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Alisha flicked her body because she did not get sleepy as well she had tried to sleep but still could not as well.

Alisha sat herself down and rubbed her stomach and talked to her son.

"Darling this is what you want" said Alisha, rubbing her stomach,

"But Mama can't make it happen baby, we make it ourselves yuk," Alisha said after getting out of bed.

Alisha tied her hair and opened the door to her room and then out of there, she headed straight to the kitchen.

Alisha actually wants to eat sweet martabak but strangely she wants to eat martabak made by Nevan.

Alisha remembers that Nevan can cook and often make Mesha food so suddenly she wants Nevan's sweet martabak.

because it is impossible Alisha also tried to sleep forgetting her desire but the more she tried to sleep the stronger the desire.

"We tried to make it ourselves okay, it must be good," said Alisha walking while rubbing her stomach.

When he reached the kitchen Alisha looking for the ingredients and fortunately the ingredients are there.

Alisha started making her dough and a few moments later she kept the dough quiet for an hour, waiting for Alisha to watch television in the living room.

Meanwhile, at Nevan Apartment, he also experienced the same thing, suddenly he really wanted to make sweet martabak and finally he made the dough of martabaknya lucky the ingredients were there, Nevan did the same with Alisha.

While waiting for his dough for an hour Nevan opens his laptop to do his job.

After waiting an hour both Alisha and Nevan started stirring the dough again while waiting for the teflon to heat up.

Because there are no special martabak pans so they can only use teflon only in the kitchen.

Mae who was sleeping heard a voice in the kitchen she woke up because she wanted to see what happened in the middle of the night like that why in the kitchen there was a sound like people cooking.

When he reached the kitchen doorstep Mae saw Alisha preparing something to make him curious and immediately approached Alisha.

"Non Alish what are these nights doing in the kitchen?" mae asks Alisha, who is keeping cheese and messes at the dinner table.

"Alish is making martabak ma'am, sorry to interrupt Ms. Mae's break," said Alisha then walking towards the stove.

"It's okay Non, why not wake Mother Non, let mother make it," said Mae.

"No pa-pa Bu Alish can also if only make martabak only," said Alisha smiling to Mae.

Alisha sprinkled sand sugar on a half-baked martabak, then closed the teflon so that the martab quickly ripened.

After waiting for a while the hammer was so he moved the martabak from teflon to a large plate of ceper and added sweetened condensed milk then added the topping of the meses and cheese as much as possible because he wanted the martabak sweet and delicious cheese.

Alisha cut her sweet, savory martabak into pieces Alisha started trying a piece of martabak while it was still warm.

"Lumayan yummy Ma'am, this is try ma'am," Alisha bargained to Mae.

Mae took one piece of that martabak and sure enough it tasted really good. Alisha only ate the martabak one piece after that she told Mae to finish the martabak.

"Why is only a piece of food Non, even though there will be many," said Mae pointed to martabak that is still left in many dishes.

"Alish is not tasteful Mom, it tastes good but Alish does not taste it anymore" said Alisha.

"Non't that?" mae asked in astonishment as she continued to eat her martab.

"Alish used to see Mas Nevan cook for Mama Mesha, so Alisha suddenly just wanted martabak that Mas Nevan cooked himself," alisha suddenly cried for no reason, causing Mae to worry.

"Maybe it's a baby Non she might miss her Papa," said Mae rubbing Alisha's back.

"Alisha misses him too, Mom, we were

meeting at Alisha Restaurant actually wanted to approach Mas Nevan but Alisha was afraid of not being able to control herself, Alish did not want to block the relationship anymore Mas Nevan and Mbak Mesha," the story of Alisha while rubbing her cheeks wet from tears.

"What Non doesn't want to try to see Mr. Nevan for a while might just make Non calmer," Mae said looking at Alisha seriously.

"Alish doesn't dare Ma'am," said Alisha shaking her head.

"Why don't you dare Non?"

"Alish is afraid that Mas Nevan will ignore Alish again or scold Alish for bothering him Alish does not want to be hurt anymore because he ignored Mas Nevan," Alisha said with a sigh.

Mae doesn't talk anymore she understands that what Nevan did to Alisha may have been a trauma for Alisha.

Mae then bows to clean the kitchen to Alisha, leaving Alisha alone at the dining table.

Alisha propped up her chin at the dinner table thinking about how Nevan's life was now because her parents had ignored her.

"But there must be Ms. Mesha who always entertains Mas Nevan why I keep thinking about Mas Nevan anyway, when 'should I forget it do not keep thinking about it .. is this because of you son, son, you want Papa you know yes, if there is you here struggling to survive."

"Let her know about you when you're born, yes, now we have to fight together," muttered Alisha rubbing her already slightly protruding belly.

Alisha said goodbye to Mae, who was still busy in the kitchen to return to the room.

Alisha lay down her body and put a blanket up to her neck until a while later she began to fall asleep.

Meanwhile, at Nevan's apartment, he just finished making his hammer, martabak made exactly the same as the martabak made by Alisha they were making a deal to make it but he did not eat it at all after it was finished he just kept the martabak on the dining table and just saw it.

"Why did I want to make this and now I don't want to eat it at all" Nevan murmured at the dinner table.

For a while Nevan continued to stare at the delicious looking martabak but she did not want to eat it at all.

Because it was still early morning Nevan kept the martabak to the food storage so that tomorrow morning he could give it to Lastri.

Nevan plans to sleep but she does not go to her room she instead goes to Alisha's room and lays her body on the bed.

Nevan put on a blanket and began to close her eyes trying to sleep, until finally she fell asleep until morning.

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