Love of a Nausea
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💗Madji💗

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The days keep changing, the months go by. Without feeling a year has passed. A phenomenal couple. Between a scavenger and a girl the subsidiary owner of a retail company. Their marriage is now in its second year.

There is no sound of crying baby, or even the embedded fetus in the womb of the wife. Like the other couple.

Brak!

Maya enters the house by slamming the door, Adji the husband who is looking stared in wonder. He who was watering the plants, followed his wife into the room.

Suddenly Maya as she pleased, sitting on the edge of the bed. Adji looked in wonder, then approached his wife

"You why? Come home crying. Which shopping? Not that you were going to a vegetable shop." Adji tried to ask to find out what was going on with his wife.

"Darling, dong's story. Is anyone hurting you?"

Maya closed her eyes, rubbing her wet cheeks. Then look at her husband.

"When do we have children? I'm tired of hearing mothers talking about us" Maya said still sobbing.

Adji sighed softly, touching the wife's shoulder. "You who are patient, it's God's secret."

"But I'm tired, Bang."

"What did they say?"

"They didn't say anything. Some say we're gonna have kids, because we're busy at work."

"Hem."

"Some say I'm infertile."

"Hem."

"There are also those who say, we are too chasing treasure, to forget to make children. What to do if there are no children."

"Hem."

"My cousin's hot, Bang."

"Hem."

"You're so cute, anyway. His wife told me only hem hem hem."

Adji chuckles. "We have forgotten how to make children?"

Maya glanced, with a red face. When his heart is sad, the husband can always make him smile again.

"Darling, listen to me. The boy is sustenance. Only God knows when the provision will come. Our job is to pray and work."

"We pray with equal effort. God doesn't love us, does He?"

"Astaghfirullah's. How did you become rich little boy?  Because God loves us the same. God is testing us. God also still loves us a chance to be alone, dating continues."

"What if you already have a child can't date? Any together?"

"Maybe, right?"

"But why the hell, Bang. The other on the pregnant splints. Especially the kids who are still in school. They get pregnant easily. No need to bother praying, trying to get rich."

Back Adji took a deep breath. He understood how the wife felt. So is he with himself. Who does not want to have a child of marriage. But he was also conscious. He did not want to demand more from his wife.

"God is glad to hear our prayer, Yank."

"Did I resign. Let focus. Maybe I'm a work sapper? What do you think?"

"What's? I-I'm up to you anyway. How comfortable are you. But, sure you won't get bored at home."

"By, Bang. For the sake of our baby."

Adji smiled, grabbing the shoulder of the wife embracing him. Maya puts her head on her husband's shoulder.

"God willing, God will give us the right time."

"Aamiin's."

"I've read it, Bang. If you want to get pregnant quickly eat a lot of toge for fertility. Same duck eggs let the sperm thick." Maya looked at her husband.

"Yes, I've heard it too."

"Yes, I went to the market. Buy it all."

"I'll take ya!"

"No need, Bang. I'll take the motor."

"Related to be delivered?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Maya grabs the husband's hand and kisses the back of his hand. Then step out of the room with the spirit of going to the market.

Adji came out, saw his wife spin the motor they bought six months ago in cash. Maya wears a helmet and waves at her husband. Then the motor drove through the alley to the big road.

Adji resumed his activities. Water the plants he plants. Now the plant is growing. Because every month, he always buys back the pot, soil, fertilizer and seeds. How many times mustard, long beans, and chili have been harvested. Good for making boiled noodles. And other vegetables.

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Maya arrives at the market, parking her vehicle in the parking lot. Then step in through the side door of the market. Because if the front passes a bit far into the place of vegetable traders.

The front of the market, filled by fruit traders. The market is two floors. Part of the second floor is specialized sellers of gold, electronic goods also children's and adult clothing. While at the bottom of the front, special cosmetics, sandal shoes and grocery stalls.

The outside right, special household furniture. From small ones like spoons, to large ones like cabinets also exist.

Maya passes through a side door that goes straight down to the back floor. Parts of vegetables, fish, beef, and cut chicken.

Maya goes first to the vegetable maker. Back sprouts sekilo, garlic. Curly chili, vegetable soup, tomato and oncom. Today he will cook stir-fried bean sprouts using oncom. Do not forget the kitchen. Then tofu and tempeh, the mandatory food now.

He bought a chicken cut into ten parts. Some will be revealed, can be for lunch tomorrow. The claw and the skin will make vegetable soup.

He also bought a kilo of catfish. The need for the next week. He's shopping. If vegetables he can still shop impromptu at the stall near the house. But, if the side dishes are more efficient shopping in traditional markets.

When he bought the need, he went to the grocery store. Buy cooking oil and raw duck eggs as well as chicken eggs. Then soy sauce, laundry soap, and dish soap are also granulated sugar.

His right and left hands were full of groceries. He even hired a stage man to help him carry things to the motor park.

"Thank you, yeah." Maya thrusts the ten thousand on the teenage boy who just helped him carry groceries.

"Yes, sister." the teenager smiled as soon as he received payment. He then returned to the market looking for other customers who needed his help.

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After the shower, Adji sat in his room. Opening his phone, he was actually a bit afraid if he often played mobile phones at home. Afraid that his wife might catch him, or suspect him.

Though there could be an important message or call from a coworker. Although it is actually impossible if the holiday is like this.

Adji sees some wa messages that he hasn't read. Since coming home from work yesterday afternoon, he has not opened his phone again.

Ricards.

[Thank you, sir. I have received the report.]

Danangs.

[New soap product proposal, entering our market, sir. Please help.]

Lianas.

[Sorry, Sir. Mr. Reza asked for a report yesterday.]

Bella´s.

[Sir, I want to confide dong.]

Adji exhaled. Delete the last message from Bella. It could be bad if his wife found out, if Bella often confided in him.

Suddenly her phone screen changed, a video call from Bella called her. Adji's hands were trembling and nervous, and he quickly disconnected the call and switched off his phone. His chest was still pounding.

"Assalamualaikum," said someone from the outside.

Adji put his phone back in the closet. Then he saw who was coming.

"Waalaikum salam."

Adji opened the door of his house, in front of him now stood a long-haired woman. With dres over the knees black. His white thighs looked very smooth. Adji swallows saliva. Why could the woman who was just about to call him already stand in front of him.

"Sir Adji!" his yell.

The woman immediately hugged Adji's body, and cried sobbing. That really makes him unable to wiggle. However, he did not dare to touch the woman's back. Hopefully only one, the wife did not see the incident.

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Tbc

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