
"Hooaaamm, Papa's already drowsy." Papa yawned wide while standing from his seat, "Papa enter first huh. You go to bed soon too, accompany your wife." Papa pats Alex on the shoulder as he passes through his son's chair.
Alex was silent for a while and then stood up from his seat, and brought a glass filled with milk pregnant women who were still not touched at all.
Before entering the room, Alex breathed first. He set his emotions so as not to get late when he got a frustrating reaction from his wife.
As he opens the door to his room, Alex still has time to catch Hanum's movements that turn around quickly.
"Num, are you asleep?" alex pretended not to know. Hanum slept on his back with his face almost entirely buried on a pillow.
Alex suspected his wife was still crying or as much as possible, as seen from her irregular back movements.
"I put the milk on the table yes, if you are thirsty or hungry later tonight can be drunk" said Alex slowly.
Slowly he got on the bed. He looked at Hanum's back which felt very far from his reach. He remembered Papa's story about his mother who likes to be rubbed on her back and stomach while pregnant.
Alex's outstretched hand touched his wife's back, slowly he started rubbing Hanum's back. Feeling no rejection even as his back movements became more regular, Alex began to shift closer.
His left hand he slipped on the nape of Hanum, while his right hand he used to rub his wife's stomach.
At first Hanum refused, but slowly her body began to loosen and enjoy her husband's hand rub.
"Are you tired? say yes if you want a massage," whispered Alex slowly.
Hanum did not want to answer, she still pretended to sleep and enjoyed her husband's touch.
A soft snoring sound could be heard from behind his body. The movement of Alex's hand was no longer there, but the hand was still coiled in his stomach.
Slowly Hanum uncovers Alex's arm from his body. His empty stomach was already beeping for filling. Hanum stood up from his sleep and finished the milk in a glass, which her husband put on the table. But a glass of milk still feels less for pregnant women like herself, let alone the noodles she eats before going to bed she has taken it all out.
Hanum came out of the room towards the kitchen. The time has shown past midnight, the food on the table is certainly no longer available. Hanum opened the kitchen cabinet where dry food was stored.
A few packs of instant noodles caught his attention. Hanum started to light the stove to boil the water. He then prepared to mix the spices in the bowl.
Hanum just nodded his head in embarrassment at her husband's question. His frown was displeased as Alex turned off the stove to boil the noodles.
"Reduce eating instant noodles yes. I fry eggs as much as sausages?" alex asked with a smile. Hanum was still lazy to answer, he already wanted to eat his favorite instant noodles.
"There's still rice, there's eggs, there's sausages, it's like it's good to make fried rice. Wanna?" ask Alex again. Hanum was still mute, he only raised both of his shoulders indifferently.
"Sit here first, let the servant cook for the Princess," Alex said as he led Hanum to a table chair.
During their marriage, she saw her husband holding a cooking utensil. From the back, his wide back seemed to move according to the rhythm of the tinkling of the skillet and sutil.
The scent of sausage, eggs and fried rice seasoning invited Hanum closer towards the frying pan.
"Already laper?" tease Alex when he sees his wife's starving face. Hanum looked down embarrassed and then came back in his chair.
Before long a large plate of fried rice was on the table.
"It's too much" Hanum protested.
"Eat together, I'm also a laper" Alex said as he sat next to Hanum, "Where are you going?" Alex held Hanum's hand as his wife stood up from her seat.
"Take the spoon."
"Here we go, we eat together." Alex showed me the spoon in his hand
"Yeah." Alex asks him to open his mouth.
"Mas Alex first."
"You were the one who wanted to eat before you" forced Alex. Hanum slowly opened his mouth. This was the first time she had eaten by her husband.
Alex took turns bribing his wife and then he himself. The two of them ate without a sound, but each time Alex fed a spoon into Hanum's mouth, their eyes skimmed and immediately smiled at each other.