The Not To Be Regrettable

42. Cravings

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The phallus was forced to wake up from a deep sleep because of the sudden thirst. Still with both eyes reluctant to open, he got out of bed, got out of the room, went down the stairs, and walked towards the kitchen. He was only able to sleep about two hours ago because he had to finish his job this afternoon. All of you accompany Vallery who is staying up late to do the task.

He could not help his surprise, as he finished closing the refrigerator door and found Vallery sitting pensively in the dining chair. Both of his hands propped up both of his cheeks, his lips looking conical miserably.

"Good, Very! What are you doing? Why not sleep?"

Vallery shook his head while glancing at Lingga at a glance. His sight returned far away. This of course makes Lingga worried. He's really Vallery's wife? Not a creature?

Doubtful Linga touched the wife's shoulder. "Are you really Vallery?"

"What do you mean, Mom? I'm ghost?"

The phallus grimaced and pulled up the chair beside Vallery and sat there. "Abis you are sitting here daydreaming. Serem knew. Why the hell?" he looked at Vallery with his anxious expression, "why? Can't sleep? Does anything make you feel uncomfortable? Want me to telfonin Randu?" bargain later.

Instead of directly answering, Vallery even bit his lower lip. He seemed to hesitate when he said something. This of course makes the Linga more confused.

"Why? Is anyone sick?"

Very shakes.

"Certain why? Don't confuse me, Vallery. Say it, no papa! I don't want to, I'm your husband. You're my responsibility, say so. Anything that disturbs your mind, "persuade Lingga attentively.

Veryery's expression looked a little more certain when he heard the Lingga sentence. A few seconds later, he suddenly nodded quickly. Invites wrinkles on the forehead of the Linga. It seemed that Vallery was not sure to say something that bothered his mind.

The phallus still has to try to guess. "You laper? Want me to do something?"

Vallery looks still hesitant, a few seconds later he shook his head quickly. He did it several times, making the Lingga more confused.

"You want to eat something?" guess the Linga still doesn't want to give up.

This time Very silent. Thinking for a moment and then shaking once more.

"Yes already sleeping," cut off Lingga in the end, he stood up to invite Vallery to return to his room and rest.

However, Vallery remained unmoved. There was no sign that he would get up.

Linga took a long breath. Rotating the brain so that Vallery would say what was troubling his mind. He began to lose his patience. He huddled in order to dampen his emotions.

"Vallery, please cooperate, you don't do this! I was confused about what to do. You why? I made a mistake?"

Very shakes. His facial expression suddenly turned guilty. He immediately stood up and invited Lingga to return to the room and rest, as the Lingga said earlier.

"You're cravings, huh?" ask Lingga suddenly.

Veryry's expression looked surprised. "Huh?"

Linga took a long breath. "You really want something, but please tell me the same." He looked at Vallery seriously, "i'm right?"

Vallery did not answer, he just remained silent with his head down. He spontaneously touched his stomach in a circular motion.

The phallus chuckles in anxiety. For God's sake, he was eager to pinch Vallery's cheeks so hot. "Jeez, Very, Very. You are-there is. I told you once, if you want something, whatever it is you can tell me. If I go to sleep, I'll wake up."

"I don't feel good about you. Sorry."

Linga chuckles. "No papa, you don't have to apologize, Vallery. So you want what?" he sat back in the chair.

Vallery still looks shy and hesitant when saying it. "Take a second."

"No papa, Vallery, I'll try to find it."

"But..."

"Vallery!" call Lingga with a stifled tone of voice, it seems that the man is trying to hold his anxiety in facing the wife.

"Chicken porridge," said Vallery quickly.

"Well, that's dong. Just say, then I find it. Next time don't take a show. Okay, how many packs?"

Very surprised looks. "You want to find it? Now?"

"Mas believe that?" Veryery looked at Lingga doubtfully.

Lingga thought for a moment and said, "From his mother who drools if so," the correction later.

Veryery's expression turned sullen. "Not, tomorrow. It's almost early in the morning. Where's the chicken porridgeer still open." He then invited Lingga to go back to sleep.

Linga nodded confidently. "There was. In Jakarta, many porridge workers are open 24 hours. You're calm, so how many packs do you want? I bought it directly."

"Seriously?" The sparkling expression cannot be hidden. However, a few seconds later he again put on his sad face, "don't do it, tomorrow. I'm not a laper, just a coincidence. It doesn't have to be obeyed right away, tomorrow there's still a day." He then realized something, "uh, this has changed the day, huh, Mas? Yes, let's go to bed again. You have a meeting in the morning, right? Find it later if it's a little late."

The clapper disagreed. "No papa, I can wake up in the morning. I buy it now, yes. If you want to sleep, sleep first, then get the porridge. Immediately I woke up," said Lingga. He patted Vallery on the shoulder slowly and immediately went up to his room to change clothes.

"Yes, be careful."

Vallery was only able to sigh resignedly afterwards. There was an unpleasant feeling present within him. Ah, he should have been more able to hold himself back for a few hours.

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The phallus can finally breathe a sigh of relief because it can carry a packet of chicken porridge. He could not imagine how disappointed and unpleasant Vallery would be if he did not manage to get it.

"Really dapet?" welcome Vallery when Lingga into the house while carrying white plastic containing styrofoam.

"Dapet dong," said Lingga proud of himself, "I have to change my name if I can't get what you want," he added.

Vallery chuckled amusedly, not expecting that the father of the baby was so good at boasting himself this way. Just found out he.

"Do you want to eat here or in the kitchen?"

"House is just that."

Lingga nodded in understanding and took Vallery to the kitchen.

"A pack?" valery asked as he opened the plastic, his expression looking guilty, "how are you?"

"The one who cravings you. It's still clocking up, Vallery. I'll eat it like a normal hour, this hour is not yet laper." Lingga shook his head, then told Vallery to immediately eat his porridge and did not care about him, "want me to buy two packs afraid not abis. Is it less than a pack? If I buy less again."

Very quick shakes. "Not so, this is enough com, just when I eat alone?"

"No papa, don't think about anything else. Now mending directly eaten, rather than later cold hunting is not good."

Despite his hesitation, Vallery finally ate the chicken porridge. He tried to feed the Linga, but was rejected by the man.

"Nake?" lingga asked while propping up his chin, his two eyes looking at Vallery happily as he watched him eat so voraciously. There was a sense of pride that he could not explain because he managed to fulfill his cravings Veryery in the middle of the night like this.

Very satisfied. "Would you like to try? Just a little bit," he bargained again.

Again the Linga shook the sign of rejection.

"Vallery," call Lingga suddenly.

Vallery is still seen eating his chicken porridge with great pleasure. He simply responds to the call of Lingga soberly.

"Hm."

Linga breathed. "Other times if you want something, whether it's goods or food. Any time you want it, say the same to me. You don't have to be sad. Although we are new to know, I am your husband, you are my responsibility, and you have the right to do that. Okay?"

Vallery suddenly stopped his mouthful and looked at Lingga doubtfully. "Isn't that too much?"

"No. I did it all for the sake of happiness for you and our baby. You are my priority."

Very flashing. His chicken porridge that stayed a few mouthfuls of sudden did not interest him anymore. He really felt touched by the Linga speech just now. He did not understand why this man had acted so far.

"Why even dream? Come on, the hunt is chopped! Let's sleep well, don't you have morning class tomorrow? Later bad luck," said Lingga because Vallery did not spend his chicken porridge.

Although actually not very tasteful. But he still spent it, however Lingga was tired of looking for it.

"Thank you, Mom," said Very sincerely.

Tbc,