Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 76 OF NGIDAM CENDOL
Almost three weeks already Raka and Sarah live in Raka's parents' house. Their daily life feels so calm and full of happiness, enjoying a young pregnancy with people who love her
Sarah felt an abundance of attention and affection that she had never received so far.
All his life he's never been so spoiled by everyone. It feels so weird but it's fun.
"Darling, I want an ice cendol?" Suddenly Sarah was sitting in front of her busy husband facing some documents at her desk at Raka's study next to their room. The room was connected to a connecting door with the room Raka's private room.
"Cendall?" Raka frowned, released the bollpoint he was holding and closed the screen of his laptop, so he could immediately see the spoiled face of his wife.
"Yes..."
"What is cendol?"
"What?" Sarah blinked her eyes then glared at Raka.
"You don't know what a cendol is, honey?" Sarah can't believe, her husband doesn't know cendol.
Raka shook her head seriously.
"The ladle is fruit?"
"In Elementary school, have you ever heard of teachers introducing cendol as a fruit?"
Raka raised her eyebrows then shook her head again.
"That's not fruit! The cendol's a drink, baby." Sarah patted her own forehead.
"In my school cafeteria, her canteen mother also sells ice cendol, you know. The ice cendol is good."Sarah told me excitedly.
"But in my school cafeteria nobody sells ice cendol."Sahut Raka defended herself.
"That's open google first, searching ice cendol is how it looks. The cendol just don't know." Sarah scowled across the table.
"Don't you suddenly want something weird?" Raka looked at Sarah confused.
Sarah marginalized all the documents and laptops belonging to Raka to the edge of the table, then she stood up and leaned her face towards Raka's face, while both his elbows bend on the table and his chin rests on top of both palms.
"Darling..." Sarah looked at Raka with a clear look.
"I seem to crave..." Whisper, winking.
Raka now who alternately glared.
"Nwantedam?"
"Yes..."
Hearing that answer, Raka looked so excited as well as nervous. She had heard that women in the early days of pregnancy often asked for things.
And the myth, according to the story of the clerk in his office yesterday if the wife again craves, her desire must be fulfilled if the husband does not fulfill it, the baby can latch and at birth will always drool.
"That sir, my neighbor next door, his wife wants to eat kedondong but the kedondong should be taken directly from the tree. Worse yet, the condongnya must be stolen from the yard of the house of RT sir. Because her husband is unable to grant her, her son until now two years old still ngeces." Nining, one of the employees in Raka's office, told of a nightmarish experience when his boss announced his wife's pregnancy happily, while sharing his angpao with all the employees.
"Huh..ngeces what is it?"
"That's sir, whose baby is always drooling." Ms. Daniah who just came to bring coffee order Raka chimed in.
Raka of course was stunned to hear that, she could not imagine that her son would drool all day. But, thinking of the wife asking him to steal fruit from the house of RT sir certainly makes him immediately a headache.
"Ah, I'm simple sir..." Mr. Bino, one of the OBs suddenly interrupted casually.
"My wife when cravings, ask for coconut water that must be collected from the back of the house in-law. That cravings are weird, sir. If only just coconut water, many are sold on the roadsides. This is the problem is my wife insisted that I should take it myself. I would be horrified too, sir was told to climb a coconut tree that high. Yeah, well, that's the black tree I cut down." Mr. Bino chuckled to tell his experience.
Raka of course gawked at the experiences of the cravings wife, which she thought was very scary.
Soon Raka took his phone and searched for ice cendol on google, he was curious about its shape.
"This...?" Raka pointed at a picture on her phone screen.
"Yes.it..." Sarah mangosteen looked at the HP Raka screen. She still held her chin up in front of her husband.
"Oh..." Raka looks relieved, at least he does not need to climb a fruit tree in a neighboring house.
"Yes, in the place of selling cendol dong, dear "
Raka thought for a moment, then smiled a little cunningly, she remembered Dea. Later he will bring his assistant to find this ice cendol.
"It doesn't have to be stolen, right?" Raka raised an eyebrow huh.
"Kok was stolen anyway?" Sarah pouted, confused by Raka's question.
Raka grinned not to answer, but her lips landed on Sarah's pouting lips.
"Okay, honey, I'm going out hunting ice cendol for my wife who's craving." Raka ruffled the wife's hair with affection, then stood ready to move.
"Darling...!"Sarah pulled Raka's arm sprightly.
"Why again? is there anything else? what's the ice again?"
"Not that..."
"What?"
"I'm coming along."
"Eh, how come?"
"I want his ice cendol in his own ditch with my husband..."
"God...!"
Raka patted his eel, this cravings are scarier than the semester exam. He did not think his wife was cravings unusually strange, asked for a cendol that was held by her own husband. Earlier, he had planned to have Dea search for him and he knew it was fine, the important thing was that he brought it for his wife.
Raka's dizzy herself, ice cendol alone she has never eaten anything else matters how to measure it.
"Darling, it has to be that, huh?" raka's face was pinched.
"I feel like it. Imagine you make a glass of cendol for me, I've been happy what else if you drink it later." Sarah smiled sweetly like a child who seduced her father, asking for ice cream.
Raka took a breath, though,
"Why don't you crave the others anyway?" Raka sighs.
Sarah was wriggling on Raka's arm with a smile that was still decorating her lips.
"It's good that I only asked for ice cendol, my friend yesterday cravings and even asked for a young mango whose tree in front of the grave, asking for midnight again." Sarah chattering.
Raka's head immediately grew dizzy hearing that,
"Why is it so extreme, baby? You don't know me anymore, do you?" Raka turned to Sarah with a fond look.
"I just want an ice cendol." Sarah answered while scowling.
"Yes, stop. Let's go out to get you some ice cendol." Raka gave up, looking at those hopeful sparkling eyes. Raka hugged his wife's shoulder as she walked out of her study.
"I change clothes first, yeah..." Sarah was so excited, so excited.
"Honey, look for cendol do not need to be neatly very." Raka protested, the sight of Sarah's clothes was quite appropriate and beautiful if only a walk in search of ice cendol.
"We're looking for the ice cendol at the mall, baby."
"Huh, there's ice cendol at the mall?"
"Who knows there is..." Sarah answered from behind the door.
Oh, my God!
Raka bit her lip. Ngidam is indeed magical, and the person who craves it is even more magical.
(Tomorrow to comment on mothers who have had cravings, whether ever want something that really pengen pas pregnant, do not, until weeping if not realized🤭😅 Yuk do not forget VOTE yes for new parts more exciting again, mumpung monday 😆)