Marrying for Threats
episode 239 (S2)

Zira and her husband have returned to their home. The schedule that today met with his idol artist. Must be extinct in the middle of the road, because all can not be fulfilled by a beloved husband.

Zira laid her body down first. A pretty exhausting day of his mind. It's better that she rest before her husband comes in.

Ziko had not yet entered the room. He still talks to his parents. Discusses four-monthly events. Although that prepares his parents, but the prospective grandparents still show other things that their children need.

After talking at length with his parents. Ziko returns to the room, finding his wife asleep. A clean and beautiful face was clearly visible on his wife's face. His aura is quite strong, making Ziko too fascinated to look at him.

Ziko hugged his wife's body, and kissed her stomach and lips. Zira awakens from her sleep due to interference from her husband.

" Why the hell?" asked Zira lazily with half-open eyes.

" I love you." Ziko whispered into his wife's ear.

" Hmmm." Zira said softly as she closed her eyes again.

" I love you." Ziko said again.

" Hmmm." Zira is lazy to serve her husband, she prefers to stay asleep.

" I want you and I want that." Ziko whispered softly into his wife's ear.

" What the hell." Zira said quickly.

She felt something was up, her husband's hand had already placed a position on her favorite part.

" I'm not tired." Zira said quickly.

" A little while, it wasn't noon at the office. So it's tonight, huh?" rayu Ziko's.

" No, I'm tired." Zira refused.

" So soon, whatever you ask me to do." Ziko again seduced his wife.

" Alah idol artists just can not meet even want to bargain others." Syndic Zira.

" Yes if that doesn't count dong. What I can still fulfill I will definitely fulfill. But if it's like seeing the artist again, I'd better sleep in the bathroom." Ziko said quickly.

" Yes slept there in the bathroom." Said Zira again.

Ziko paid no heed to his wife's tweets. He had already pulled the blanket from his wife's body. And do his habits. There is something different tonight, Ziko did a new style in doing the battle that is the style of chili ngulek. The game only lasted a little while.

Zira's body felt quite tired, when it had fulfilled her husband's wishes. But he did not feel worried, because it has been explained by the obstetrician that during the process of pregnancy will feel tired quickly.

Zira glanced at her husband, who quickly fell asleep.

" Fuck, I'm so sleepy why he's sleeping first." Zira Mumbled.

Zira hit her husband's arm gently. But the husband had not shown any signs of consciousness.

" Basic *****. Come on, wake up, you haven't fulfilled my request." Zira quickly shook her husband's arm.

" What, I'm sleepy." Ziko Mumbled.

" Wake up*****, your child wants to eat." Said Zira again.

The husband is still sleeping. Zira began to take the initiative to interrupt by shouting in her husband's ear.

" Woi builds base *****." Shouted Zira.

Ziko was startled and immediately got up from a lying position while holding her ear.

" Why should I scream. Do you always yell, like a parking lot." Grumbled Ziko while holding her ear.

Zira laughed funnyly when she saw her husband's expression wake up in shock.

" You are indeed****** so bad, it is still a molor. It's hard to wake up." Gerrutu Zira again.

" ***** what's the matter? ***** that's some kind of bullet, isn't it?" ask Ziko curiously.

" ***** that's the origin of the molor seal, as you found the mattress directly *****." Zira said a complaint.

" What do you want?" ask Ziko quickly to get back to sleep.

" I want to eat instant noodles." Zira said quickly.

" What kind of instant noodles?" ask Ziko confused.

Because as long as he was in the house it never crossed his mind the name of the food. He could not remember if he had ever eaten anything.

Zira buried her face with a pillow. He was astonished by the rich man in front of him. She said her husband was too rich to find an alternative food for the hungry procrastinator, but she didn't know.

" That's a noodle that often wara wiri on television." Said Zira again.

" Oh that noodle. I know, the color of the wrapper is black red white and the color is especially yes." Said Ziko remembering the instant noodle wrap.

" You don't have to think about the color of the wrap. I just want it." Zira said quickly.

" Aha meet you, play hide under you huh." Ziko said quickly.

A few minutes later Ziko was back in the room with a tray, on the tray there was a lid made of stainless.

Ziko put the tray in front of his wife and opened the lid. Zira scrunched her forehead while grinning.

" What is this?" ask Zira wonder.

" Instant noodles." Ziko said quickly.

" Yes instant noodles, but why not cook them?" ask Zira confused.

" You said instant noodles, it says instant noodles." Ziko said pointing to the writing printed in front of the brand wrap of the noodles.

" Well, baby, but why are you giving me the same package. I can take it to the kitchen myself." Zira Protest.

" Why are you protesting? You should've told me, if you wanted instant noodles to cook. It's not just instant noodles so it's not wrong if I bring that one." Ziko defended herself.

Zira patted her head hard. Zira is confused, who is actually stupid what her husband is. Arguing will not make him full.

Zira got out of the bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. From behind her husband followed her.

" What do you want?" Ziko said quickly while following her wife's steps.

" Cooking, there was a husband trying to kill a baby and his wife." Syndic Zira.

" Who would kill?" Ziko has not yet loaded.

" You're the one, you deliberately want to kill me and our baby by feeding them raw food." Zira said a complaint.

" Aih since when do I want to kill, I just want to fulfill your request." Ziko said.

" My dear husband try to think well, is it possible for pregnant women to eat raw instant noodles?" ask Zira quickly.

" It might be." Ziko remained in his stance.

Zira lazily argued, she turned on the stove and started cooking the curly thing.

" Be careful if you ask." Threaten Zira while glancing at her husband.

" No, I don't taste the food." Ziko said again.

Ziko watched the way his wife cooked. Zira gave chunks of mustard and cayenne pepper into the boiled noodles.

" What vegetable is that?" ask Ziko curiously.

" Grass."

Ziko scrunched her forehead hearing the word grass.

" Why are you giving grass to our children?" ask Ziko to complain

" Sstt be quiet, don't disturb my appetite." Said Zira while blowing on the still hot spoon.

After the cold, Zira put the spoon in her husband's mouth.

" Try you to taste this grass." Zira said quickly thrusting a spoon towards her husband.

" I'm not a cow, you eat." Ziko said quickly.

" Yes if you don't want to. I spent it all." Zira said enjoying the boiled noodles with hot steam that is still visible.

Ziko swallowed his saliva, he felt his appetite for food was stirred, the aroma released from the food was really undeniable let alone the hot steam that was still coming out of the bowl was quite interesting according to him.

" why? Wanna?" tawar Zira looked at her husband who did not blink an inch.

Ziko nodded her head quickly. And snatched the bowl. He enjoyed a spoonful for the sake of that spoonful of instant noodles. Until I felt the food was empty.

" Why was it spent? The hungry I eat you." Gerrutu Zira fast.

" Good baby, it turns out the grass is also good at eating with instant noodles. It's worth the fat cow." Ziko ngelantur.

" Yes but if tomorrow morning you speak strangely look out." Zira wanti-wanti.

" What's weird?"

" Morrow morning don't be surprised, if you speak a little mooooow." Zira said practicing.

" What's moooow?" ask Ziko confused.

" Yes, you'll slightly stick out your tongue like a cow." Zira pranks her husband.

There was a sense of disbelief when his wife related like that. But somehow Zira's expression when saying that is quite convincing, so there is a little fear when imagining that she often sticks out her tongue.

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