Handsome Doctor That's My Husband
Jengkol
"What food is this?" tisya asked as he looked at the food that looked so foreign.
"It's called jengkol stew!"
"Jengkol stew? It smells weird gini ....?"
"Try first ..., don't complain so much ....!" wilson said as he thrust his spoon in front of Tisya's mouth, making Tisya slightly rewind his head.
"White smells!" lamented Tisya again.
"Would you eat or not?" tanya Wilson and Tisya kept their lips shut.
"Well, if you don't want me to eat alone!" wilson said as he pulled back his spoon and devoured it himself.
Wilson greedily ate his food until it was almost finished. Tisya was so seduced by the way Wilson ate that he looked so voracious.
Tisya began to be interested in trying it, he cut one jengkol and mixed it with a spoonful of rice, then slowly put it in his mouth.
His mouth is seen slowly chewing, there is a different sensation when eating it. It was like asking to continue eating it.
Tisya repeated it several times, leaving a little on his plate.
"What a good way, right?" wilson asked as she tilted her smile at Tisya and Tisya nodded with a smile with his mouth still full of food.
"That's a big boy ....!" tisya said with still busy chewing his food .
Not yet know how it smells ..., inner Wilson with a smile looking at Tisya.
They also finished their meal. After making sure the food ran out, Wilson stood up from his seat.
"Where are you going?" ask Tisya.
"You go to the bathroom, but remember don't do the dishes yourself, wait for me to come back!"
"Not really want to go far with me!?" tisya Goda.
"Itttsss ....!"
Wilson did not care about Tisya's temptations, but walked to the bathroom in his room.
And no matter how long he came back to Tisya, Tisya had started to pile dirty dishes and glasses on the table to take him to the dishwasher.
Wilson also helped bring the food wrapping trash and dumped it in the trash. They again tidied up the tableware, and again Wilson hesitated to let Tisya do it all by himself - Tisya could spend all his furniture because it broke.
"I'm afraid there's a smell like that yeah ....!" tisya said as he placed his plate on the plate rack. Wilson just kept smiling making Tisya even more suspicious.
"Do you know me?" tanya Tisya was suspicious.
"Who knows you too, is not very much a job .., it smells from your own mouth!"
"My mouth ....???" tisya asked curiously, he was very concerned about the health of his mouth where his mouth might smell.
"Lied huh? Your mouth, huh?" ask Tisya again.
"Look, I've brushed my teeth, so it doesn't stink!"
"Dental rub? What does that mean?" tanya Tisya grew suspicious.
"Jengkol is delicious but makes bad breath ....!" wilson said again.
Tisya immediately retreated and smelled the scent of his own mouth by holding it in his palm.
Ahhh yes stinks .....
Tisya turned to look at Wilson who continued to smile.
"Wilsooooo .....! You fucked me ....!" tisya shouted and ran towards his room. Wilson even more exerted his laughter looking at the panicked face of Tisya when he found out if his mouth smelled.
...****...
In the village, night at 20:00 wib
Different from in the city, in this place it was clear Felic could not ask for anything.
"Nobody here sells grilled chicken?" felic asked when he saw the chicken ads on television.
Felic was sitting with his back and head leaning against her husband's chest, his legs splayed on the small sofa while watching his favorite show. The soap opera has gone viral lately.
"Why?" ask doctor Frans.
"No. .., I just feel good like eating it!" felic.
"You mean to crave?" ask Dr. Frans again.
"Tomorrow the hell baby buy it when we're home, tomorrow it will be home!" said Felic who did not want to bother others, even though in his heart he really wanted to eat grilled chicken.
"No. ..., let me ask Uncle Richard for chicken!" said Frans doctor while taking his phone, it happened that Uncle Richard had returned to his room because there was no work anymore as well as bi Molly.
Not only did he call Uncle Richard, but Frans' doctor also called bi Molly.
Felic could only be stunned, seeing how enthusiastic her husband was as he was cravings.
"Find grilled chicken around here, if there's none, make it!" said doctor Frans.
"Okay sir!"
Uncle Richard and bi Molly share the task, uncle Richard who searches and cuts his chicken while bi Molly prepares the seasoning and a place to burn his chicken.
Fortunately there is one color that does indeed cultivate chicken cut, and fortunately they also provide chicken cutting services, Uncle Richard returned with a clean chicken cut.
"Honey ..., let's dong you just cook!" felic told her husband.
"Are you serious?" asked Dr. Frans and Felic.
Doctor Frans was forced to follow his wife's will, he intervened in cooking with bi Molly.
Seeing the raw chicken, Frans doctor again felt nauseous as his wife was pregnant.
Why is it with my stomach ..., I want to vomit ..., inner doctor Frans while starting to apply the seasoning to the raw chicken.
"Darling why are you?" felic asked as she looked at her husband's face that had started to turn red.
"No pa pa ..., but I feel like I'd like to vomit ...!" doctor Frans said as he ran to the bathroom and ....
Hoeks hoeks
Doctor Frans vomited his bowels, Felic followed her husband and massaged his nape.
When she finished, Felic rubbed her limp-looking husband's body onto the sofa where they were sitting. Doctor Frans leaned his head on the back of the sofa because it felt so heavy, his hands massaged his head several times.
"Let me apply the wind oil!" felic said as she exposed her husband's shirt to the chest and applied the oil to the entire surface of the abdominal skin of doctor Frans.
"Where is better, right?" felic asked as she closed her husband's stomach and Frans' doctor nodded.
"But sorry Fe, I can't continue to burn the chicken, raw chicken suddenly wants to vomit!"
"Yes ..., besides I didn't mean it!"
Finally bi Molly and uncle Richard who continued the work of doctor Frans. After an hour, the chicken was finished cooking.
"Please madam!" bi Molly told Felic and Dr Frans. Doctor Frans, who smelled roasted chicken, felt his stomach back in the shake.
Frans quickly ran to the bathroom, and for the second time he vomited all of his stomach.
"What the hell is it?!" murmured Felic confused.
"I think the doctor is having a sympathetic pregnancy!" bi Molly explained.
Felic turned to bi Molly to signal that bi Molly to continue her words
"Yes, madam, you're nauseated like a doctor, not a mistress!"
"It's like that!" murmured Felic while continuing to eat, she chose to ignore her husband.
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