Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 105 Pregnancy Period

"Mas, what time's it going home?" It was late in the afternoon, but I could not wait for my husband's return. My pregnancy is now 20 weeks, almost five months. It's been a week of strange behavior, always feeling homesick when I don't see Mas Adit.

"Once Maghrib is over, wait for it to be too jammed" Mas Adit replied from across the phone call.

We have been living in Jakarta for over a month. Surabaya and Jakarta, who says not too much different because they are both big cities in Indonesia. I think it's very different. It was the traffic that made me shake my head the most. There are hardly any streets in Jakarta that are not jammed.

"I'm missing, Mas. Scrap home!" sulukku.

"Yes, be patient, baby. What's the matter today?" Ask Mas Adit to distract me.

"Today I tried a new recipe, Mom. Make tteokboki equal bulgogi. Last day gochujangnya same mother to r*nch market. It turns out that pedes-pedes asem. There was a Carolina reaper as well, I wanted to try it" I said. Lately my favorite on spicy food is going crazy.

"Don't be weird, baby. If your stomach is not strong, it can berabe later" said Mas Adit advising.

"The chepet's coming home! I want to see Mas..." I said with an amused smile.

"Oh" Mas Adit was heard murmuring.

"Why, Mas?"

"Father, the clerk of the table" Adit replied reasoned. Though Adit was a little frustrated with his wife's new habits.

"Yes, I look forward to my beloved husband's return. Kangen shrimp pake really nget ngeeeeett! Where's sun?" Pampered whinekku. Mas Adit gave me an online kiss.

I wonder to myself, why it could be this pampered. When I was pregnant, I was so independent. Is it possible because I used to not have a partner as a place to indulge and lean, so I can do everything myself. Or is this what is called a change due to pregnancy hormones? I don't know.

In his office Adit chatted with his subordinates who had just finished consulting the design drawings of the new project.

"Gas, your wife is pregnant cravings weird?" Bagas, whose wife had just given birth two weeks ago, was targeted by Adit for information.

"This second child, it's not weird, Mas. I bershukuuur. I was still pregnant with my first child, my pardon" Bagas replied to Adit. Adit was not willing to be called sir, because he felt that he was not that old to be called sir.

"What was the first thing?" Adit curious.

"My wife wants to sleep in people's homes. I can't sleep he said at home. Maybe my wife sleeps in the neighbor's house. Finally I was forced to give up, my wife returned to Cilacap during pregnancy" Bagas story.

"Hmm, it's still mending from my wife" Adit said.

"What is Mas Adit's wife?" Tanya Bagas curious.

"Ga needs to know, huh. Fix the error I marked. Tomorrow I wait. If it has been fixed, can directly consul same client" Adit orders. As the day was nearing the Maghrib, Adit chose to pack up and went home soon.

And this is where Adit is now, both in the room with his wife. After dinner, Adit became briefly with the Sky and then prepared to serve the request of the wife.

"Come, Mas, the splinter is opened!" Whine Wulan spoiled.

"Cold, baby!" Adit again tried to evade.

"Yes, matiin his AC first. Just the reason!" His wife began to complain. If it's like that, Adit doesn't dare to dodge anymore.

Adit finally pulled off his tee shirt, then released his pants. Now Adit just wear underwear.

"Stand, Mas. Back face!" His wife's orders, and Adit's gone.

"Legs opened in a minute, hands in the waist. Head down here!" Pinta Wulan leaning on the headboard.

"Au, so sexy. Raaawwwrr" his wife. Then he took some portraits of himself. As a private collection, make it if you go to work. That's what his wife said when she protested.

For a week Wulan always asked her husband to 'show' the shape of the body of the athletic husband in front of her. "Ga ah, what!" So rejected Adit a week ago.

"I'm going to the gym tomorrow. Wanna see those macho guys over there, there's gotta be a lot!" Wulan.

Adit's eyes widened, imagining his wife would actually leave and seek out the 'view' of another man. "Eh, where can it be" said Adit while pouting.

"Yes, Mas Adit nurut, dong. This is Adek's request. Yeah, right, Deck?" Wulan said while stroking her stomach which began to bulge.

Finally Adit can only obey. After satisfied taking pictures, his wife still does not allow Adit to wear clothes back. Wulan would curl up in her arms until she fell asleep. Although the early days were caught off guard, but now he has started to get used to and enjoy the moments of the wife's indulgence.

The days passed, I did not feel my pregnancy entered the third trimester, my stomach was getting bigger. I have rarely asked Mas Adit to do strange poses using only underwear. But that doesn't mean my cravings are over.

"Yes..." I said while playing my fingers in a circle in the sixpack Mas Adit muscle, after our sex session just now. Our bodies are plain, and only the belly button down section is covered in a blanket.

"Why baby? Want to go again?" Say Mas Adit with a naughty clatter.

"Dude, um...! He wants it to go on. Pegel knows, Mas" I'm grumbling.

"Delicious, if it's been shaken like it. Anyway, I keep that working. You're just cracking the light!" Pout my husband while gently re-mas my chest.

"Seriously ah, Mas. I'm laper" I said.

"But I want him to eat tiwul" I said.

"Haa??" Mas Adit's mouth successfully gawked. "Jakarta does anyone sell tiwul? It's the night, baby, where are you going?"

