Gaje
Part 85's

Jasmin sat on the porch of the house, at that time the sky was a little cloudy because the rain had just subsided. Haris is repairing a leaky gutter aqueduct so that it soaks part of the front floor of the house, of course, the danger if there is a slippery floor, Jasmin can not stand still, he said, if suddenly again the road on the floor then the tweezers can berabe dong.

"Sayurrr, sayurrr!" A greengrocer on a motorcycle suddenly stopped in the yard of Jasmin's house.

"That tumben really there is a vegetable," muttered Jasmin when he first saw there was a traveling vegetable maker in the afternoon who happened to be in the area where he lived. Because it is not good to see the merchant just like that, Jasmin who has a hobby of spending money is not clear even finally out to the vegetable maker while carrying his wallet.

"Riss! What is this malem going to eat?" jasmin shouted at her husband who had not been noisy at all.

"Hmm.. the hens are clammy," Haris replied muttering. Jasmin smiled slightly. "OKay! I made it!"

Haris cengengesan, “Iya, the chicken I ate. Jasminnya I'm geprek, hehe ...."

"Eh, Min, fried chicken!" shouted Haris again, afraid Jasmin could not make chicken fat. But there was no answer from Jasmin because the pregnant mama was already at the vegetable stand that had sorted out the merchandise that looked fresh.

Not a minute Jasmin was in front of the vegetable motorcycle wagon, suddenly popping mums berdaster who came out of nowhere. The mothers looked happy when watching the motor cart of the vegetable amang still full of various ingredients.

The mothers occasionally glanced at Jasmin, who they had seen for the first time since living in the area.

Jasmin could only smile forced when all eyes were on him.

"Which, is there a chicken?" ask Jasmin slowly.

"There's Neng, that's a lot. How many kilos?"

Jasmin thought a little. “Hm... want 10 kilos," he said innocently, which immediately invited glaring eyes from mothers.

"Are most of them Neng? What event would you like?"

Jasmin cengengesan, "Ah time anyway mostly, hehe.. dinner with husband, hehe I want to make chicken pock," replied Jasmin groggy.

The mothers who stood next to Jasmin just broke into the chatter between Jasmin and the greengrocer. "New bride's bell, huh?" ask Jasmin with a probing look.

Jasmin bent her lips. "Hmm... You could say that anyway, hehe... Why, Mom?"

"They can't cook yet, huh? What does her husband do?"

Well, this is bad for the comments of mothers.

"Ah, I can't cook yet, but I'm learning. Now if you find easy recipes Mom, can see tutorials on the internet, or can ask mama via phone," reply Jasmin quickly and intelligently, 'yes, want to do what else you on!' challenge Jasmin with her pretentious expression.

"What kind of work?" investigate the other mother who seems to follow the kepo. Amang greens witness kepo an mothers while holding chicken meat 10 kilos.

Jasmin smiled slightly. "Oh, my husband it...” Jasmin was confused, Haris's work was yes. In addition to sleeping, lying down, the same pictures doang.

"Ah, watch the shop, ma'am."

"Ckk... Just watch the shop!" the mother's comment was a whisper, but Jasmin could hear it clearly. Ah, but Jasmin is a bodoamat, want them nyepelein Haris was actually great Haris.

"Well pregnant, huh? How many months pregnant? I think I want five months, huh? How many months is your wedding? Neng is still young."

Well, start getting uncomfortable. Why the hell these mothers, Jasmin rubbed his stomach while whispering baby babes with the behavior of these mothers.

When the mothers attacked Jasmin without pause, and the vegetable amang still rubbed the smooth chicken thighs without feathers. Suddenly Haris appears with his shirt soaked with water, Haris' hair is also wet.

Jasmin turned towards Haris with a frown. "What's going on here? Why is this wet shirt?" jasmin asked in annoyance.

Haris cengengesan, "Shop dong Darling..," Haris replied gently to Jasmin.

Then Haris refocused on the vegetable motorcycle cart that had been ruffled by the mothers since.

"I bought all his merchandise, how? You see, my wife is pregnant again and her hobby is doing strange experiments with cooking ingredients, if I only buy one type of cooking, she will be sad, and the baby in her stomach is also sad," said Haris with a songong look.

Jasmin shook his head. "Papa Sainal's education is so great!"

Amang greens who were originally fascinated with the appearance of Haris, now began to be tempted by the arrogance of the man in wet clothes, which was, with a small nod the buying and selling process was finally handed over to Haris and Jasmin as the winner of the auction ludes one vegetable motorcycle cart and its bengue tektek.

"And for all mothers, please forgive my presumption for hindering the transaction process that mothers are all running."

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Now Jasmin and Haris are confused with all the ingredients stored in the kitchen room. The kitchen that was originally neat is now a mess because almost all the green leaves such as kale, lettuce, chickpeas, mustard, leeks, until long beans are there, not to mention potatoes, bean sprouts, bean sprouts, chicken meat 15 kilograms, beef in the kitchen all. Stirring like onions, cooking spices until the fish is in the kitchen.

Jasmin turned towards Haris with a sinister look. "Lu want something like this, Ris?!"

Haris grinning, face without sin makes Jasmin greget want nampol. “Hehe...apain yes? Hehe," replied Haris who was not much confused with Jasmin.

"Yes, my brother was horrified that your mistresses. What the hell they are, let's know the taste can not cook. So really being a person! Don't ask how many times we spend in a week."

Jasmin smiled slightly. “Ih kok lu baper anyway..emang you nguping their talk to me?"

Haris who was still bending her lips sighed violently. “Denger lah... clearly, the baby tuh like sending such danger signals, so I'm the real gutter water directly nyamperin you."

"Udahlah. ngapain also taken.. we will be parents for the baby, Ris. we must be more mature ngadepin people. The mouth of people we can not manage, especially we are also new citizens here. Don't make a move" Jasmin said, rubbing her husband's muscular arm.

Hearing Jasmin's different speech than usual made Haris gawk, barely believing what he was just about to hear,. "Jub... Lu, all right?" asked Haris while holding Jasmin's forehead with her palm.

"Oh, Arnold. All righty! Healthy wal'afiat!" tell Jasmin tightly while brushing Haris' hand off her forehead.

Haris smiled furiously and dropped a small peck on Jasmin's forehead briefly. "Unch, gumush... Jasmin's story is 18+?"

"Lu think I'm porno?!" namel Jasmin glared.

"Hehe, isn't that Shuyuung?"

Jasmin held his stomach which is now increasingly bulging if observed, from day to day increased by one inch. "Bring the baby Ris, hormones. Later I can also become Jubaidah! I don't know why pregnant the effect is like this."

"Lu don't like it, huh?” jasmin asked with a face.

Haris chuckles, “Like it.. funny!" answer Haris with enthusiasm.

"No need to be funny as the gumush-gumushan used to be. This vegetable ama temen-tennya want you apain first? I'm dizzy seeing ijo-ijo gini cake army."

"Hehe.. budar, I'd like to call the emergency squad first." Haris then took out his HP from his pants pocket and started contacting the emergency troops he was referring to.