Loving Husband Interlude
51. Be Spoiled

Arsyil was embarrassed to hear his wife's expression of love. He sat down and hugged Najwa again, kissing Najwa's forehead. He's really very happy.

"Abang also loves deck, loves adek very much" said Arsyil.

"So, you're not going to throw out anymore, are you?" asked Najwa a little joking.

"Where there is, when the brother wants to expel the mother of his own brother's son" said Arsyil increasingly holding his wife tightly.

"I'm afraid bang, brother is more concerned with brother's friend than adek. More concerned with Azam's sour feelings than his own brother's feelings" said Najwa.

"This time no, brother will defend our household. Brother will talk to Azam if he comes again. But you don't think, why do you want to get pregnant? Didn't you see me buying the contraceptive pill?" said Arsyil, he took off his embrace and looked at Najwa.

"Adek forgot to drink the bang, that time forgot to put it where the pill was. After all, the adek has started to like the same brother, so forget everything. Heheh." said Najwa.

"Geez, I don't have any kids yet. I forgot to keep the stuff, but my brother is happy and thank you for getting pregnant with my son. Thank you so much." said Arsyil kissing his wife's hand.

Najwa smiled, she was happy because the unexpected turned out to make her return to her relationship with Arsyil.

"But adek do not know if pregnant you know bang, there are no symptoms. Adek just feels dizzy and tired" said Najwa.

"Maybe it's a symptom."

"And now he's hungry, his grandpa's asking for food" Najwa said spoiledly.

"Oh yes, my brother ordered yes. Wanna?"

"So bring provisions for the brother at the table."

"Oh yeah, which lunchbox is filled with food?"

"Yes, that's for brother. Deliberately cook for brother if brother comes home from printing."

Arsyil smiled, and he got up from his seat. Najwa. They came out of the room to the living room, seeing that the dining box was still neatly covered.

Najwa sat down, and Arsyil opened the box. It turns out the same food when Najwa went to Arsyil's contract first.

"Eat this yeah, brother doesn't have a side dish. If there is rice" said Arsyil.

"Yes, eat together bang."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Fine is adek, bang."

Arsyil shook his head, he grew even more anxious about Najwa's spoiled behavior. Najwa's smile expands, Arsyil steps back to pick up the rice as well as the drinking water. Najwa got up, she wanted to help her husband take the plate and the glass.

"Adek just sit down, let brother get it" said Arsyil took the rice that is still in the majikom.

"That's nothing, let's get hungry really fast" said Najwa.

"He who is hungry or adek who wants to eat quickly in the same bribe brother?"

"Both bang."

"It's a hell of a mode."

"Let's go, adek likes. Heheh."

Arsyil shook his head only, a month more he felt sad and moody. Now you can smile happily, what else see the behavior of Najwa who he thought was more adorable when pregnant young. Spoiled and cheerful.

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In the morning, both of them are awake and perform the obligation to pray at dawn two rokaat plus morning kobliyah prayer. Both seem happy that a new life will begin, Arsyil will always be there for Najwa. So did Najwa for Arsyil.

After dawn prayers, the two also cleaned the house. Najwa only held the light part, because Arsyil forbade him to do heavy work.

He said he was sometimes upset that light activities also forbid Arsyil. Finally Najwa just sat in the chair.

"Abang today will permit not to go to the printing press. Want to tell pa Sanip and some neighbors that we are actually husband and wife. Brother had a video of our kabul ijab at that time, yes even though it was short. But it's enough to tell the neighbors that we're a married couple" Arsyil said.

"Yes bang, last night I said I had to tell the neighbors or who to be witnesses if we had referred back" said Najwa.

"Yes, and the one last night helped out. Ms Sri was also told that she was a good person and would not spread slander" said Arysil.

They also eat simple food made by Arsyil. Najwa was surprised that her husband could cook as well.

"Did you cook often?" najwa asked as she ate her husband's cooking.

"Ngga also deck, brother cook if you like. But cook jengkol also brother can" said Arsyil.

"Jengkol Cooker?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You need a bang" said Najwa.

"Who said? I sniffed!" said Najwa in a powerful voice.

"Duh, nyesel brother said can cook jengkol" said Arsyil again.

"Come bang, make jengkol cuisine huh. Adek wants to feel the jengkol made by brother" said Najwa.

"Yes, tomorrow is it."

"Now bang."

"Where are people selling vegetables this afternoon?"

"There's a street vendor in front of the vegetable stall."

"Do you know?"

"Yes, I had a look at the stall when the taxi driver stopped in front of the stall. Buy it now, right?"

"Tomorrow."

"Now bang."

Arsyil took a deep breath, his lips thinning at the spoiled manner of his wife. He finally nodded, and Najwa smiled happily.

"Assalamu aleikum!" yelled someone in front.

"Wa aleikum salam." answered Arsyil and Najwa together.

Arsyil steps towards the door and opens it, he sees Sri's mother who last night helped Najwa pass out. He smiled at Arsyil with his hand carrying something peculiar smelling in a bowl.

"Waah, Sri ma'am. Come in ma'am." said Arsyil kindly.

"Thank you, Arsyil. I brought a makeshift side dish for Arsyil's mas." said Sri's mother.

"Bu Sri bothered so much to bring all the food" said Arsyil felt bad.

Najwa approached Arsyil and Sri. He smiled amiably and looked down a sign of respect.

"Is she healthy?" ask Sri to Najwa.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, I am fine. Thank you last night mom helped me" Najwa said.

"Mother happened to pass by, uh she fell unconscious. I was shocked, so call Arsyil mas." said Sri ma'am.

"Oh yes Sri ma'am, actually she is my wife. And we had a divorce and then we referred back" Arsyil told Sri's mother.

"Well, really? Which time Mr Marwan died was it? Mr. Marwan had talked about the fact that mass Arsyil was married, but the mother was silent because I thought Mr. Marwan was just a lie. It turns out to be true, heheh." said Sri ma'am.

"Yes ma'am, and yesterday it was the first time Najwa came to my father's house. So I have not been able to bring it here" said Arsyil reasoned.

"I'm sorry if you don't believe Mr. Marwan's words. Because never saw Arsyil take his wife" said Sri's mother again.

"This is a photo of my kabul ijab with my wife, it is a simple marriage. And at first there was a little problem, so we split up. And now we're together again" Arsyil said, showing a picture of his marriage to Najwa on his phone.

"Yes yes, now the mother is not su'udhon anymore the same mass Arsyil and mbaknya. Sorry again."

"It's okay, it's wrong that I didn't bring my wife here because of my busy life at the printing house. And I did intend to tell Sanip's mother and sir." said Arsyil.

"Oh yeah, this is mom there's a little side dish. Mother's favorite food anyway, mother often cook this side dish. Perhaps Arsyil and Najwa like it, please accept yes" said Sri ma thrust the bowl.

"Well, this is what my wife asked me for. He's cravings for jengkol." said Arsyil.

"What?! So is Najwa pregnant?"

"Yes, Alhamdulillah."

"Waah, congratulations Arsyil and Najwa. Always healthy" said Sri.

Arsyil also invited Sri's mother to sit down, accompanied by Najwa and they chatted for a while. Arsyil returned the bowl of jengkol dishes and Sri ma'am was returning home.

"The adek is now fulfilled" said Arsyil.

"Ngga bang, still adek want brother make jengkol cuisine. It must have tasted better than the artificial mother Sri" said Najwa chewed a single seed jengkol.

Arsyil, "Well ...?"

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