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Dumpling Noodles

Alex opened his phone when he heard an incoming message that he deliberately distinguished his voice.

📩 Mas, later home from the office, buy dumpling noodles on the road Miss yaaa 🥰😘

Alex smiles at the incoming message from Hanum. His wife's content had stepped on the fourth month. From pregnancy to this day, Hanum never asked her for anything at all.

What might still feel reluctant to ask him or Hanum does not feel cravings like pregnant women in general.

As soon as this afternoon a message came in asking to buy food for the first time, Alex was very happy and needed.

📨 Okay

It is a basic man who is not good at speaking stale, although his heart is very happy still he can not express even with writing though.

Hanum threw his phone on the bed. She was upset and disappointed by her husband's response and reply in a short message.

He needed a lot of preparation to send a message. Write, delete, write again, then delete again. So many times, until at the end, he pressed the send button and waited for an answer with his heart racing.

Her mood has been a mess all day since she received a message from Alex. When the sound of her husband's car came into the yard, Hanum did not welcome her as usual. He went into the room pretending not to listen.

"Num, what are you?" Alex's head poked out from behind the bedroom door.

"Rapiin's clothes" said Hanum briefly. He busy himself with a pile of clothes that are neat in the closet, but deliberately he took out again.

"That's the dumpling noodle you asked for at the dinner table."

"Hmm." Hanum muttered without looking at her husband.

"I took a shower first." Without feeling suspicious Alex went into the bathroom, "Nuum, please get me a towel dong," Alex exclaimed from inside the bathroom.

Hanum, who already knew her husband's habits, was out of the room before Alex asked for help to get a towel.

"Hanum hasn't eaten, Ma?" alex asked astonished when he saw the dumpling noodles that he brought were still intact and not open at all.

"Mama haven't seen him dinner yet."

Alex goes to the kitchen but he doesn't find Hanum there.

"Hanum asked to bring dumplings noodles, but how not directly eaten? where is she?"

"Try looking in the back garden, Hanum now likes to sit in the gazebo." Mom pointed towards the back of the house

Alex immediately went to the back garden, before he unwrapped the noodle dumplings and poured them into a bowl.

Hanum was playing with the fish in the pond when Alex came to him with a bowl of noodles in hand.

"Why not eat?"

"No need" said Hanum, looking down.

"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it."

"It's okay."

Alex took a deep breath. He had not realized the mistake that had upset his wife.

"So you don't want to have dinner? I'm coming home from work in line with your dumpling noodles for over an hour, but you don't touch them at all. If you know this, you order online."

Hanum raised his head, he was flabbergasted as Alex was grumbling long.

"If you don't eat it may still hold, but don't you feel sorry for the baby in your stomach? don't be selfish, Num!"

Hanum pursed his lips. He held back from saying the words that made the situation even more chaotic.

A little rough he took the bowl from Alex's hand and started eating it quickly.

"Don't be here, I'm sick of seeing you!" Hanum sat down to her husband.

He drove Alex away not for what he said, but he was covering up a falling tear as he ate.

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