Wedding On Paper

Mana Men Understand

Midnight, in the room.

Fira still continues to roll to the right and to the left, until now, he is still awake and can not close his eyes. He saw Bara, who had fallen asleep, hugging him.

"Baras sleeps very well" murmured Fira. Staring Bara.

Suddenly, his mind was overshadowed by a bowl of fresh drinks.

"Em, it seems like these nights are delicious, if you eat fruit soup," he murmured while imagining. Fira also slowly kept Bara's hand away from her body. And so quietly, Fira woke up and then immediately passed out of the room, heading into the kitchen.

The kitchen in the villa is only on the lower floor. Fira went down slowly to the stairs. With a dark room, because the lights of the room are turned off.

Fira illuminates her footsteps using a flash, which is in her hand phone. And then he came to the kitchen. Fira immediately turned on the kitchen lights. And open the refrigerator, which is in the corner, near the stove.

In his view, various kinds of vegetables, meat and fruit, neatly arranged in the refrigerator. Fira also took one dragon fruit, apple and some strawberries in the refrigerator. Not to forget he also took a box of full cream milk, and a box of chedar cheese.

***

Meanwhile, Dion has just returned from Mr. Dori's house. Because after the end of the barbaque, Dion deliberately drove some food to Mr. Dori's house. He was also busy chatting with Mr. Dori's family, so making it, midnight like this just came home.

Dion entered the villa. The kitchen lights are still on.

"Did everyone in this house forget not to turn off the kitchen lights," muttered Dion, rushing off to the kitchen.

And just as he was about to step up, approaching the outlet, suddenly Fira appeared from under the table. To make Dion surprised.

"All...." Dion yelling, reflexes. Fira was shocked, by Dion's scream.

"Fira! What are you doing here?" dion asked, still with a thumping feeling.

"Hehe, I-I again make fruit soup," said Fira, grinning at the horse, while showing the apple that had fallen earlier in his hand.

"Nights like this make fruit soup?" Fira nodded her head quickly.

"Get...." Dion shook his head, he was about to leave Fira. But Fira yelled at him for help.

"Sir Dion" he called.

Dion looked over. "What?"

"May you help me get that big container, please" pointed Fira towards the large plastic bowl, which was above the kitchen set.

Dion turned around, and helped Fira to get the bowl and immediately gave it to Fira.

"Thank you" said Fira. Now he again continues his intention, to peel and cut the fruits that have been prepared.

"Fire, Dion!" Bara's thunderbolt, which was enough to make Fira and Dion a little surprised. The two immediately turned to the source of the voice.

It looks as if Bara who is standing in the kitchen doorway, as if staring dislike.

"Coal Bag, ka–"

"What are you doing all these nights together!" exclaim Bara, cut Fira's speech.

"Huh? I-I just ing–"

"Bara, don't misunderstand me. I'm just here to help Fira, she says she wants to make fruit soup" Dion said.

Bara walked up to the two of them, with a hint of anger stirring at him. Since he was feeling a little upset, why should Dion help his wife.

"Why not wake me up, huh? And why ask Dion for help?" asked Bara, in a annoyed tone.

"Bara, don't scold your wife. I was and Fira–"

"I didn't ask you! I asked my wife!" emphatically Bara. However Bara still feels upset, knowing Fira and Dion are both in the kitchen.

"Mas, I was planning to make some fruit soup, and I met Brother Dion by accident, so I asked Brother Dion for help to get me this bowl. That's it, we don't do anything" said Fira, honestly.

For a moment Bara, stared at the bowl pointed by Fira. "Yes, come and I'll help you make fruit soup." Bara immediately took over, the apple that was in Fira's hands. He immediately peeled the apple, with a bent face.

For a moment Dion noticed Bara's behavior, which seemed to be jealous. Dion just shook his head slowly.

"Yes, I went back to the room first" said Dion, leaving Fira and Bara.

"Mas." Fira rubbed next to Bara's shoulder, which was standing next to her.

"Hm...."

"Are you angry?"

"No! Who's angry!"

Fira stood still, watching Bara, who was still focused on cutting the apple in her hand.

Brakes.

Bara, keep the hard knife he held on the table. Then turn to face Fira.

"Mas, w-are you okay?" asked Fira, a little nervous.

"Fira.. how many times have I told you, if you need anything it told me! Don't ask for help from others!"

"I don't like it when someone else helps you, let alone a man, whether it's Bima, Dion, or whoever I don't like!" firmly, while holding both shoulders Fira.

"But Mas, I can't bear to wake you up, so I was–" Fira said, Bara cut it off.

"Fira, I'm your husband! I'd feel more appreciated if you always asked for my help, I'd be happy if the one asking for it was you."

Both of Bara's eyes stared at the shade of Fira's face. His sense of regret seemed to disappear already, when he stared at his wife's two beads eyeballs.

"Pardon me Mas" said Fira stammered. Bara then hugged Fira, clutching her so tightly. And now, a hint of regret suddenly appeared in his heart.

