Wife Suffering In Honey

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Days have changed, weeks, even months have passed. Now Amanda's gestational age has entered the fourth month, and pregnant who now Amanda is really spoiled. Lucky now her husband has changed, and maybe if it hasn't changed, Amanda definitely won't have that kind of courage.

Since pregnancy, Amanda's attitude contrasts with her original attitude. Formerly always tough, tough, brave, and also diligent, has now changed. Amanda who is now more whiny, spoiled, timid, and irritable or sulky, she is also irritable. So if Marcel is talking to him, be careful.

Like this morning, when Marcel was getting ready to go to the office, Amanda suddenly whined for a young mango. Carefully Marcel told his wife that he would buy it after he left the office. But Amanda refused it.

"Honey, I'll buy it from the office later, yeah," Marcel said. The man seemed to have lost his mind, how to persuade his wife to want to listen to his words.

"No way, Manda wants Mas to climb himself. Manda asked for permission from Ms. Rika. So Mas just climb up," Amanda refused. The woman insisted on asking her husband who picked the young mango straight from her tree.

"But .... "

"Udah come on." Amanda pulled Marcel's hand by force.

Marcel could only give up on what his wife wanted. Amanda continued to pull her husband's hand until they arrived at the side yard of Bu Rika's house. Neighbor who had a mango tree, Marcel looked at the tree standing in front of him, not too big but the fruit was quite thick.

"Come, Mas" Amanda's request.

Marcel glanced at his wife, not wanting to argue anymore. Marcel quickly took off his coat which was still attached to his body. He also loosened his tie, then folded his shirt arms up to his elbows. Now Marcel was getting ready to climb the mango tree, but his intention stopped when he heard the voice of his wife.

"Wait for me" cried Amanda.

Marcel looked over lazily. "What's Amanda."

"Mas sure you want to climb a tree still wearing shoes." Amanda pointed at her husband's feet.

Marcel smiled. "You're the one in a hurry."

Marcel quickly took off his shoes, after which he immediately climbed the mango tree very quickly. Perhaps Marcel was one of the winners of the tree climbing race as a child, so the man was very agile in setting his feet on the mango tree.

Upon arrival on Marcel immediately plucked the mango that his wife wanted. Unmitigated Marcel dropped more than 10 mango seeds. Amanda was a little surprised by what her husband did, but she also felt happy to be able to enjoy the fruit that Amanda really wanted.

Without caring for Marcel who was still on top of the tree. Amanda immediately picked up the fruit and rushed home. Marcel looked at his wife's behavior, indeed his attitude was contrary to his original attitude. After that Marcel immediately went down, upon arrival under Marcel took his suit and shoes and put his feet back home.

Just as Marcel stepped inside, Amanda screamed from the kitchen. Marcel sighed again, slowly the man walked up to his wife. Amanda was busy making sambal, while the young mango was still lying on the table.

"What's up, hem?" ask Marcel.

"Squeeze the mango yes. Amanda's doing the champ again," ask Amanda. The woman was still busy making the chili.

"Darling, I'm going to the office. I have tel .... "

Instantly Marcel was silent as the thread Amanda was holding was already in front of his lips. His eyes stared intently, for some reason Marcel was so afraid to see Amanda angry. The man chose silence, if the voice might be a thread it would go into his mouth, while Amanda still looked at her husband with a sharp gaze.

"Today I can't go anywhere" Amanda said.

"Keep later kal ... "Marcel's speech came to a halt, as Amanda handed over the knife and the young mango.

"The hunt's been peeled, Mas," Amanda said. Marcel can only stop.

With a lethargic face Marcel took off his tie, then draped it around his wife's neck. After that Marcel brought the knife and the young mango, then pulled the chair and dropped the weight. Marcel began peeling the mangoes one by one, while Amanda was finishing her chili.

Once done Amanda took her chili to the dinner table, where her husband was. Amanda sat next to Marcel, the woman watching her husband peeling the mango. When it was finished, Amanda took over the mango, she began to cut it, then put it in the sauce she made.

After cutting, Amanda began to stir the pieces of mango to mix the blood of the spice. Marcel felt pained to see the pieces of young mango that had been mixed with the spice rujak. Once mixed together, Amanda began to eat it, the woman so greedily stuffed the piece of mango into her mouth.

