
Both of them are now sitting on the long bench of the park. Antonio took out the contents inside the paper bag. Tupperware contains fried rice in it already in his hands.
Khanza is cool looking around, looking at objects that attract his attention. Until unknowingly he even smelled the smell of cooking. Antonio did bring fried rice closer to Khanza's nose.
"Hem, fragrant!" khanza turned to face Antonio.
"You," Antonio bargained, as quickly as lightning Khanza nodded.
"I bribe ya," Antonio spooned the fried rice for him, then brought it to Khanza's mouth that was already open. Ready to take a bribe.
"Where is my fried rice good?" ask Antonio.
"Uhukk...uhukk.." Antonio swiftly opened the lid of the aqua bottle and gave Khanza to drink.
After drinking it, the throat becomes relieved. Just a little to recover.
"It's really the cook o. uh, mas," Khanza's tongue is very difficult to call Antonio with the call 'mas'.
"Hm, this is me cooking. Special for you and our future heroes," seduced Antonio, Khanza cheeks blushed to hear it.
Antonio then continued to feed back. Khanza chews his fried rice. Enjoy the feed by mouth, until the fried rice runs out without remaining.
They did not realize that there was someone in black robes, lurking from a distance. The person took a picture of both, having left when he had already obtained it.
"Honey, we're back in the wardrobe" Antonio asked to look at his watch. "Let's go in Maghrib's time."
Khanza is unemployed, because he thinks it is not good for pregnant women to be outside when entering Maghrib time. Khanza stretched out his hand, asking to be carried. I don't know, it feels to walk into a slump, as a result of that sling. It felt like he had become addicted to asking to be carried again.
"You want to be carried again?" Khanza.
Finally he was already in the arms of a muscular man, especially if not Antonio. In Khanza's arms smiling.
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Antonio rested Khanza on the hospital bed slowly. Brushed Khanza's stomach for a while, it covered him with a chest.
"I'm staying home is okay" Antonio said.
Khanza's face turned moody, he tried to hide. Her pregnancy hormones make her want to always be close to the father of her baby. Looks like the baby didn't let Antonio get far away from him. It should always be within his reach.
"Why hem! Tell me, if you don't want me to go. I'll keep going, stay here" said Antonio.
Khanza still did not want to talk and chose silence. Antonio was wrong to leave his wife.
"Darling speaking! Don't shut up, I'm confused" Antonio said.
"Gee! I don't know m-mas, I don't think I want m-mas to go... Ta-pi eung, if m-mas wants to go home, ng.ngga pa-pa kok," said Khanza stammering.
Antonio smiled happily, and finally the woman wanted to talk. A little afraid to express his wishes.
"If it were you, I would still be here" Antonio said.
Hearing Antonio's words, Khanza's heart became delighted. But suddenly Khanza's mind floated on Rhea. What if Rhea asks where Antonio is.
"Em, m-mas." exclaimed Khanza, Antonio chose to be silent waiting for the next word. "Later, Rhea must have nyariin m-mas."
"You just calm down! I told Bi Inahya" Antonio told me a bit of a lie. Indeed, he had advised, if later Rhea looking for him, to say that he was in the office and would go home late at night.
Khanza was finally relieved by Antonio's words. They looked at each other and smiled. Antonio walked to the couch, he sat there. Taking out his phone, sending a message to his daughter so as not to wait for him.
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