"But I'm a lager, want to eat tiwul" my eyes began to glaze over.

"Eat first, huh?" Tawar Mas Adit's.

"Ga wants! Oh, my love I am the same as my son! I just want to eat tiwul, not diamonds! But I don't want to do it!" My tears are already running. I was wondering why tears had suddenly flooded

"Whoops!" Mas Adit muttered as he rubbed his hair in frustration, "Don't cry dear. Tomorrow, take care, yes. Ssshhh, sorry sorry. Don't cry on, you fuck inside. If you eat diamonds, lumping dong horses!" Mas Adit tried to slur.

"But I don't want to make my own, I have to buy!" My love's firm.

"Yes, tomorrow Mas askin equally if you want to buy tiwul where" promised Mas Adit.

The next day, Adit asked Dani, his subordinate who was both from East Java. "And, where in Jakarta do you know?"

"Ah, where is there, Mas. Why yourself?" Dani's Proposal.

"My wife wants to buy. What a weird thing!" Adit murmured, but in front of his wife he did not want to do so.

"What if my wife makes it, but Mas says buy it. After all, his wife won't know"

"Good idea! How I didn't think. But how's the material?" Another confusion approached.

"Many sold in online stores, really. Order the material. Later if it is there let me pack my wife to cook. Or it could be directly addressable to my home, so the dateng could be executed immediately" Dani said.

"Can, can. I'm looking for it now" Adit replied and returned to his room.

At home, Adit seduces his wife into waiting. Because of the new instant tiwul flour he will receive two days later. "Prophey, baby. Still looking for the same info. In Jakarta is a bit hard to hear" Adit's pretext on the wife.

The next three days the tiwul was already in Adit's hands. And how happy he was, found his wife's eyes sparkling happily while devouring tiwul that had been cooked with a slightly sweet taste and sprinkled coconut grater. Adit was also happy, who was happy with the presence of tiwul not only his wife, but also his mother-in-law and Sky. They apparently also miss the typical cuisine of East Java.

The following week, Wulan again asked for East Java specialties, lontong racing. But Adit is now not dizzy, because the ingredients can be ordered online. Thanks to the advancement of technology, inner Adit cheerful. Not to forget, Adit also thanked Dani's wife, who never refused to accept his order.

Throughout the rest of my pregnancy, I still often ask for typical Surabaya foods. Like corn rice, cingur rujak, tolet rujak, Tek tofu, mixed tofu. Last time yesterday, I asked ote-ote Porong to my husband. I don't know where Mas Adit got all the food I asked for, but I'm always happy when I eat those foods.

My pregnancy has now reached 33 weeks and 3 days. The doctor said I could have a normal delivery if I kept my condition in tip-top shape. Today I was with Mom and Bune making one of Mas Adit's favorite menus, oxtail soup and meat empal. Mother also made a roll soes cake as a snack.

Actually since two days ago, I felt occasional heartburn. But the interval is still long, almost once an hour, even more than an hour will reappear. So I chose to ignore that heartburn, and thought maybe it was a false contraction.

This afternoon I wanted to surprise Mas Adit, bringing lunch to the office. Wearing a green toska halter dress, white polka-patterned pattern, and a cape blazer to cover my shoulders.

After getting out of the car, I went straight to my husband's office.

"My husband is there?" I made small talk to Mas Adit's co-worker.

"She, Ma'am. Just goin!" Answer the man I know named Bagas. Bagas did not know that his manager was a guest, because only half an hour ago Bagas returned to the office after reviewing the project location in North Jakarta.

Then I sauntered into Mas Adit's office. I, who was about to give a surprise, opened the door without knocking.

"Sura...!" My words immediately stopped, my smile instantly dissipated.

Brak!! I slammed the door shut back. I'm mad!! How not, the sight I saw was truly sickening. With half a run, I rushed out of Mas Adit's office. Just as I was about to reach the gate of his office, Mas Adit's clutching hands restrained my departure. Tears of anger and disappointment have spread to both eyes.

"Darling, wait. You misunderstood" Mas Adit said gently.

"Misunderstand what?! What I saw proved everything! Mas Adit's...Oh...!" I cannot continue my words.

"Darling, please listen to my explanation. Everything is not what you think" Mas Adit said.

"Ga needs! I don't need any explanation! What I saw!-!" My sentence was broken, when I realized that there was water seeping on my thigh.

A second later, intense pain swept through the abdomen all the way to the area around my hips, making me stir for a moment, "Ah, fight, sakiiitt!" Tears immediately fell, holding back pain in the stomach and because of heartache.

Mas Adit immediately tried to grab my shoulder, "Don't touch! I don't want to hold me!" I jerked my shoulder.

"But you have to go to the hospital right now!" Adit did not care about the rejection of his wife, just directly carry the body of the wife to the parking lot.

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~*Carolina reaper, named the hottest chili in the world by the Guinness Book of Records. This chili has a spiciness of 1,400,000-2,200,000 SHU, hotter than 175-880 times the jalapeno chili.

Reader all has anyone stopped by my other work? It's called* "The Scavenger". *But I'm sorry I haven't been able to come up with the story again because I want to finish WML first. The story of Wulan has arrived at the end of 🤗 if there will appear PoV Sky and PoV Deni it means that WML is already in the last chapter.

Don't forget*, the thumb is squeezed dong ciiinnn 😘😘