Marcel chose to take his eyes off. The man took out a flat object of his, to tell his assistant if today he could not leave. After that Marcel will also check the email that has entered since this morning. While Amanda was still busy with her concoction, the woman enjoyed it very much, without feeling spicy or sour.

"His running mate?" marcel asked, but his eyes remained focused on his phone screen.

"Such a son, I want to" said Amanda, not forgetting the woman also offered her husband.

"No need to make kam .. "had not had time for Marcel to continue his words, the piece of mango has already managed to enter his mouth.

With Marcel desperately forced to chew it, the spicy, sour, and sweet taste mixed into one. By closing her eyes Marcel began to swallow her, while Amanda smiled, even laughing when she saw the expression of her husband's face which she thought was very funny. Marcel immediately panned the glass of water that Amanda brought.

The man took a sip until it ran out, even then he could not reduce the sour and spicy taste. If it wasn't for Amanda, maybe Marcel would have spewed it out, but if he did it would have been a lick of women, and it would have been more dangerous. Amanda unceasingly laughed, while Marcel shook his head.

"Again, Mas" persuaded Amanda. Marcel kept shaking his head.

"Come on, Mas," whined Amanda.

"Am ... "again Amanda put the mango. And it succeeded in making the look of Marcel's face changed, even his lips, cheeks, and eyes reddened.

Marcel turned his face away, then closed his eyes and chewed the piece of mango slowly. The man shook his head as he began to swallow it, a complete torment to Marcel. If asked to choose, Marcel prefers mopping the floor, rather than having to eat rujak, which tastes nano-nano.

Amanda was really satisfied to see the look on her husband's face like that. Smiles and laughter never escaped Amanda, the woman felt very happy. While Marcel was just resigned to what his wife was doing, the man was also happy to see his woman laughing so loosely. May that smile and laughter always adorn his days.

***

Mentari was leaning west, even dusk began to appear. A reddish glow graced the sky, the birds chirped, and flew back to their nests. The afternoon breeze adds to the increasingly romantic atmosphere, ah but not for Marcel and Amanda.

Because this afternoon Amanda again made Marcel hold his patience. While he was busy with his job, Amanda suddenly asked him to find fish meatballs, but after Marcel, his wife never ate meatballs, just smelled Amanda did not like. But now even whining like a child who was asking for a balloon.

"Mas, buyin meatballs dong. Manda wanted to eat meatballs," whined Amanda with a tug of her husband's burly arm.

"Yes, take care of the work and do not take care of Manda," cut Amanda quickly. The woman came out of her husband's study by slamming the door very hard.

Bussy, Marcel was surprised by what his wife had just done, the man was seen stroking his chest by shaking his head. Marcel was silent for a moment, then tidied up the work, after which Marcel got up from his seat and stepped his feet out of his study.

Marcel walked to his room, and upon arrival Amanda was lying on the bed. Slowly Marcel approached him and sitting next to him, the man stroked his wife's hair gently. But Amanda did not respond at all, instead the woman was getting sulky.

"No need to hold on, Mom. Just hold on to the job, not that it's more important than the wife." Amanda shook her husband's hand. It made Marcel sigh slowly, patiently. But is Marcel's patience stock still plentiful? It's probable.

"Honey, don't sulk dong. Later beautiful look," Marcel's tease. Amanda was silent.

"So he said ask for meatballs, so buy no" Marcel said later.

"Not so, late." Amanda got up and got out of bed. The woman walked out of the room regardless of her husband.

"Oh my God, my wife why else. Earlier forced to ask for meatballs, already wanted to be followed even not so," grumbled Marcel. "The feeling of his head is not abis kejedod, his brain is also not sliding."

Marcel laid his body on the bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling of the room. His mind suddenly glanced to the time where they first got married. Marcel admitted he hated Amanda so much, even to see her face was reluctant. But now, everything is upside down. Marcel felt if he didn't see his wife for a day, it felt like it had been weeks.

Love cannot be guessed, when it will come, and stop in the heart. As Marcel had experienced, his hatred had now turned into love, his anger had now turned into his tenderness. And his cruelty has now turned into his concern, Marcel promises not to waste what he has. Especially when remembering what Amanda's past was like, it felt like Marcel wanted to be the first person who was always there for him.

