The Love of the Duda

TCSD 141: Kliwon Chicken Noodles

"Mas.... Eat me full!"

The face of the prospective papa looked a little pias after the wife for the umpteenth time asked him to spend all the food on the table. Starting from oxtail soup, rendang, soto tripe, grilled chicken complete with nasi ubuk, siomay, batagor, meatballs, and almost all the food available in gofood he ordered. But again only a mouthful entered the mouth of the wife, after which the woman who was six months pregnant stopped chewing.

"But, honey, my stomach is full. From that moment on, I finished all this food. My stomach can't hold it anymore, honey."

God was a little upset because from earlier this request of his wife was so strange. Although the age of the womb of the wife has entered the age of six months, but still he has not stopped to work on it. Always like this, Mara wants different types of food but always not spent. Only one bribe after that changed his desire again. As a result, he was the one who acted as a 'dumping place' for food purchased by his wife.

"If you don't want to eat it, will you? Wasting food is not good. Come on Mas, spend this siomay!"

Oh my... If you know that wasting food is not good but why haven't you stopped ordering food through the app yet, dear? So gemes me!

The god wastes a slightly rough breath. The man also gave up. And chose to spend this siomay that his wife had bought. Meanwhile, Mara, with a look filled with a happy hue looking closely at the face of the husband who was devouring siomay in front of her.

"Look Honey... Your father looks so good eating all the dishes here. And do you know, son? Your papa's body looks more contained since you're in Mama's belly."

Mara was busy in dialogue with her prospective children who were still in the stomach while laughing gleefully. The woman's hand was endlessly rubbing her stomach which already appeared to be bulging. Yes, now the age of Mara's womb has reached the age of six months. There is no weird cravings show like the female characters in the author novel crumb skin kuaci. He only wanted some kind of food, but he had not spent it, the woman wanted another food.

A smile rises on the lips of God. Seeing his wife as happy as this, there was no reason for him not to obey what was the desire of the wife who asked him to spend all this. It turns out to make a wife happy when pregnant is only this simple.

"This siomay is over, dear. Yes, stop ordering the food. We'll continue tomorrow again?"

The Gods stomach was completely full. He also chose to negotiate with his wife to stop the message event ordering all the food available in this good app. But unfortunately a thousand dear, the pregnant woman still shook her head.

"No, there's one more meal I want to enjoy."

The two eyeballs of the Gods instantly rounded perfectly. He felt that something bad was going to happen to him. "But Baby. I'm really full. I can't afford to eat the food you ordered."

Mara just smiled knot. It was as if it was a sign that the God did not have to worry about what his anxiety was. "Relax Mas. This time I will spend it. So you don't have to eat it."

Hearing the wife's words seemed to be a breath of fresh air for the Gods. "Is that really like that, dear?"

"Yes, right. I'll spend it."

"Then, what do you want to eat, honey? Let me order through at good," said Dewa while opening one of the merchants who entered this application.

"I don't want to order food through Good Mas. I want to buy it directly."

"All right, sweetheart. I'll drive you." The god put down his phone again and stared fixedly at the wife's net with eyes filled with a very obvious love. "So, what do you want to eat, honey?"

"I want to eat chicken noodles!"

The god moved from his sitting position as if excited to invite the wife to rush to find the chicken noodles.

"But Mas.." said Mara hanging still a hen sitting on the dining chair.

"But what's the darling? Don't you want to eat chicken noodles immediately? Let's go get that chicken noodles!"

"But I want to eat chicken noodles sold by a salesman named Mr. Kliwon, Mas!"

"What's? Chicken noodles, Mr Kliwon?"

Mara nodded steadily. "Yes Mas. I just want to eat chicken noodles whose seller is named Mr. Kliwon. If it's not Kliwon sir, I don't want it!"

A god like distress swallowed his saliva. He could only sigh deeply and then exhale a little rough.

Oh my... It turns out my wife's craving drama is not over yet. If it's like this, where should I find a chicken noodle seller named Kliwon? Kliwon is a typical Jogja name. Is there one name Kliwon who transmigrated to Bogor to sell chicken noodles?

Three people who were in the kitchen who saw the drama cravings of the mistress Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru could only giggle amusedly. There's a little bit of pity for that papa candidate. But really, this drama keeps them a little entertained.

"Sim, Mi. Are you guys one thought to me?" said oma Widuri to Kasim and also Darmi.

Kasim and Darmi threw eyes at each other and immediately nodded at the same time.

"Yes Nyah. It seems like tomorrow when the child that the young mistress conceived was born, he would often make the Lord God overlord. Strange things like this."

Oma Widuri chuckled. "Hahaha haahaa that's right Mi. I can't wait to see my great-granddaughter born into the world. And see how the God of perdition confronts the ignorance of his children."

"Definitely gonna look really fun, huh Nyah? And that's what will make Lord God young. Because he is happy with his small family," Kasim said.

Oma Widuri just nodded slowly. "Yes, for this one there is nothing I want other than to see the Gods happy with his little family. And it turns out, my granddaughter did not choose wrong to make Mara as her life companion. I'm more and more convinced that Mara is such a good woman and will be able to accompany the Gods, whatever the state of the Gods."

"That's exactly Nyah. Young lady is a good woman. Very much different from the mistress Dira, the wife of Lord Vishnu."

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