
This morning Dara vomited in the bathroom. Naren who was still asleep immediately woke up and approached Dara. He massaged Dara's neck painstakingly, occasionally wiping the sweat that poured out on Dara's forehead.
Yuck....
Dara vomited out her stomach contents which was only a yellow liquid.
Dara washed her mouth with clean water.
" It's been light?" Ask Naren.
" It's Mas." Lirih Dara's.
Naren carrying Dara ala bridal style, he laid Dara on the bed.
" Want to eat or go to sleep again?" Naren asked, looking at Dara.
" I want to eat strawberries but young Mas, please buy it." Dara.
" Young strawberry? Where can I get it?" Ask Naren.
" In the super market there may be a Mas." Dara.
" But it's ripe baby, if the young one where there's selling." Naren.
" Anyway I want a young point!" Dara Teas.
" Well, buy it." Naren breathed slowly.
Since pregnant Dara became an angry person, she also became a slacker. Lazy eating, lazy cooking, lazy bathing, innate to sleep continuously.
Eating the same bath should be forced Maren first. But Naren understands Dara's change of attitude. He believes that all this was caused because Dara was pregnant.
" Now!" Decree Dara.
" How about we go to the garden strawberry aja, there you can pick the fruit yourself, and directly eat from the tree, it would be more delicious dear." Naren.
Dara imagined being in a vast expanse of strawberry plantation, then he picked the young fruit and ate it directly.
" Come on!" Dara got off the bed and changed her clothes.
Naren shook his head seeing Dara's enthusiasm.
They walked to his car. Naren drove his car to a strawberry plantation that became a tourist park in the city.
Traveling nearly an hour, Naren parked his car. Both of them came down and went inside after buying a ticket of course.
" Well..... Strawberries are fruiting, I can eat right here." Said Dara with sparkling eyes.
" Come!" Naren took Dara's hand to a row of strawberry trees.
" I want to choose the big one." Said Dara picking white strawberry fruit.
" Eits don't eat first!" Naren said as Dara was about to bite the strawberry.
" Said to eat directly." Said Dara pouting.
" It has to be washed first, baby." Sahut Naren opened a bottle of mineral water that had been bought.
Dara glared at the horse looking at Naren. After the fruit was washed, Dara immediately ate it.
Naren who saw it even closed his eyes, he did not wonder how sour the fruit was.
" I ate, why did you break the Mas?" Dara.
" I don't think it's sour, baby." Naren.
" It's not sour Mas, it's delicious even! Wanna try?" Dara thrust the strawberry into Naren's mouth.
" Not ah." Naren.
Dara ate it again.
" I want this farm!" Dara.
" This plantation can not be bought dear, it belongs to the government managed by the local village." Naren.
" When I had imagined, how happy it would be that all these strawberry trees were mine." Dara.
" But you can pick the fruit as you please, take the basket! Then pick as many as you want." Naren.
" Ayeah, you're right." Sahut Dara enthusiastic.
Dara happily brought a medium-sized basket and started picking strawberries.
It only took ten minutes, the basket was already full. Naren and Dara weigh the harvest.
The cashier stared in wonder at the strawberry picked by Dara, the article was all white.
" My wife was cravings, so she picked up a young one." Naren said he knew what the cashier in front of him was thinking.
" Oh, sorry, sir." Legally.
" Eat it later, baby! You haven't eaten anything since." Naren.
" Yes, yes." Sahut Dara according.
Naren returns his car to his house.
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Zelin threw his phone on the bed. He was so upset that Albert was not on the phone.
" Where the hell did it go, since last night on the phone was not picked up, in the chat was not reply, like people in the swallow the earth just no news." Zelin Grousers.
" What do you want? Or did he deliberately stay away from me because of his brother huh? Or maybe Brother Jack scolded him to the house? It seems impossible! Jack looks very fond of Mas Al." Zelin scratched his head guessing what happened to Albert.
" I know what I have to do now, I'll call Brother Jack and ask him." Zelin.
Zelin went out of his room to his papa's.
Tok
" She." Get Zelin.
Chequek..
Mr. Krishna opened the door.
" What's up, baby?" Ask mr. Krishna.
" I'd like to ask for Brother Jack's number, send Pa's donk!" Zelin.
" Well, Papa will send it through WA." Mr. Krishna's.
" Thank you Pa." Zelin said leaving his papa's room.
Ting...
Mr. Krisna sent Jack's number to Zelin's phone. Zelin called Jack right away.
Tut's.... Tut's....
The phone just waited for Jack to pick it up.
" So." Sapa Jack's.
" Ho, brother, is Mas Al okay?" Ask Zelin.
" Al? She's okay, so why?" Jack asked back.
" He didn't pick up my phone call Sis from last night, please ask him, did I make a mistake with him? Or did I make the wrong decision that hurt her heart? If Brother Jack has the answer please call me back immediately." Zelin.
" Well I'll ask Al, then I hang up." Jack.
" Yes, Brother, thank you." Sahut Zelin turned off his cell phone connection.
Jack's headed to Albert's room. He went inside to meet Albert who was standing on the balcony of his room.
" Al, Zelin called me." Jack.
Albert turned his back to look at Jack.
" then?" Albert asked back.
" He asked me to ask you one thing." Jack.
" Did he make a mistake or make a wrong decision? Why are you trying to avoid it?" Connect Jack.
Albert breathed slowly.
" For the time being I want to stay away from Zelin Kak, I feel like I'm betraying you if I keep in touch with him." Albert Sahut.
" What kind of thinking is Al? Do you know if your actions hurt Zelin? You love him but why did you hurt him Al? Call him and be normal! I'm not pa pa pa, indeed I shouldn't be among you, don't think of me! I can still find a woman who is much better than Zelin, perhaps one who is my age." Jack patted Albert on the shoulder.
" But my sister...
" Let's not let you regret what you did to Al, just call Zelin and tell him you're okay." Jack cut Albert's words.
Jack came out of Albert's room.
" I don't know what to do? I don't want to lose Zelin, but I don't want to make Jack hurt either, my God.... What am I supposed to do?" Monologue Albert pulls his hair rough.
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