later. He was very worried about Anggi. Moreover, the girl has become a little more moody lately. Could Anggi have a problem that she kept alone from her husband?

"Loh, no, Mas. Your schedule, it's really on today. It will disrupt your work again. Udah, let me ride the ojek online only," reject Anggi subtly.

Prana put a spoon on the table after completing the activity stirring it. He then walked up to his wife while carrying a glass of milk that he made earlier. "You are a wayward. Once I'm the anter it has to be me. Do not use online motorcycle, Anggia. Not okay. Kan, I've told you many times about it," he said while thrusting a glass of milk in his hand at Anggi so that the girl immediately gulped it down.

"No need, Mas. Actually, after all, I also use ojek online everywhere if you can no longer nganter."

"Yes already. Drink it first."

Anggi welcomed him. Sipping milk in a glass, she looked at her husband's face which somehow felt more handsome. Want to see when the girl is able to withstand the strange taste of milk? I even want to smell the smell.

"Chabisinated. I know, when's the day you don't finish the milk, right?" remember her husband.

Anggi was immediately stunned to hear her husband's sentence earlier. True what Prana said, Anggi did not spend her milk the other day. Not without reason, the problem is that the taste of the special milk of the pregnant program is very strange and Anggi hates it. Either Anggi who is not used to it or it just feels like that.

With all his might he could, Prana's wife immediately finished a glass of milk until it was not left. Although he had to endure the strange taste, but he was forced to inevitably have to spend it. Because, Prana continued to watch him from earlier.

"Yes, it feels weird to know, Mas. It was rich in herbs from ancient times. What's so good about nothing?" anggi's protest didn't take it if her husband blamed her. Wrong is strange, not Anggi.

Prana chuckles a little for it. "Yes, Wife. It should be okay-okay. But, this is a special prescription from his doctor. Inevitably, you have to drink that milk every day until you get pregnant" she explained.

Anggi pursed his lips immediately. "Not fair. I had to drink such rich milk, but you didn't. Kan, this is your son too. Uh! I know this. To be fair in accordance with the fifth Pancasila which reads 'Social justice for all Indonesians', you must also drink milk. How's it? Agreed?" challenge Prana's wife as good as jidat.

Her husband immediately glared in shock. How's that supposed? Prana should drink that pregnant milk program? There's just this Anggi.

"What do you mean, Neng? When you are told to drink the milk of the pregnant program ciwi-ciwi? Intar if Abang bunting, you'll be overwhelmed," Prana replies casually and tries to joke.

Anggi immediately chuckled as little as he heard it. However, instantly stopped his laughter and his face turned flat. "Bodo is very yes, Mas. You want to bunting, you want to turn upside down rich whatever I don't care. I don't want to know, anyway you have to drink that milk." That girl is still tight-lipped.

Counting as a lesson for Prana to feel the strange taste of milk she drank every day and once took advantage of the opportunity to judge a company owner.

"Ih! Kok that's it. Very well, you are the same husband himself," grumbled Prana annoyed because his wife was trying to prank him.

"Belvin. You also have the heart to tell me to drink that milk. You drink or I won't drink that milk again?" Anggi is getting more urgent.

And Prana got confused herself this time. Should he accept that crazy challenge? Doesn't make sense. But, how else? After all, this is for the sake of the baby as well. Ah, just milk. This simple, he pushed himself in the heart.

"Don't dong, Ayank Beb. Yes, I want to drink milk. Bentar, I'm making it again, huh?"

"Well, that's dong. That's the name of a gentle husband," said Anggi then tekekeh satisfied afterwards.

Prana started pouring a spoonful of milk powder on the table into a glass, then poured water, and stirred it. Imagining it from the smell was horrified, especially later tasted it directly.

And now it's time for the guy to sip his homemade pregnant milk program. There his wife has been faithfully watching him and it makes Prana creeps.

"Bismillah."

"Where, Mas? Yummy?"

Prana finished finishing her milk. He was immediately silent in place. His eyes were dreamy forward and his lips were tightly closed. Let's just see if he will hold it in his stomach or spit it all out.

"Your son," answered Prana casually.

In fact, originally, beuh was a puking tuh guy. No papa, nyenengin wife, he said in his heart.

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"Yes. Thanks, Mas," Anggi told Mas ojek online.

He was at the mall he used to visit in his town. Actually he does not like the mall too much because Anggi prefers natural places that are not crowded and soothing. However, there was also a moment he felt kangen against the distinctive aroma of the mall, such as the distinctive smell of AC, the aroma of various foods and drinks from each booth, and so on.

He began to step his feet inward. For a while he inhaled a distinctive aroma from inside the tall building.

"Morning, Mr. Security Guard," he said to the guard at the entrance.

He is already familiar with some security guards there. So, no wonder if Anggi seramah it to them.

"Morning, Neng Anggi. Neng Anggi, who is alone? Not with her husband?" ask the security guard, please.

Yes, they also already know that Anggi married young because the girl did often take Prana with her there. So, the guards and other workers also recognized Prana as the husband of Anggi.

