Honey Contract My Husband
Part 22's. Be Good
In that steppe restaurant, that, Jihan is amazed by the service provided where they will be served with a variety of coconut dishes that are lined and stacked until they meet a wide table in front.
Jihan's eyes frowned as she watched some people just keep putting food on the table that was already full. To be honest, the woman's heart wanted to say, "Enough, this is excessive," but he did not say it because he was also curious about what the men in uniform would bring and the moon who continued to bring dishes piled on his arms. Like doing an attraction.
Narendra thought it might be possible that he was nauseous by the pungent smell of spices.
"It does smell like this, are you nauseous?" ask Narendra.
However, that assumption turned out to be wrong. Jihan shook her head and immediately took out a plate that was already filled with rice.
"No nausea, want it!" Appoint Jihan on yellow seasoned dishes that are thick with coconut milk.
Narendra saw where the finger was pointing, "Here? Cow brains?"
"Yes, I want that" Jihan said.
"And that," pointed at the woman again. This time he pointed to the typical cuisine of the Sumatran region.
"Drawn?" asked Narendra who was again astonished by the woman who had been acting out to him since.
"He um," Jihan replied with a smile.
Narendra brought closer everything Jihan wanted. Devouringly, the woman forced all the menus she had pointed out until her face was filled with dripping sweat.
The next second, as Jihan was chewing and enjoying her spicy rendang, she was made to freeze as Narendra's hand picked up the tissue and wiped it on the woman's forehead and temples. In the next second, the shocked Jihan regressed her face and stopped moving.
Equally shocked, Narendra looked at Jihan who was nailing.
"Why?"
"What did you do?" Ask Jihan and Narendra simultaneously.
"I don't like to see dirty people especially when eating" replied Narendra.
Jihan rubbed her sweat with the back of her hand, "it's not dirty, it's just sweat, sir."
"Thank you" Jihan said at the end.
"Hem," replied Narendra after wiping Jihan's sweat.
"When is your examination?" ask Narendra afterwards.
"I don't know," Jihan replied timidly.
"Then can you not know the schedule?"
"I just obey Mbak Cia, sir," replied Jihan soberly. During this time who takes care of all the examination schedule including an appointment with the obstetrician is Cliantha. Jihan just obeyed everything that her husband's old wife did for her.
"Other times you should also ask her when to come to the doctor, don't be so indifferent. This is all for your good and your content, if necessary, let me know so that we can both remind each other when you should check-up" Narendra recalled.
"Yes, sir," Jihan replied in understanding.
"Did she really care about me and the baby in my womb?"
Until evening came, the two had just reached home with Cliantha who was waiting at the door with a smile as bright as twilight at that time.
His hands stretched out on Jihan to come into the embrace.
"Happy?" cliantha asked Jihan.
The thin-boned woman's brows furrowed, "Why can you tell that I've eaten?"
Cliantha closed her lips, "Of course. I asked Mas Rendra to have lunch with you and said that you met accidentally at the place to eat, right? Well, it's a mate must be that," said Cliantha.
Suddenly, Jihan's gaze turned downward, "It turns out that she did it not on her own initiative, this was all just because of Ms. Cia's orders," Jihan said in her heart.
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