Bia, the Substitute Mother
Jealous

...Trusting to see and listen to her with another woman is painful for me who is in love. ...

...~Bia Quinsa Altafunisha...

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"Non Bi, what do you want for dinner?" Aunt Mar asked when she knocked on Bia's room door.

The woman who had just finished her bath with a towel wrapped in her hair was shocked by Aunt Mar's presence on her.

"Emmm Mas Shaka isn't here tonight, Bi?"

"It seems not, Non. Mr. Shaka didn't give any news to Auntie. So it looks like the Master will be in the main house."

Bia's lethargic face. Looks like the two-bodied woman looks uninspired.

"Non miss the same sir?" Aunt Mar's chirps that make Bia's cheeks red.

"No, Bi. No!" Bia refused. "He asked me just want mastiin Bia should eat what later."

Aunt Mar nodded.

"So what's she gonna eat?"

"I'm a fan of spicy claws, Bi," said Bia quietly.

"But you don't allow Non Bia to eat spicy food. Master asked Auntie to cook vegetable soup, sea fish and also… "

"I don't want to, Bi!" Push it down gently. "He wants a spicy claw tonight."

Eye gazes. Bia expectantly. This pregnant woman is really being picky. Before she got pregnant, Bia could always eat everything. However, after being pregnant.

He could only eat the food he wanted. The food will go inside him if he wants to eat.

"But it's night. Nobody's gonna open it, Non!"

"She, Bi. Bia's place of subscription is definitely there!" Said Bia with a chuckle.

Aunt Mar looks to give up. After all she knew how this young pregnant mother felt. Feelings of women who are enjoying their cravings.

"Non Bia said it used to be the same Mas Shaka. Can't that be? Let's both taste good, Non!" Said Aunt Mar which made Bia finally nod in resignation.

Bia looks smiling so bright. It was as if telling me not to call Shaka was a beautiful thing in his life.

"Aunt to the kitchen. After hearing from Mr. Shaka. Let's go Auntie okay!"

"OK, Nona. Always tell me Auntie yah!" Aunt Mar said before she left.

***

"Darling, your phone sounds!" Shouted Dhira to her husband.

"try to see. Who is it, honey," said Shaka, moving here and there in the kitchen.

The couple was cooking together. Tonight the two really tried to calm each other down.

There's no sound whatsoever. It was as if Dhira was still silent and made Shaka turn his head.

"Darling?"

"Bia, Mum. Bia who called you," Shaka said honestly.

Shaka could feel that. Shaka could hear the difference in the voice of his angry wife. The difference in sound is very obvious.

"Have ahold!"

Dhira stared in disbelief. It was as if her husband's words were like a dream to her.

"Are you serious?"

Shaka turned. He shrank the fire on his stove and walked towards his wife.

"I'm serious, honey. Pick up and talk to Bia!"

A smile rose on Dhira's lips. The woman smiled proudly as she managed to control her husband to this point.

"Yes, Hello, Bi?"

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas oh Mbak Dhira, "The voice from across was shocked.

"What's wrong, Bi? Mas Shaka was cooking dinner for the two of us. What was? If there's something you can tell me!"

Bia who was on the other side clenched her hand. He looked disappointed with his hands. Honestly, his feelings are not because of. Especially when imagining how Shaka and Dhiea will do dinner together as a result of Shaka cuisine.

"Bia? Hello… "

"Eh yes, Ma'am. Sorry," said Bia surprised.

"Hows it? What do you want to say?"

"Don't go on, Bi. I also have to help Mas Shaka. What's up?"

"Can Bia then spicy claw tonight, Ma'am?" Said Bia slowly.

"Of course you can" said Dhira lightly.

The woman actually said that without hearing the last word.

"What did you say, Bi?" Shaka asked in surprise.

The man heard Bia's words. The man was very clear to hear what his wife said.

"Spicy plug?" Shaka yelled as he snatched his phone from Dhira's hand.

The man turned around. He turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen. That would make Dhira angry.

His eyes flashed with emotion with his heavy breath. His heart was racing with clenched hands.

"Yes, Mas. Can dad? Bia wants to eat that tonight!"

"No. That's spicy, Bi!"

"Little doang, Mas!" Bia said persuaded.

"As long as it doesn't stay!" Shaka said with the final.

"Mas is just one time. The medicine I want to doang, Mas. Yay.. Yay… "

"No!"

"Mas, please?"

"That's spicy, Bi. You remember right? You're pregnant and that's my son. I don't want anything to happen to my son because of your carelessness! Suck it!"

"But, Mas. Pleases. It's just one stroke and it won't hurt!"

"Not healthy."

"Brazil… "

"Bi!" Shaka said with the finale and his soft voice.

"Yes?" sahut Bia slowly.

"Sheel, Bi! I don't want anything to happen to you and our son. So please you have to obey me!"

Finally Bia complied. The man turned off his phone and realized something.

"Dhira's… "

"Hm?" Sahut Dhira who stood a few meters away from him.

"I'm sorry, honey. I. i… "

"I know you're worried about our son, aren't you?"

Shaka nodded. She was actually tested by Bia's behavior during pregnancy. She thinks Bia's pregnant won't be as annoying as before. However, it turns out that his guess was wrong.

"Dhira's… "

"I'm fine, Mas. Seriously!" Dhira said with him who was trying to hold back his emotions.

Dhira actually managed to catch his breath. Moreover, he also controlled himself which almost lost his mind.

Shaka spontaneously turned around. He slowly cupped his wife's faces together. Look at those two eyes closely.

"Do you love this child?"

"Why did I ask that? Of course I love that kid, Mas. He's your flesh and blood. He's my son too. I waited for his presence for a long time and I can't wait to meet him!" Dhira said slowly which made Shaka's lips smile.

"Thank you, honey. We're gonna raise this kid together, okay?"

"Sure," Dhira replied seriously.

"Tomorrow I'll be able to get to Bia's house, honey? What can?"

"I'm coming. I'm coming!" Dhira said he would not lose.

Shaka slowly hesitated. However, when he saw the expression on his wife's face. He's starting to wake up. He began to remember one thing.

"I just wanted to come along because I wanted to see my son, Mas. I just want to wipe it. Can you?"

"certain. Tomorrow we'll see Bia and see our son?"

~Connected

Actually, right, really. ready to stock patience well. will be more gedeg because hahaha