"After work, Mr. my husband," Anggi replied kindly.

Anggi immediately smiled hearing that. Hearing the word 'baby grandpa' made her even more excited today. "Doain yes, sir," she said, asking for prayers for her pregnancy program to be launched.

"Ready, Neng."

Afterwards, Anggi immediately entered. He was wondering which booth he was going to go into. And it looks like boba booth booth became his first destination this time around.

"Buy drink first can be rich. Mumpung thirsty too," his monologue.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Anggi walked towards the booth he meant. He looked at the menu list to choose what menu he would order later. Actually, there is no need to read the menu for Anggi to order. Because of reading the menu, he must always order one of his favorite menus, namely Mango Milk Tea.

"Mas, one Mango-"

"Mango Milk Tea, right?" No time Anggi finish the sentence, the guy in the booth has already replied.

Who else if not the barista. The guy was already very familiar with the favorite menu Anggi because every time he went there, Prana's wife always ordered one menu, her favorite Mango Milk Tea. There was nothing else, though the barista had persuaded him to order other favorite menus in the booth.

"Know me deh Masnya," said Anggi who chuckled knowing that the barista turned out to memorize the menu he would order.

"Yes clearly memorized. Lha wong Maknya must pesen one is doang kok every time here," said Mas Barista with a laugh.

Anggi is ashamed of himself. Because, people so focus their attention on Anggi a. The atmosphere suddenly became clumsy because of the chatter.

"Where Are You Fool? Uh, Husband I mean. Don't come here, Mommy?" ask him pleasantries.

Anggi just shook his head in response. It should be, Mas Barita does not need to talk about Anggi and her husband in public. Well then, everyone knows that Anggi married young. It doesn't really matter about getting married young, but people are afraid to catch him wrong.

Do you know that everyone has a different point of view? There are those who catch from the positive side, but not a few who directly capture and swallow their own negative thoughts.

"Please, enjoy it, Neng," said Mas Barista while handing over one cup of Mango Milk Tea Orders Anggi to the girl.

Anggi greeted him, then thanked him, and immediately left because he had paid at the beginning.

Prana's wife then immediately went to the minimarket on the inside to shop for household needs. Starting from soap, shampoo, a few spoons, a small towel, and so on. And when he finished taking all the items he needed, he headed to the cashier to pay for his total expenses.

Then, the girl rushed out and was about to visit the food court because the worms in her stomach had danced to ask for food.

"Bak-Mbak!" call a girl who came from the minimarket.

Anggi quickly looked back. Who called him? Or just Anggi who thought that he was called and it was not, but someone else?

"Don't you call me?" ask Anggi to make sure. Who knows, the person called the girl is not him.

The little girl ran towards Anggi. His hand was seen carrying several pieces of money. "Yes, Mother. This was Ma'am's change. Mbaknya forgetfulness, continue I finally intend to give this change to Mbak alone rather than later need it turns out," said the girl explained her intention to call Anggi.

"Wow, thank you very much, Ma'am. It becomes nicotine," said Anggi while smiling warmly.

The girl returned her smile. "Together, Mother. Next time don't forget, yeah. That's a pretty much nominal for me," he scolded as he chuckled.

"Ready, Ma'am. Oh yeah, what if Mama eats with me? I happen to be going to the food court. Maybe she's hungry too?" anggi Tawal. Counting in return for the honesty and kindness of the girl in front of him now.

"Yes already. Yes, Ma'am," replied the unknown girl happily.

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"So, this mama's name is Rena, anyway?"

The girl who was now sitting opposite Anggi in one of the food courts in the mall nodded.

"Don't call 'Mbak'. We are the same age, Nggi," he said, haha-hihi.

"Yes, yes, too. Oh yeah, what's the need to move to this town again? Didn't you say, uh, Rena was more at home in a new city?" ask Anggi while cutting a slob above the plate in front of him.

"Yes, Nggi. More comfortable in a new city. But, I still have a need here," he replied, explaining.

Anggi then frowned. "What do you need, Ren if you can find out?" ask him carefully. Who knows if Rena wants to keep her privacy.

Prana happily replied and revealed, "Yes. I still have important needs here. About my ex. We separated because of my own selfishness. I was sick and I didn't want to tell him. You see, at that time his mother had told me to make a go away his son. He said his son wanted to be in love with another girl and marry young."

"Stupid? Who's the girl, Ren? Then you don't want to fight for your love with her?"

Rena nodded faintly. "Yes, Nggi. She was fooled by her mother by her father. To fight, I'm rich can't, Nggi. I mah who? Thank God, it turns out that he has not been betrothed and married, until now" he explained.

"Seriously? Then, there's still a chance, Ren?" Anggi responded enthusiastically. If he was in Rena's position, he would also be very sad.

Rena nodded again. "And now I want to fight for my love again. Doain yes, Nggi," he said, asking Anggi for prayers.

"I doain ya, Ren. Hopefully you can get your love again," Anggi replied while commenting on his most friendly smile.

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