
"Mas, let me make the sambel yes" Anin asked
"Don't love, a lot of oil on the floor makes you slip, you should sit waiting for Sayem mbok to prepare everything" said Aksa, said,
"Alright" Anin said, though pursing his lips.
"Don't pout that dong dear" said Aksa embrace the wife's shoulder.
"Hemmmm" Anin said with the word hemmm.
"Kok that, smile dong dear, do not get angry later his grandpa join sad, his mommy pout that way" said Aksa switch caressing flat stomach Anin.
"Yes.yes, always the reason child" said Anin relented.
"Would you drink some juice?"ask Aksa.
"I want to drink iced orange mas" Anin said.
"Ok baby, take no orange?, want to make orange ice" asked Aksa.
"It just so happens, son, that mbok has split his orange, now mbok Tarok in the refrigerator" said mbok.
"Thank you mbok" said Aksa.
"Yes son" said Sayem smiling.
Thirty minutes have passed now the food requested by Anin has been ready as well as the orange ice requested.
"Wah looks so good mbok" said Anin swallowed his own Saliva.
"Kok smell her rich gini mbok?"aksa asked astonished at the food that the wife would eat.
"Ish..mas is the best food, instead of steak or spaghetti" Anin said began to pry chili using cassava leaf decoction.
"Where there is so dear, everywhere it is delicious steak and spaghetti" said Aksa did not accept with the opinion of his wife.
"already mas in rasain first" Anin said save her husband's mouth with a decoction of cassava leaves that have been given sambal terasi.
Slowly Aksa chewed on the taste that never stuck to his tongue.
"You'll call again"ledek Anin.
"The end of this is delicious dear" said Aksa and Anin continued her breakfast with a joking laugh. Until unknowingly the food in front of them ludes.
"Alhamdulillah O Allah, very dear" said Aksa stroked his stomach.
"Where not full, cassava leaves the same sambel so much you finish the mas. Though I asked in masakin" said Anin upset.
"The end is so good dear" said Aksa.
"Mbok today said his mother is equally papa will come home from out of town, but do not know exactly what time" said Aksa told his art.
"Yes son, the madam and the big master have informed the mbok" replied symbok.
"Oh so, it's already then, I'm the same my wife wants to be ready first mbok, soon we will go to the airport" said Aksa
"Good den" said mbok Sayem.
"Let's go baby, we're ready, soon it's half nine, we'll take off at ten" said Aksa.
"Come on mas" Anin answered rising from her seat.
Time passed, now Aksa and Anin are at the airport, waiting for the plane to take off, the color they are now on a VVIP plane, for the comfort of the pregnant wife.
Aksa wanted to take Anin on his family's private jet, but Anin refused.
"Is it comfortable dear" said Aksa's attention.
"It's a mas, this position is more delicious" said Anin began to lean.
"How many days do you want there?"ask Anin.
"How many days do you want?"ask Aksa back.
"Are you back to nanya?"said Anin.