Faithfulness Ratih And Darma
chapter 66

With a very young age, and a very young age, it will be very susceptible to problems in the womb. But for this time, the content of Ratih is fine. And Ratihpun does not seem too much nausea like a month.

"Ratih, how come the rice is not eaten? even in diamin like that." asked Bu Arum

"He.he.again at the Ma doain. Let the rice not run away moult Darma." Said Darma.

"Mama forgot yah. I'm pregnant again. Cook me rice anyway. I saw it too" said Ratih.

"Yes eat dong fruit. There are grapes, red apples, pears, bananas" Bu Arum said.

"Ha.ha. I'm a fruit man."Ratih.

"sst. My mom is no longer joking. You have to eat a lot of fruit. Don't you like what you eat" said Ms. Arum.

" Not yet to be. I'm still a bully of Ratih's head" said Ratih.

Uhuk... Darma chokes on his own drink.

"What the hell are you practicing."

"This is not the wish of Ratih Mas. It's our son's wish."

"Ah, there's-there's only you Ratih. What will our child be. Not yet born have asked for something strange." muttered Darma.

After finishing breakfast, Ratih and Darma left. They're heading to Arfan's rented house.

" Come on Mas. We're leaving." Ratih.

Darma then drives his car to Arfan's house. Well, Darma and Ratih will surprise Arfan and Alma. They'll give Arfan a new home. Because Arfan has been the best employee in Darma's office.

"Mas. We're going to Mpok Alma's house? stop by Dian and Raka's house? Train me to see them."

"Yes dear. It will be there later. You are patient. Later we will also stop by Ratih's house."

"Mas. Once-times dong...Nginep.at my parents' house. Don't be a proud daughter-in-law. Later get the curse."

Darma laughed as he ruffled Ratih's bangs.

"Ha.ha... Grandpa, grandpa. From where it is. Emang Mas is a bad boy kayak malin kundang? not darling. That's a good boy. And I am also a good husband. Where can it possibly be cursed."

"But Mas never nengokin in-laws. And Mas also never want to spend at Ratih's house. Replace dong..."

"Mas is busy Deck. Every day I meet my parents in the office."

"But I'm evil. Why I only make my parents clean service. Why not take up his post anyway."

"He..he...Why are you protesting. Your parents don't protest either."

Ratih pouting. Well, according to Ratih the position that Darma gave his parents was very low. Though Darma pays Ratih's parents not like cleaning service salary. But like the salary of the office guy.

"What do you want dear? Do you think your parents should raise their guard to be a ceo?"

Train smile.

"That's not it, either. Papa Ratih time deserves to be a ceo. What deserves to be a ceo is the cuna Mas Darma and Mas Husni. Haha.ha..."

Ratih laughed imagining if Mr. Rudy his parents were a real sneer.

"Ha.ha... Papa is ceo? what so? Papa and mama lose a fight. How could Papa be the head in the office."

The practice of laughing out loud left Darma confused.

"Sir. You're okay."

Ratih never stopped laughing.Until his tears it dripped itself from his eye fertilizer. Ratihpun was still holding his stomach which hurt from holding back laughter.

Chiiiiit. Darma suddenly braked. Making Ratih surprised and silent from his laughter.

"Mas Darma...!" Pekik Ratih made Darma cover her ears.

"Mas Darma, why don't you excuse me if you want to hang out."

"Ih...Mas Darma's. Where there is a trance of laughter.They have a trance that screamed hysterically. Not a laugh."

"yeah. Who knows if the devil laughs. Could be, right?"

Train quiet. He held her stomach.

"Why Deck his belly?"

"Babies are sick."

"Ah, mostly to laughter anyway."

"Eating up."

"Yes already. Now down in front there's a chicken porridge. We eat there." Said Darma.

Ratih and Darma then got out of his car and approached the chicken porridgeer.

"Bao. The two bowls." Said Darma.

Ratih and Darma then sat in the seat of the ebiter's brother waiting for his brother to prepare the porridge.

"It's mbak...Mas.. the porridge." Said the brother while giving the two bowls of porridge to Ratih and Darma.

"Thank you bang." said Ratih.

"Yes enjoy it."

Darma and Ratih then eat chicken porridge on the side of the road. It feels so romantic. Although they will already be parents, but the romance never faded in both.

"Sir."

"Hem."

Darma approached towards Ratih. Getting Ratih deg degan.

What do you want to do. Why is he approaching me. Is she not going to kiss me? ah, why would he kiss me in such a crowd.

Ratih then closed his eyes. Not refusing to close his eyes.

Darma gently rubbed Ratih's lips were careless because of the porridge.

"Geek, what are you thinking? do you think Mas will kiss you? you are a wife." Darma whispered softly beside Ratih's ear.

Makes Ratih widen his eyes. And bugh...

One punch landed on Darma's burgula.

"Ha.ha... Your punch doesn't feel right now Dek. Not like before. Hence, eat a lot. Let it be strong again if it hits."

"Ih... Mas Darma nyebelin.. I hate Mas Darma."

"If you hate why would you marry hem.why not go to school."

"Ih. I am also in school. Who says that Ratih doesn't go to school."

The porridgeer's brother smiled to himself looking at the buyer's talking point. Sometimes Ratuh and Darma fight, play banging. Sometimes they smile and laugh together, sometimes they bicker and no one wants to give up.

"Sir. Cobain has it. Delicious.benget know not."

"Then anyway. I have good too. My brother sold the same. It must feel just as good."

"But this is the rest of Mas's porridge. It must be good, darling."

"Ih.Who would like to porridge the sesame Mas."

"And first Mas also want to eat your leftover porridge. Because love is with you."