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"Ck! where to look for this afternoon meatball" muttered Ye-Jun while driving.The car had to take his master to find the food that his Lady craved.
After this ashar Zoya immediately whines asking to want to eat meatballs specially made by Indonesian hands.not want to be made by Chef, Ye-Jun offers it. And now, Ye-Jun offers it, the quarter-century-old man had to be thrown off the panting looking for a super jumbo mercon baby meatball. whether there is on this shackle land either not.
"Ke Restaurant Indonesia alone," he murmured again, accelerating the speed of his car to that place.
A few minutes later, he arrived to the destination.the man immediately entered the restaurant is quite large, very crowded, and very recognized Indonesian food is indeed very delicious.
"Excuse me," Ye-Jun greets the waiter
"Yes, Sir? can anyone help?" ask politely
"Is there a meatball menu here?" ask Ye-Jun, hoping there is.
"Of course, Mr. here is very complete menu, ranging from home cooking to culinary, is here" explained the beautiful Indonesian-faced waiter.
"Thank God" Ye-Jun said gratefully.
"You're muslim?" the servant asked, and he heard the man wearing the mask thanking God.
"Yes, of course" Ye-Jun replies to a smile from behind his mask.
"Ah thank goodness. You can sit down, sir, this is the menu. You can choose a variety of meatballs" The waiter gives a menu book that he holds, but Ye-Jun refuses
"No need, I just want a meatball with a size of jumbo mercon. just wrapped yes, 2 servings. my wife craves" said Ye-Jun, the waiter just understood.
"Ah well, sir, please look forward to it" he said, then passed away from the sight of the handsome man.
Ye-Jun waits and waits, at another table not far from him, he can see the shape of a large meat.The contents of the meat child are diverse and the red cayenne that has been milled. is very tempting, but he does not know if that is what his wife wants, because Ye-Jun does not know what form of meatballs.
Just seeing it the saliva felt like it wanted to melt so tempting the food.until not how long, the order came. He welcomed a crackle that contained the same food as across.
"What is this meatball?" ask Ye-Jun
"Yes, Sir"
"Oh, okay" Ye-Jun immediately stepped foot to the cashier to make the payment process.
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At home, Zoya is sipping orange juice that tastes sour but fresh. He asked the Chef of his residence to make sour orange juice.of course he would vomit when eating sweet sweet. Zoya reads a religious book on the porch of her house while waiting for her husband to be out there for so long.
"For a long time already want maghrib anyway" muttered Zoya, seeing the sky that was dark, the birds flying boisterously up there as if playing a chase with his friend.
Until the eyes looked back to the distance when the sound of the car rang clearly in his eardrum. Suddenly his face was excited, lips carved a beautiful smile and immediately moved from his seat to welcome the husband.
"Hubby!!" call him girder
"Assalamualaikum, dear"
"Waalaikumsakam, By. fun!! the meatballs came" excited the woman.his behavior was like a child who had just gotten a large doll.
"Huh! parnoan!" zoya grumbled, annoyed. He immediately entered the house with a book and juice followed the steps of the husband who walked to the kitchen. But something stopped his steps.
"Sir, let me take it" said Auntie, approaching him. Ye-Jun directly gives the two crackles to Auntie. Aunty sped up her steps to head for the kitchen, copying the hot and large meal into the bowl.
While Ye-Jun and Zoya, occupying his body on the living room.not exciting when eating on the sofa.the woman also turned on the television to watch the latest Turkish series. until Bibi came to bring two bowls of meatballs and water should not be forgotten.
"This, Master, Madam"
"Thank you, By"
My aunt left her employer. Zoya stared at the meatballs, not expecting Indonesian food to be in front of her eyes.
"Hubby bought it too?" zoya asked to see another meatball in front of her husband
"Of course, just looking at it is tempting"
"Indonesian food is the best. Hubby has to try it" Zoya said proudly. He cut the meatballs with a knife, split the meatballs to see the super red contents. Ye-Jun did the same thing, until the saliva water thrashed to want to melt from the mouth but directly sucked back so tempting.
"Waaah!! rawitnya a lot. pebble meatballs are also not stingy" Zoya flattered, really in accordance with his imagination.The aroma was out emitting a special smell of meatballs.
Both people enjoy meatballs very greedily.the tongue that focuses on taste until it does not let the mouth make a sound. Eating in silence, every mouthful is always lived to taste spicy, endol and yummy.
Ah so want to eat meatballs mercon π
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Zoya holds her belly that bulges, not because the fetus is immediately enlarged, but the incoming jumbo food fills her stomach. while the husband is taking ablution water to perform the prayer maghrib which is time.
"Satisfaction?" ye-jun asks seeing his wife stroking her stomach and then getting out of bed.
"Yes, but it's okay" she replied, walking to the bathroom.
"Be careful" the man said. Zoya rolled her eyeballs, puffing in her heart.
"It's only been a month to worry about asking for forgiveness.how are the next eight months? hadeeeuh" inner.
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Two months later, the fetus that Zoya is carrying grows up well in there. Her stomach has begun to bulge and is very felt when held.just because the days are always wearing a robe, not too big of a bulge that belly.
The first trimester he had passed. the period of nausea inhaling the aroma of his best friend and the surrounding people made him nauseous. until he also requires wearing a mask. and that is no longer the case at this time. sweet food has returned he enjoyed, it feels very longing for sweet foods that are his favorite.
Now Zoya has been on Campus, escorted the husband to class to ensure the safety of the woman? Yes, of course safe.Him alone is still parnoan transport level.make Zoya anxious and sick of seeing her husband's behavior.
"Student learning, take care of your content, do not move around a lot" Ye-Jun recalled, now they are in Zoya's class.not deliver to the front of the class, but even get in it.
"Yes yes, go!" oust Zoya, while looking around her, the students looked closely at her husband.
"Huh! ngussy!"
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