***

The morning sun had greeted, rising from the eastern horizon, a bright light entering the house through the cracks of the windows, and ventilation. The sky looks bright, as bright as the hearts of two people who are now struggling with their respective activities. Amanda is busy in the kitchen, while Marcel is busy getting ready to go to the office.

At 07:00 Amanda was done with her work in the kitchen, the food was served neatly on the dining table. The woman is busy washing her dirty kitchen. After finishing Amanda immediately tidied up the kitchen that was still a mess, although there was a maid but Amanda always did it, because it was one of the duties like a wife.

A few minutes down Marcel with a neat appearance. The man walked over to his wife who was in the dining room. Marcel pulled the chair and dropped the weight, with Amanda immediately following the husband. Marcel smiled, not bored - the man looked at his wife's face, his chubby cheeks made Marcel feel anxious.

"Breakfast first, Mommy." Amanda placed a plate containing rice and side dishes in front of her husband.

"Thank you, baby." Marcel smiled, then began to eat the food that his wife had served.

"Cock you don't eat?" marcel asked, when he saw his wife was silent.

"You're not hungry yet, Mom," Amanda replied.

Marcel simply nodded, after which he continued his morning breakfast ritual. While Amanda just looked at the face of her husband who was eating his breakfast so greedily. It took only 15 minutes Marcel was done, the man immediately got up and got ready to leave for the office.

While Amanda immediately cleaned the dining table, getting rid of the dirty dishes and glasses. After that Amanda returned to the front to see the husband who was tidying up his tie. Amanda walked up to her, and helped her husband. Marcel smiled and wrapped his hands around his wife's waist.

"You are an understanding wife." Marcel took his wife's nose.

"Yes dong, Mas." Amanda smile.

"Oyeah, Honey. Please take my briefcase upstairs. I had forgotten, "pinta Marcel, and was answered with a nod by his wife.

Amanda took her foot up the stairs to get to the room. But suddenly his steps came to a halt when he heard a scream from the front of the house, without a second thought Amanda turned her body and ran towards the main door. Marcel gawked at his wife who ran away regardless of herself and her orders.

While Amanda was now on the front porch, suddenly the woman shouted to her husband in her 7 octave voice. "Mas Marcel."

At once Marcel jumped in shock to hear the screams of his wife from the front of the house, curious Marcel stepped foot towards the main door, seen Amanda who was standing on the front porch by waving her hand at a seller. Seeing that Marcel just shook his head, astonished.

How not to be surprised, just because there is a seller seblak should scream, make a scene home. Good thing Marcel is in love, try if not, it is certain that the man did not hesitate to touch Amanda's lips. Eh, that means picking up Amanda's ear, let her, let's not make her ears hurt because her screams are like a broken radio.

"So I told you to do something." Marcel walked leisurely, putting both his hands in his pants pocket.

Amanda was silent for a moment. "Hehe, buy some tea first."

"Take off my briefcase first, I'll buy it later" said Marcel. His eyes stared hard at Amanda.

Not according to her, Amanda just put her lips together. She moved her legs closer to her husband, then flanked the burly arm very tightly, and leaned her head. This is what makes Marcel more anxious, it feels like to pinch his wife's chubby cheeks. His body that began to contain made Marcel want to hug him at any time. Tastes, tender.

"Mas, buyin first." Amanda rolled her eyes, making Marcel die of lice.

"Duh, if this is how it can be rejected," Marcel's mind.

"Yes, I bought it. But now you take my briefcase first, I'll be late" Marcel said.

"OK." Amanda kissed Marcel on the cheek, then went inside the house.

Marcel was silent unmoved, his hand stroking the cheek of his wife's kiss. It was like a dream, his heart was beating faster than usual, it felt like a person was in love.

The woman was already starting to be brave. Marcel smiled, and shook his head, recalling the incident earlier.

"Honey, how many servings" cried Marcel from outside.

"10 servings, Mas." At once Marcel's eyes were perfectly rounded, having heard the answer from his wife.

"What, 10 servings .. for anyone, just load his stomach" Marcel said in disbelief.

Marcel shook his head again, astonished. His wife's attitude and mannerisms really make the man always think hard, and must have a large stock of patience. If not, Marcel could be crazy for thinking about Amanda's attitude and behavior.  Because Amanda is now the opposite of the old Amanda.