"I'm sorry, too, to be angry like this, at you. But I hope in the future, if you need anything, you have to tell me yes" Bara said, taking off her arms. Fira smiled too.

***

Morning sun light, into the cracks of the ventilation, boisterous sound of birds chirping also sounded so melodious.

Fira opened the window of the room, looking at the small waves that were far away in the sea. The clock on the wall shows at 09:00 a.m. He had just woken up from his sleep, with heavy eyes.

He saw Bara who was still curled up in bed. Because after finishing the morning prayer, Fira and Bara decided to go back to sleep, because last night He and Bara were awake all night, so they only fell asleep around 03.00 am.

Fira again approached Bara, in the face of the husband who looked so handsome, even though he was asleep.

"Are you satisfied with my good looks?" bara asked, suddenly, who was still closing her eyes.

Fira smiled slightly. "Huh, you're overconfident, ma'am."

"Honey," call Bara slowly.

"What?"

"I love you" said Bara, with a distinctive sound of people just waking up. Fira just smiled at her husband's words.

For a moment, Fira was silent looking at Bara's face. However, for some reason, suddenly Fira felt nausea that was quite intense, his stomach seemed to be stirred. He puffed his mouth and immediately ran to the bathroom. Followed by Bara from behind who was so panicked.

"Hoek .. hoek," Fira spewed out a little yellow acidic liquid, over the sink. Then he immediately gargled, to remove the sour taste in his mouth.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" tanya Bara was so worried. Fira did not answer, he still felt nausea so terrible. But there was no food that he could spit out. He simply threw away his saliva many times.

Bara's been massaging Fira's shoulders. He looks very worried when Fira, returns nauseous, and looks like difficulty to vomit.

Fira's hand suddenly shook, as if she had lost her strength, as her body suddenly drooped, and almost fell down. However, Bara swiftly held him back. And immediately bring Fira back to the bed.

"Mas, my head is so dizzy Mas" murmured Fira.

Bara stroked Fira's head, he immediately wrapped the veil on his wife's head, intending to take her out, to go to the doctor. However, Bara thought again, and he abandoned his intentions.

"Better, I asked Mr. Dori to call the doctor here," Bara's inner. For a moment he looked towards Fira, whose face had suddenly paled.

"Honey wait here for a while, I'll be out looking for help" Bara said, kissing Fira's forehead before she actually left.

***

Dion, Merry and Selly, were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Now their attention was turned towards Bara, who looked so panicked.

"Dion, do you know where Mr. Dori is?" tanya Bara, standing in the kitchen doorway.

"Huh? What was? Why do you look so panicked?" ask Dion.

"Fira is sick, I'm looking for Mr. Dori to ask him for a doctor."

"Sir what's wrong?" the middle-aged man's voice sounded from behind. Bara immediately turned his head, and sure enough, Mr. Dori was standing exactly one meter behind Bara. By holding a box of fresh fish in his hand.

"Rpa ... Sir is there a doctor here on standby? My wife suddenly got sick, she was vomiting sir," Bara said.

"There, ada. Let me call later" said Mr. Dori.

"Alright, please, sir, if you can as soon as possible so that the doctor will come here immediately," Bara continued. Mr. Dori agreed, and paid first to store the fresh fish that he brought, into the freezer.

Merry and Selly also looked at each other, they both seemed to interpret something, when Bara said Fira was vomiting.

"Merry, do you agree with me? The fira from last night was strange, even this morning he was vomiting" Selly whispered, focusing on slicing onions.

"Sell, especially when Mr. Dion said that Fira made midnight fruit soup" Merry said.

The two stared at each other and widened their eyes.

"Meanwhile, Fira–"

"Pregnant" said Merry, without making a sound.

Selly and Merry suddenly, shouting in excitement, and fusing their fingers together, with a little skipping on the spot, being so happy.

"Hey! What's wrong with you guys?” dion asked so astonished, looking at the strange behavior of the two women. Merry and Selly instantly, back to keep his attitude.

"Women are strange, his friend is sick and even excited like that" said Dion.

"Who knows, we are happy like this not because Fira is sick, instead we are happy because soon we will all hear good and surprising news from Fira," said Merry just like that, with a look on his face that looked very excited.

"What do you mean, what good news? And what is surprising? Fira in the room is lying sick, you as her friend are acting like this" said Bara, who was upset to hear Merry say.

"Sir Bara, has this month been yesterday or has Fira come to this month?" ask Selly.

A moment of silence. "Why indeed? ... Anyway I don't know when Fira comes to the moon" Bara replied.

"You're her husband, you should know Fira has come months or not every month" Selly continued. Bara just fell silent, he still did not understand what the two friends said.

"Prepare sir, maybe soon junior Fira will be here," said Merry smiling wily.

"Fira junior?" Bara scrunched his forehead, trying to digest the words spoken by Merry.

"Here you go, men are difficult to understand the problem of women, you better accompany Fira above, later let the doctor explain it," said Selly, back to continue his cooking activities.

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