MY CHATTY WIFE
CRAVINGS

Since her pregnancy. My wife is amazing. Even just because of the wrong color of the clothes I wear he will preach until I finish eating and preparing.

"Mas, that's his navy shirt. Why you should wear red. The Navy is better to see. Want neat and handsome continues during work is made in see who the, Mas." grunted while pouting.

"Not so, Deck. Yesterday was a navy color shirt. Masa iyo now wear navy color again. Later in my opinion this Mas you have no other clothes, Dek." said I. I'm embarrassed to have to wear navy suits for a week. If the clothes are four, then the rest will repeat to the initial clothes in use until Saturday.

Last week it was white and unfortunately I had a white shirt almost all plain. All my office friends looked at me with questions. I can only shut up and smile. Unlike some of my friends who already know my condition, every day must be a laughing stock and their temptation, the heat of my ears.

"Wah wow.. What's this uniform theme, Mas." seduced Rita.

"The theme of chastity." said Hendra with a smile and a glorifying tone that sounded more upsetting to my heart.

I lazily replied, I just silently glanced. They just laughed out loud when they saw my response.

Today there must be more jokes coming out of their mouths. What else is navy color, what other themes will they throw. I scratched my head which was not itchy at all.

"That's different, Mom. It was yesterday, it's plain. Who said the same? here I teach him the difference." he said, seizing the shirt I was tidying up.

I can only wear it.

"Well that looks good, Mas" he said with a bright smile.

"Yes dear.Yes your Mas has gone to work first yes." I thrust my hand to shake hands with him and rub my wife's stomach. Beware of two tadpoles that are still cool in there.

"Don't be naughty, son. Take good care of your mother and don't make a lot of weird requests, son. Dizziness Dad's head." I rubbed my wife's stomach gently.

"Be careful, Mas." he said, waving my hands to let go.

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"Well, I know this, Mom. Mas Baskoro is the theme of what the uniform is." said Rita the biang kerok.

"What Rit.." cried Hendra who was not less complicated.

"American flag.." he laughed out loud.

I frowned at me.

"Yesterday white, now Navy, will be red, will you, Mas" he said asking me without sin.

I thought, right, his words.

Yesterday I was wearing white, now Navy, not next Sunday red. I shook my head while rubbing my forehead.

Heard them laughing out loud.

"This is how it is, baby, wife." I said originally.

"Yes, yes, yes." they answered compact made me even more upset.

But once they're satisfied with my taunting in the morning when I come, we'll work with the professionals after that.

"Actually how long yes, woman cravings." I muttered in front of the phone. Search for answers in smart apps.

I looked at him who was sitting on the bench in front of me.

"Said someone ngalamin just for a moment, there is also a long, Mas. Have to be patient, Mom. If for example a child of one or two months cravings, what else is Mas' wife, pregnant with twins, must be longer" he said with a laugh.

"You're either really calming me down or you're trying to make my mind crumple." I threw a pen at him.

He laughed out loud.

It has something to do with twins or single children. If related, whether twins will be born two x longer than the pregnancy period. Strange answer, it makes no sense.

"Handling, Mas." she said, wiping her tears. Laughing so happy that I cry. You are happy over my frustration.

TRINGS ...

[My Wife Entrance Message]

"Mas, later go home please buy fruit whose skin is two colors yes, Mas. That sweet.. Must be two colors yes Mas, the cute 😍".

I snorted in annoyance, throwing my breath long while stroking my chest.

"Otherwise this, my gosh.the fruit is two colors.." I murmured.

"Why, Mom?." Rita asked me, maybe she heard my mumbling.

"Hah, I'm confused Rit. Bumil ask for fruit with skin of two colors. Already my socks are always two colors, now the fruit should be two colors, the sweet, the funny, he said." I patted my eel.

Rita gaped and laughed.

"Patience, Mas. Patience." she's curled up in her arms while holding her stomach.

I clucked dizzy, had to find what fruit was two colors and sweet.

"Quiet, Mas. Two-color papaya, right. Orange meat green skin. Hmmm. or an apple, Mas. Usually the pink color is white on the skin, or green apples like pink on the skin." Rita's face enthusiastically mentions some fruit names. I heard while thinking and occasionally scratched my head.

"Patience, Mas. I must have met you and there is a way. The important thing is not to ask two fathers." he laughed out loud again.

I stared hard at him. He was not afraid and even stuck out his tongue.

"Sorry Mas, sorry." he clasped his hand in front of me.

"Do you want me to help you find it, Mom? It just so happens that my neighbor is a fruit maker, maybe there is an apple or something that is two colors" he said while wiping his tears.

"Yes, please. If there is a direct order to deliver here yes, then I will pay the same fare all together." I asked.

He nodded straight away taking the phone in his pocket.

I remember not replying to my wife's message, I immediately replied to her.

[Message Exit My Wife]

"Yes, honey. I'll find ya, hopefully sweet and funny."