The Love of ROBBKU

Sok Knew And Akrab

"Him?"

"Satria? Kamun Satria, right?" asked the woman with a breath of excitement for running after Satria and finally being overtaken as well she thought. 

"Who are you, huh?" ask Satria who does not know the woman. Mala immediately attached her body to her husband, as if she did not want to be separated from him. Satria just smiled looking at his wife's behavior in blind jealous mode. 

"Gue your old college friend, you forgot about time?" tanyanya sok familiar. Mala became nauseous seeing the behavior of the woman in front of him.

"Geek, uek, uek"

"Nur, what are you doing? Let's go to cafe Abdul" Satria pinta, leading his wife to the cafe and leaving the woman he said knew him. However, Satria did not remember him at all. 

The woman felt harassed by the man who was the target of time on campus used to feel annoyed. He stomped his feet on the sand of the beach while staring at the back of Satria who had passed away from it, he did not understand why the man had never appeared on campus again for nearly two years. He who put his heart to Satria felt tormented because he could no longer see the handsome face of the man. 

"Gue will do anything, for the sake of getting your attention," his inner self while smiling meaningfully. 

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Abdul, who saw Satria and his wife approaching, immediately approached the couple while offering help. 

"Bro, how can I help you?" ask after the couple sat down.

"My wife is nauseous. Lo, any food or advice so that my wife doesn't nausea anymore?"

Abdul just shook his head, he didn't know anything about pregnant women. Wife alone she doesn't have, what else would care for a pregnant woman? Her thought. However, he remembered someone who could definitely help. 

"You wait here, I'll come back later" he asked as he walked in. However, Satria made him stop for a moment to listen to what his friend asked. 

"Bro, bring some food! I'm a good laper," explained Satria who got the thumbs up of her friend. 

"What, Nur?" tanya Satria who felt uncomfortable was stared at by his wife. As if he had made a mistake. 

"It's okay, brother! Just want to know who the woman was," explained Mala who was still curious about the woman who called her husband earlier. 

"I don't remember, Nur! The oath!" obviously Satria while raising her hand.

"Later, maybe remember! After eating and drinking, let alone in the love of that one," Satria up and down her eyebrows teased the wife. He is like a traveler who travels far away, holding back hunger and thirst. Satria had been fasting for several weeks, during the news of the pregnancy the wife revealed to the public. 

Mala understood the subtle innuendo of her husband, her face reddened in shame. She also missed her husband's gentle touch, making him fly to Nirvana. However, the pregnant woman again felt nauseous. Everyone stared at their worries, Satria understood the situation. They are now in a cafe where visitors are enjoying a meal. While the voice of his wife who wants to vomit is very disturbing other visitors, anyone must feel uncomfortable if they are enjoying a dish someone wants to vomit near them. Everyone will feel disgusted and lose their appetite. 

"Bro! Come with me, take your wife."

Satria and Mala are rescued by Abdul who suddenly comes and tells them to follow him. If there is no theme? Satria was confident that the other visitors would express their grievances to himself and his wife. The couple followed from behind, following Abdul's step into the cafe. Until it reaches a fairly large room, there are tables and chairs in there. Satria could not bear not to ask.

"Bro, what are we doing here?"

After explaining that, Abdul passed away leaving Satria and Mala. The couple then pulled one of the chairs there and sat down while waiting for the young man to return. They chatted lightly and not for how long came the middle-aged woman with a tray filled with appetizing dishes. 

"This is the dish, sorry! It's a little late, kid. You see, I took care of everything myself. Having a single child does not help much," the mother quipped making Abdul just grinned the horse.

Satria took the side dishes for his wife, making the mother and son look in wonder. However, they realize that Satria's concern for his wife is a form of affection. The new mother remembered the rujak she made for the pregnant woman of her child's friend. 

"Dul, please bring me that Mother's chirping that was on the table" the mother ordered her son. 

Not long after, the young man brought his mother's order, then placed it on the dining table.

"This is a gesture made by Mother, suitable for you who are pregnant and nauseous," explained the mother with a sincere smile. 

Satria looked strangely at the food being served to his wife, she could not help but ask, "Mother! That rickshaw? Rujak what? All I know is a ramjak with the contents of fresh sour fruits."

The mother smiled broadly before responding to her son's friend's words, "Son, this rickshaw is good for your pregnant wife. There's a pockmark, a tofu-tempe, and of course a pingur or a cow's lip."

After hearing the mother's explanation, Satria suddenly became nauseous. He did not think that the lips of the cow could be eaten, he shook his head when he saw his wife who wanted to eat the chirping. 

However, Mala seemed to not heed her husband, she devoured the spirit of the bows until the ludes were not left. The peanut seasoning that was spilled into the stuffing of the rujak really makes the pregnant woman's tongue dance, her stomach also does not feel nauseous anymore. 

"Emmm, good, brother!" mala was clearly chewing her food. 

Satria just shuddered to see his wife eat, especially the ingredients that Abdul's mother said earlier, making the man reluctant to take a taste of the dish. 

Abdul and his mother smiled happily to see Mala eating greedily, finally they wanted to continue their activities that had been delayed. Satria could breathe a sigh of relief, after the departure of the mother and child, Satria started gossiping with his wife.

"Nur, are you not afraid to eat the cingur that Abdul's mother said was the lip of a cow?" ask Satria quietly who got a soft gel his wife.

"Be careful, your lips will be big like a cow."

"What!"

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