MY CHATTY WIFE
MANGO OH MANGO

I'm calm to go home. Rita gave me the convenience this time.

There's some kind of fruit in the bag for me to take home.

"Apel Malang half red, oranges whose skin is yellow and green, strawberry.. hmmm..it seems not two colors Rit, but immature." said I showed strawberry at the end is still white.

"Yes, Mas. What matters is two colors, rather than the mosquito at home" he said while counting the money I paid earlier.

I nodded.

"Yes sip, hopefully one of these things is right in my wife's wish yes, Rit." I said wrapped the fruit bag and put it in my motorcycle box.

"Aamiin, Mom. The patient yes.. I'll say yes first." Rita got on her bike and waved at me. I nodded and waved back.

"Be careful and thank you, yes." I said.

Along the way I was pounding, how not, if wrong what the queen wanted in the house. For sure tonight I went around looking for what he wanted.

I hope one of the things I brought is true. I parked my bike in front of the house.

RKRUTT ...

I looked towards the door, my wife had not slept yet. Usually at this hour I sleep.

"Alhamdulillah has come home, Mas." he said as he took my hand.

"Yes, Deck. You haven't slept, tumben. Why?" ask me while opening my shoes.

"Wait, Mas." he said again with a smile.

I nodded, I knew what was waiting for wasn't me. She usually sleeps, especially when she is pregnant. He said his body was easily tired when it hit the mattress.

"Wait, Mum... Sure.." plucked me while tilting my lips.

He was grinning while shaking his body.

"Here you check, baby. I hope there's something you want, yeah." I handed you the package of fruit I brought earlier.

Enthusiastically he grabbed her and took her inside. While yelling, "Goodoo, Mom". I just shook my head looking at her behavior.

I went in with a wasp, while inside there was no sound.

I rushed in to see his condition.

I saw my wife sitting facing the package I was carrying with her arms folded in her stomach.

What's wrong, what's wrong? Hopefully not. I approached and rubbed his shoulder.

"What's up, honey. How to see the fruit." I glanced at the contents of the package that had been taken out by him.

He pouted and remained silent. While continuing to grunt throw his breath.

I'm sure, I was wrong. And surely what he wanted was not in that package.

"Why dear, is something wrong? The fruit you want does not exist, yes." I asked gently, but I already knew the answer. I just wish he'd said what to eat, so that my head wouldn't get dizzy.

"I want two funny colors, Mas" he said while continuing to frown.

I sighed, I must be patient and patient. Funny fruit!! Is there any fruit that can be joking? Huhhhh..

"Yes, sorry, baby. You want funny fruit, what's the name. Or how rich it is, try to say the same Mas." I rubbed his head and pinched the pinch of his chubby cheek.

I grabbed him and saw what he wanted to show.

Gee whiz.... Pictures of family mangoes.

I patted my forehead, mango oh mango. Because of you now I have to go out again looking for this fruit.

I handed him his phone.

"Yes already, baby. Go out first, Mas buyin Mangga. The next time you want something, there's still a picture. Tell me, yes.. Let Mas make it easy." I peeked at his head and left.

I just hope at curfew tonight there is still a fruit shop and must get two colors, namely yellow and green.

I walked along the road, had reached the edge of the city but there was no fruit shop. Where should I go, time to get back into town. It's night, laper too.

After almost an hour I went around, finally got the desired mango.

I went home and re-parked my bike.

My wife was standing at the door, her face waiting.

"Mas, why so long. I'm afraid to be alone, it's been the night. If there is no need, my. Let it be tomorrow." he said I haven't had time to get off my bike.

Ah I'm happy, it turns out that she's worried about me not being a mango.

I smiled as I shook the package.

"There, baby. It's Mas got the mangoes." His face was exuberant.

He grabbed my hand, kissed my hand as usual and also grabbed the package of course. He kissed my cheek cheerfully.

I smiled at his happiness. It turns out that cravings do affect once, yes, he was crying without a sound and frowning did not want to look at me. Now she smiled sweetly and kissed me.

"Otherwise you want, tadpole twins. But thank you, tired your father is paying off to see your mother happy." I muttered as I opened the door.

I saw my wife who was busy preparing food, there was milk and tea as well.

He was washing the mangoes and taking it to the table. I smiled at her, but her eyes were still bright at eleven in the evening.

"The clean gas is clean first and change clothes, we're tired, Mas" he said busy with mangoes.

I went into my room and washed my face. After changing my clothes I approached my wife.

"You've eaten, baby." I said as I rubbed his hair.

"It was late afternoon, Mom. Mas has dinner yet?" he said while feeding me mangoes.

"Then, but hungry again." I rubbed my stomach.

"Mas sit down, let Dek prepare the food, yes." he asked me to sit down and left me to the kitchen.

I ate the food my wife prepared. By looking at him who was greedily eating mangoes.

"Sweet is the fruit." I asked.

"Yes, sweet delicious. Would you like some more?." he asked me while peeling the third mango.

I shook my head, "You'll eat, baby." I lifted my plate.

He's nodding.