
Aisha was in the kitchen early this morning, with her husband holding her from behind.
Aisha looked to the side and kissed the lips of her husband. "Sana ah, it's hard to cook!" aisha pinta.
"Don't want to" replied the Altar, shaking his head.
The altar turned off the stove, turning his wife's body towards him.
"Drink the milk that you made dear first," the Altar asked in a hoarse voice.
Aisha shakes. "Wouldn't do it" said Aisha Manyun.
"Quickly, keep wearing your veil, you remember if at home there are friends brother?"
Aisha was forced to take milk, which her husband had made.
"Sir Altar, mah Ais did you say that Ais does not like the vanilla flavored milk this is the kitchen?"tanyanya.
"So don't know, there are only two flavors, chocolate and vanilla taste I think milk for pregnant people is good taste vanilla let her child white mening," explained Altar.
Aisha flicked her lips, took a deep breath and threw it away, trying to drink the Altar-given milk.
Not yet drunk, Ais already feels nauseous.
"Replace! The ice doesn't like it!"
"Yaudah, I'll change!" he put the milk on the table.
"So, don't you stay yet? Wanna build another one," permit the Altar. "Your face, don't forget to wear it!" order the Altar and just get a nod.
When cool cooking, suddenly already in the fuss the act of friends Altar.
"Chairman, what can Evan do for you?" asked Evan who was washing his face on the faucet.
"Eh, don't you sit down, let me!" reject Aisha.
"No papa, chief let us help" Kendra said.
"Yaudah, Kendra please cut the vegetables if you can!"
Kendra nodded her thumb.
"Evan, please salute her to that." point Aisha at the frying pan containing meat on the stove.
Evan nodded. "Asslamualaikum" said the man.
Aisha who heard him pat the jidat.
"The greeting means, Evan," said Aisha, inexhaustible.
Aisha shakes. "You are Evan, Aish Enek!" cerca Aisha's.
Vier with his pillow face, not yet fully conscious, sat on the dining chair.
He looked at the milk on the table and looked at it slowly so that it would go up and down.
"Cocky, but another taste of pepper huh?"he murmured, but continued to drink it until it ran out.
The altar that saw him reflexively picked up the glass and shook the head of his best friend.
"Here, milk for pregnant men, '" cried the altar so that Vier rounded his eyes.
"What's right, huh? What if I was pregnant? I'm not a sissy." Panicked the man.
Cakra is seated. "Why the hell lo?" tanyanya, feeling dizzy in the era of the head.
"No, drink pregnant milk" said the altar, pointing at Vier.
"Mampus, beware of pregnant samsunding child." The chakras make Vier even more panicked.
"Lo mah, panic," said Vier, holding a glass of water on the table, but Cakra took it first and took a sip.
"Damn it!" vier's Overest. "Friend Lucnuk," he continued, walking towards the kitchen, holding his waist which still hurt.
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"Eh, Tar friday tomorrow we're sharing, huh? Lo and the chief must come!" pinta Cakra's.
"Share what?" tanya Aisha poured rice on her husband's plate.
"We intend, tomorrow Friday will divide the windfall to the street children out there who need to eat" replied Vier.
Aisha nodded. "Is she really?" aisha asked sparklingly, in disbelief.
They're nodding." Not just the five of us, but one Aodra gang" Kendra explained. "This is your husband's idea, he also donated," he continued.
Aisha looked at her husband, the Altar nodding.
"Well, my husband is great. "Aisha gave a thumbs up to her husband. "Aisha come with ya!" her door.
Altar nodded.
Aisha cheered hooray in her heart, she really likes to share the windfall on the street kids out there who need to eat.
"Eh what is that? I'm also going to dong!"someone who is none other than Gea.
"Astaghfirullah neng, if you come, excuse me or say hello, do not be like a jalangkung!" chirps Kendra.