
After last night Ibra was overwhelmed by Mita's demand for spicy food, now Ibra is again made more overwhelmed with Mita who asks her to wear a negligee.
Yeah, negligee moms. However, the request that makes Ibra overwhelmed at the same time make himself heavy stress is the request of Mita who told her to use a negligent mother-mother who already has a patch on each side of her negligee.
"Honey, what kind of request is this, cook yes mas children who are here asking for such things," said Ibra with frustration.
Obviously Ibra is frustrated, the cook must use a used negligee used by mothers who can make his wife fall and countless embarrassments when seen by people.
No, for this time Ibra must have the heart not to obey the request of the wife.
"Mas come on, cook you want to have a child who likes the ileeran, sure I otherwise you follow your child drooling out everywhere," added Mita with a little threatening.
"But baby, cook I have to wear a negligee anyway" Ibra replied in frustration.
"Yes, it's just today, not tomorrow."
"Hmm, tomorrow-tomorrow no more, but there must be something else right," said Ibra.
After the debate, finally found the winner is Mita. Inevitably, Ibra complied with the wife's request. What else Mita threatens if not followed by her cravings, then the child will be upset.
Now, Ibra walks around the complex and looks at the clothesline of her neighbors who have a lot of negligence.
"Excuse me ma'am, that's a mother's negligent clothespin it's on sale?" ask Ibra.
"Huh, that negligee sir," pointed out the mother complex.
"Yes ma'am, about sold no, because I need that negligee ma'am."
"Oh, if it's just for lap only sir, but if you want yes please take it, free really," added the mother complex and finally Ibra took the negligee.
"Thank you ma'am the negligent."
"Yes sir together, what is it for Mr negligee?" ask the mother complex, because she knows it is impossible for a neighbor like Ibra to take used clothes, even though he knows that Ibra is a company director.
"Oh, I-this I wear to fulfill my wife's cravings," replied Ibra bowed in shame.
"Like that anyway, sir, yes already sir, hurry you bring this negligee to the wife of the Father, afraid if not the delivery of his son later can be ileran loh," he said and soon Ibra brought the negligee in front of Mita.
After returning home, Ibra immediately put on the negligee directly confronted Mita, to make Mita unceasingly laugh to see her husband wearing a negligent.
"Duh, Princess why the negligence was perforated, abis mangkal yes this morning," mocked Mita who intended for Ibra.
"Hmm, this is going to stop, but the same way you are, come with me to the room," Ibra replied and immediately took Mita to the main room. It ends with an intimate relationship in bed.
"Mas, if you want that, you have to be careful, don't get to our baby."
After ending the heat struggle, Mita rose from her sleep with her entire body feeling very tired.
How not to get tired, if Ibra devoured it so savagely, that the command of Mita no longer Ibra heard.
"Well, tired, where the afternoon is again, I am hungry," said Mita and then she immediately made a simple meal of fried rice.
By using the power of the mother-mak, finally the fried rice made by Mita is finished as well and when she wants to eat the fried rice, suddenly his appetite disappeared instantly and was replaced with a new desire, the desire to ask the husband to make more fried rice. It must be from her husband's own hands.
"Mas, wake up first Mas, Mita again wants," said Mita while shaking her husband's body.
"Hmmm, what did you want earlier, mayuk Mas also want that earlier," replied Ibra who immediately rose from his sleep.
Mita, who saw Ibra's reply, shook her head. Because not want to fit the dirty brain of her husband, but she wants her husband to make himself fried rice.
"Ih don't want it Mas, Mita again want fried rice made by Mas, so Mas make yes fried rice," said Mita again who made the spirit of Ibra collapse immediately. Because he thought, Mita again wanted to do husband and wife relations like that, but instead wanted to be willing to tell him to make fried rice Mita.
"Well, do you know yourself baby, Mas never cook, how about Mas order it fried rice," tasted Ibra but Mita still kekeh want to eat Ibra cuisine.
"No way Mas, Mita wants fried rice made by Mas himself," forced Mita who finally gave up and immediately walked towards the kitchen to make his wife fried rice.
"Darling, but you taught Mas how to make fried rice, because Mas did not know at all how to make it." Obviously Ibra and Mita immediately nodded their heads.
"Yes, let's go to the kitchen, Mas just listen to Mita's orders."
"Yes" answered Ibra, and afterwards he obeyed all the words of Mita.
So it came with the creation of fried rice made by Ibra. Where in terms of appearance and shape, it is very far to attract the attention of culinary lovers, let alone culinary lovers, lay people if given fried rice made by Ibra, will certainly immediately escape. However, it is different in the eyes of Mita who currently wants to eat fried rice. Although the appearance looks messy, but somehow by looking at it, Mita hurriedly served the fried rice on her plate and immediately ate it there as well.
"Duh, it looks like my fried rice is so good, baby, that you're sitting under this floor."
"Yes Mas delicious, this is if Mas want to try it," bargained Mita and soon Ibra tasting fried rice made by himself.
Not as delicious as Mita said. However, it even feels very bad, making Ibra immediately vomit his own fried rice on the spot.
"Huwek, it's not good, baby, I better throw it away" said Ibra and immediately brought her fried rice to the trash and immediately threw it away.
Seeing Ibra who immediately threw the fried rice into the trash, Mita was immediately angry with him. However, a few seconds later Mita immediately cried and headed into her room that did not forget she was locked from the inside.
"It's my history," inner Ibra in heart, when seeing for herself how Mita's emotions when she threw away her fried rice.
So that now all Ibra can do is find a way to comfort the wife so as not to be angry with her again.