White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Fried grasshopper

It was a bright day this morning.

The clouds occasionally coagulate under the sun to cover a small part of the light on the earth.

The morning breeze also looks refreshing, and do not forget the dew that also helps cool the morning atmosphere.

Kara is preparing to go with her wife, visiting Dita at her request.

Now..... Hanum has returned, and Dita hasn't let go either.

I don't know, considering the times two months ago makes Kara still shrouded in the fog of hatred on Dita.

"Darling, Already?".

"Yes. Let's go now".

The car they were riding was driving, Kara felt not sure his wife would be okay after knowing the situation Dita later.

But, to divert the goal is also impossible.

Kara looked at his wife who was cheerfully beside him. Occasionally his fingers gently rubbed his stomach which had appeared to be slightly protruding .

Kara was happy, in the end......

He really made his wife pregnant.

"Mas, Later after visiting Dita, I want to eat something......."

Hanum hesitantly wanted to continue his sentence, making Kara raise her eyebrows, asking wordlessly.

"Fried grasshopper. Will you find him for me?"

"WHAT?"

Kara felt strange at his wife's request.

Oh no!!

Could this wife be having a cravings?

Or maybe it's a disaster for him.

Oh my God, why the back?

The driver who was driving on the front bench wanted to laugh out loud right then and there when he remembered how Kara's facial expression was at that time.

Not not unknown, the driver who had been around in his fifties knew about Kara who was anti on grasshoppers.

He has been serving the Praja Bekti family since he was young.

Kara is a man who is very afraid of grasshoppers.

In the past, since childhood, he had a kind of trauma to coming into contact with the grasshopper.

His fingers had been attacked by both feet of locusts.

Sick.....

I don't know, the pain is like it still feels today. It feels, Kara can't even just imagine.

"Yes, grasshopper".

Said Hanum lightly. The woman did not know that her husband was afraid of grasshoppers. If he knew, Kara would have been out all day. Imagine, now Kara is horrified.

"Ap..is there no other food and is it more normal?"

Kara asked his wife.

"normal? For me the fried grasshopper is normal, mas. In some countries such as China also sells a variety of foods such as fried grasshoppers, spider satay and also sour scorpions ma......"

"Enough. Don't continue anymore.

Yes already. Tomorrow I will ask Seno to clear my schedule in the next few days. We're going to China to hunt for the food you mentioned earlier, okay?"

Kara's tone of voice is made as soft as possible. His fingers stretched out rubbing quietly Hanum's distended stomach. He does not want Hanum to be angry or sulking at him, or his world will feel doomsday at that time.

"No!!"

Hanum shook his head firmly.

He prefers the challenge of facing all the bodyguards of his mother's choice rather than having to face one grasshopper.

"Then?".

"I want to eat here, my own grasshopper. We also cook together.

How about in garlic seasoning and black pepper. God, imagine me like I'm hungry".

Hanum's eyes sparkled with joy. Unlike the Kara speakers who began to dim. It was like he wanted to scream right then and there.

"Of course, I'll have a few guards look for him in the farm or forest area".

Kara continued without looking at her.

His gaze was straight forward with his hands embracing his wife's shoulders.

"Don't involve anyone"

Hanum's lips pursed.

"I want someone to look for me.

What made me pregnant was you, mas.

Not bodyguards. And this kid is your son, not the bodyguard. I want you to find it for yourself".

"Oh my goodness, honey...... Why you should experience strange cravings.

Why don't you want rare diamonds, limited-edition jewelry, branded items, houses, cars, lots of deposits or unlimited credit cards or whatever.

Please, don't ask for anything beyond reason".

Kara gave his wife understanding still very soft. To be honest, he seemed to want to scream vent his frustration at the request of the wife. However, he knows Hanum's condition is very sensitive to his feelings.

The driver who was still loyal to his position wanted to laugh right then and there. However, all the driver can do is bite his lower lip so as not to let go of laughing.

Not only was Kara afraid, but the driver was also afraid of sin if he had to be happy over the suffering of his employer.

"Fried grasshopper why should you call something out of reason?

In the past, when in sigam, my mother always cooked it for me when she couldn't buy food and she only had one liter of rice".

Hanum smiled, his memory returning to his childhood days with his callista, his older brother.

Difficult times, but so warm without much conflict.

"Is that as hard as your life used to be, sweet heart?".

Kara looked at her wife.

"If it's so good, I'll call mom to cook it for you".

"No. I want a mas who hunts locusts for me".

"Oh my god, is there no other choice, baby?".

"Thank God I only asked you for a grasshopper. Just imagine if I asked a lion, tiger or crocodile hunting mas for me to cook.".

"Even I would rather hunt that beast than a grasshopper".

Hanum. She recalls her husband's words.

"really? What does that mean.....

Are you afraid of grasshoppers?"

For some reason, a brilliant idea instantly flashed across Hanum's head.

"No".

"Oh, great. What if you find me a hundred locusts with your bare hands. If you don't meet the targets I set, don't go home and don't expect you to sleep in bed with me.

Don't worry, I'll definitely accompany you later while searching for that grasshopper".

Hanum giggled amusedly when he saw it, Kara stiffened instantly with an eye that was difficult to understand.

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