
This Sunday, Gayung took her husband out on a date at a large Mall in the capital. Her face looks so cheerful, holding her husband's arm from one outlet to another buying an assortment of branded goods that are there.
"Darling, aren't you tired? Usually you like to get dizzy." Actually Galas was getting tired of following the steps of his wife.
"Sister, I want this bag, okay?" Gayung pointed to a pretty little bag with a famous brand written there. Her face was pleading with her husband.
"As far as you are" he replied.
"You're not really rich, are you, brother?" She looked up at her husband.
"Not sincere. The bags I bought last month you haven't used ...."
"I want to wear it, but unfortunately it's expensive to be afraid of being damaged," replied Gayung with his innocent face.
"What to buy then, dear if not used?" Armas does not think.
"Yes but I want to, yes, sister ...." Gayung stomped his feet like a child asking his mother for something. She put her face as bright as possible hoping that her husband would grant her request.
"Just take it." Since becoming pregnant his wife did become more spoiled and always sulking if not fulfilled his request. His mother said it was called cravings and he had to obey whatever his wife wanted.
"Kok you are that much, sis?" ask them after they leave the store.
"I'm tired, honey. How many hours have we walked. Look, you've had a lot of groceries." Galas showed two hands full of his wife's groceries. Moreover Galas does not really like to shop like this.
"You must've been sprained by me, right?"
"No, Honey. Why should I be upset with you?" Facing his wife now really requires extra patience.
"I've been squandering your money ...," she said self-conscious and don't ask again how much nominal money her husband has to spend on her groceries today. "You must be a mess, I'm married to you Brother ...."
"Jeez, dear .. can't don't talk weird anymore."
"The question is after I remember the leaflet of the ideal wife ...."
"Stop, Honey. Don't discuss the issue, yes ...," cut Galas. He felt very embarrassed if his wife had discussed his ridiculousness in the past. Gayung smiled amusedly looking at the tinge of shame on her husband's face.
"Sister, I'm hungry." Gayung stroked his stomach that there had been no noticeable change.
"What do you want to eat?" Galas left the choice to his wife. Since she was pregnant, she could not eat any food. Even Gayung very rarely eat rice, if not forced by it.
"Ramen, can?" Gayung asked her husband for his consent.
"It's not healthy food, honey."
"But I want that, not every day either, right?" Keukeh.
"Yes, I've." Galas finally relented and obeyed the wishes of his wife who immediately looked cheerful.
***
Time has shown at nine o'clock. But Gayung is still busy struggling with his work. On the sofa of her study was also her husband, Galas was also engrossed with a laptop in his lap.
"Honey, it's night ...." Reminds his wife.
"Shortly .. responsibility," he answered without turning his head.
"Tomorrow again, remember you are pregnant now," Galas said again.
"But I'm not sleepy, brother. Definitely later also can not sleep, anyways tomorrow the first day Kak. Pity that every payday is pushed back and forth, because I will never be a herrasain become an employee .. so I know how they feel," explained Gayung.
"But I let them take the cash first."
"Yes, he did. But it is still different if you get the same whole salary that must be cut kasbon ...." Gayung again remembered the outpouring of hearts of friends in his office.
"Hemm .. it's up to you then. The important thing is not to force yourself, if you are tired, you must rest. I don't want anything to happen to you and our son."
"Yes ... indeed, why the hell, Brother, you if you give me a salary back and forth? Where the pullback is no longer bearable, a week .. huu ...." Does he not know that every early month contracted employees must pay a monthly rent. If the mother cost understanding may not matter. But in reality, not everyone wants to understand.
"I'm busy taking care of the others, honey." Gratitude to defend himself.
"Help ...." Gayung did not say anymore and was busy continuing his work. An hour doesn't seem to pass by.
"Yes, .. You are also happy." Gayung tidied up his work, as well as Galas who immediately closed his laptop. They walked hand in hand leaving their study after turning off the lights.
"Son, why don't I have a cravings, huh?" tanya Gayung as she wrestled spoiled to her husband. Galas, who heard a strange complaint from his wife, widened his eyes. What's?! What was his strange request that day?
"Didn't you crave every day, ask for this?" ask Galas ticklish.
"When?"
"Have you ever asked to eat anget rice with cucumber?"
"That's no cravings, brother. I'm just nostalgic again. I used to eat that a lot when I was a kid," elak Gayung.
"Cooking? Really delicious?"
"Enak" replied Gayung with a smile.
"You've asked me to put the omelet roll up the nights too, right ...."
"That's why I'm hungry, not cravings, because the afternoon can only eat fruits."
"You ask every day to drink coconut water also not cravings?" tanya Galas amused to see his wife who was sintering it.
"It wasn't cravings either, I drank coconut water because I couldn't drink water, it was bitter ...."
"You every morning at noon in the afternoon, eating tempe chips isn't cravings either?"
"No. Because that's what my stomach can accept so I eat ...."
"Oh yeah .., it's up to you, baby," said Galas resignedly.
"It's not that if we really want to see something and it's hard to find, so I really want a craving that makes you difficult." Gayung glanced at her husband with a ignorant smile.
"Indeed, this afternoon did not include the cravings that make the husband difficult?" Galas reminded the madness of his wife who bought a lot of branded goods for hours. Makes both feet feel like they want to be dislodged so tired.
"That's no cravings, I just want to occasionally feel the shopping style of rich people, right my husband rich ... do you not be sincere, brother?" Gawung glanced at her husband.
"Jeez .. I'm sincere darling. What the hell didn't do you." Galas suddenly lifted his wife's body ala bridal style, making Gayung a little shocked made.
"So if I ask for anything, you'll love me?" She put her hands on her husband's neck.
"As long as I can" replied Galas.
"Then let's take the employees to the picnic office" he said with hope.
"Picnic? One office?" Galas stopped his steps to hear his wife's request.
"He-uh. Oh, maybe I'm craving this again ...." Gayung was so happy, as if his desire for cravings was granted as well.
"But your content is still vulnerable dear." Galas doesn't want anything to happen with his wife's pregnancy. "So late in the day you immediately lemes after a walk."
"Yes, the picnic is not far away, Kak .. important the title is a one-office picnic."
"Yes, I'll think about it." Galas doesn't want to argue with his wife these nights. He was so tired and sleepy after their activities all day.
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Sorry ... slow update yes ...
The idea starts slow ...
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