THE HEIRS (Season 1 & 2) Finished

The Heirs 02 - Unusually...

"Darling, what do you want to eat?" ask Andra to Alya.

Alya looked at the menu list on the table, "i want to double this ice cream, yes, yes," she replied.

"Well, you're eating ice cream? why don't you order some food, baby,"

Alya poked her lips, "whether I want ice cream, I don't want to eat anything else" she said.

Andra sighed, "have you eaten ice cream after you ate rice huh? let me order your favorite bento,"

Alya shut her mouth, "I want ice cream,"

Andra scratched next to her eyebrows, "honey, you order me," Andra finally gave up too, not usually Alya insisted like that, her mind.

"Okay," Alya replied, she immediately ordered a large portion of ice cream, as if impatient, Alya to swallow her saliva, imagining a sweet, cold, ice cream, smudge on his tongue.

"Aren't you usually interested in ice cream? until you do not want to eat rice," said Andra astonished.

"Hm, the hell time? I just want to eat, I don't want to eat anything else, I just want ice cream, baby" Alya replied.

Andra fell silent, then rubbed the top of his wife's head, "yes, you are happy, you are happy" he said.

Alya grinned at his teeth, "love,"

After eating, the two went straight home, on the way Alya continued to yawn, it seemed like he was sleepy.

"You sleepy?" ask Andra.

Alya turned to her husband, "yes, later I became sleepy, continued to feel lethargic how it was, somehow not as usual," he said.

"Maybe you're a sweet sauce, I've said that if we need to add the waiter at home, let you do not need to help the aunt cook, I love pity look at it," explained Andra.

Alya refused, she shook her head, "do what, besides I am happy to be able to cook, all studying with aunt, I also want to be able to masakin you, anyway, just like Mama Cinta who always cooks for Papa Sabda." he said.

Andra again rubbed the tip of Alya's head, "hmm, but lately you are too eager to learn to cook dear, I see you soybean, should not add one more person to help you?" said it.

"Not needed baby, later if I really feel the need for help, now not yet, I'm sleepy, can't I sleep for a while?" ask Alya.

Andra smiled faintly, "please, you sleep, when you arrive, I'll wake you up,".

"Because, I slept first, yeah,"

It didn't take long, Alya was already asleep.

Andra smiled as she watched Alya's face, did not feel they finally arrived at home, Andra initially intended to wake Alya, but he did not have the heart, as a result Andra prefers to hold Alya who looks very sound.

Andra's arrival was greeted by several servants at his house, "sst..," Andra hinted that the servants were silent, he did not want his wife to wake up.

The servants understood Andra's intention, one of the servants helped Andra open the door of Andra's room, "bib thanks" Andra said while whispering.

The servant nodded, after which left Alya and Andra.

Andra laid his wife's body on the bed, stroking it, Andra softly kissed Alya's forehead.

"You seem very tired dear, I am so unwilling to see you go to college, when you do not need to go to college, I will certainly meet all your needs, but I also cannot forbid your wishes, he said, moreover, it is your very noble ambition to become a doctor," he said slowly, while peeping Alya's hand back.

One of the senior servants came over with a friendly smile, greeting Andra.

"Den, non Alya has eaten yet?" ask the waiter.

Sipping a drink of water, Andra glanced at the servant named Bi Asih.

"Alya did not want to eat Bi, he was just eating ice cream, he said he did not want to eat, but I had told him to eat, afraid of getting sick, he said if forced even nausea," andra.

Bi Asih looks surprised, "wah lest non-Alya again pregnant Den!"

Andra coughed, "what's Bi?" he looks surprised to hear the words of bi Asih earlier.

"Yes Den, usually if it's like the characteristics of pregnant people, she rejects certain foods and instead wants certain foods as well" explained bi Asih.

Andra wiped her mouth, silent, "what if Alya is pregnant?" muttered.

Bi Asih also left Andra, because there is still a lot of work that he has to finish, while Andra still continues to think about the speech of bi Asih.

"If Alya's pregnant, I'm just fine, but is Alya ready?" mumbling again. Andra did not want to think too much about it, after all he and Alya had decided not to rush, the age of their marriage had just entered the third month, just relax he thought.

Andra went into her room, it seemed like Alya was really sleepy, she looked still slumbering, Andra approached then rubbed Alya's forehead and kissed her gently. "You're tired like that, you're bobo, I don't have the heart to wake you up" he said slowly.

It's 19:00 and Alya is still not awake, "Honey, you wake up first yuk, you haven't had dinner yet" Andra said as she stroked Gently Alya's forehead.

Alya opened her eyes slowly, "geez I fell asleep huh?" said it.

"You're so sleepy, I can't stand to wake you up, but now you have to eat dinner, it's already seven, if you don't eat later you're sick," Andra said.

Alya nodded, "yes Mas, I want to eat spaghetti can not?" tanyanya pleaded.

"Spaghetti?" ask Andra back.

Alya nodded quickly, "i suddenly want to eat spaghetti, can ya?"

"Yes, will you let the auntie masakin ya?"

Alya shook her head, "you have to cook, please...,"

Andra was surprised to hear Alya's request, "I cooked? God, baby, let auntie cook okay?" he said while scratching his eyebrows.

Alya flicked her lips, because upset her desire could not be fulfilled by Andra, she also did not know why, why it felt so upset, when Andra refused instead.

"Can't you cook Mas? why you don't want me anymore,"

Andra rubbed his face, he himself wondered why Alya was not as usual, suddenly wanted to eat his homemade cooking, even though Alya had never been like that before.

"Yaudah I am sure you are, now you wash your face, change clothes, I wait in the kitchen yes," said Andra, he could not bear to refuse Alya's request.

"Thank you, baby,"

Alya with a feeling of pleasure, immediately went to the bathroom. While Andra shook her head, astonished to see Alya's unusual attitude.