My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTER 238. Endeavors
This afternoon the traffic was quite heavy, Gian went home alone and allowed Reyhans to be with Evany. He understands other people, doesn't he? Yes, it is true. However, where he might give it for free, of course Reyhans had to pay for it with extra work tomorrow morning.
Very careful, Gian is very normal if alone lately. The fact of fear of why-why on the way and worried if later his life exposed to problems always approached since the pregnancy of his wife is getting bigger.
Entering his home area, Gian behaved as a young master in general. Giving a thin smile to Asih who now welcomes him, if Radha usually welcomes Gian, now it is different.
"Where is my wife, Bi?" gian asked, looking around, the goal was to go home quickly just for Radha.
"So came out the same non Rury, Den .. same Mistress as well." Asih's reply suddenly made Gian's eyes perfectly round, went with Rury, and he knew the woman would always be with Haidar.
"Haidar too?" asked Gian began to show an expression of dislike, obviously it would be a problem if Haidar was with them.
"No, Den .. den Haidar is in the back, having lunch he said."
With a breath of fresh air approaching this man, there was at least no worry he needed to fear. Naturally the one who welcomed his arrival in front was only Aryo.
"It's been a while?" asked Gian the song in a serious tone, it seems that this man is studying the info from Asih even deeper.
"Yes, Den .. It's been almost three hours."
Asih's words make him panic, why Radha is not alone with him. Though this afternoon had called and Radha was just lazing in bed.
"Three hours, Mama take my wife where she is."
Without waiting for Asih's answer, Gian reached for his phone. Passed out of the house and thought to immediately find where his wife was.
With his thin patience, Gian was very upset when his mother did not pick up the phone when clearly he could be contacted.
"Ck, look out for the boy, dare to go out without permission," he said regretfully to Radha who this time violated his words, if usually only Gian allow a walk around his house without permission, it does not mean going out also without permission.
Even though he had not received an answer, Gian hurriedly got into the car, it's okay while waiting he will move first.
"Huft, go home at last, too" said Gian sighing long, lucky he had not really left, as soon as Gian came down and approached his wife.
And it can be clearly read how his face, crumpled like crumpled paper. Gian waited not far from them while throwing his sharp gaze, he had not used this way on Radha for a long time.
"Where are you from?"
Radha was silent for a moment when the voice was clearly heard, her steps were a little hesitant and embarrassed because she was on Rury's side at the moment.
"Don't be scolded, Mama who invited because Radha magernya widespread usual today."
Jelita understands what her son is feeling now, and again she reminds him if the reason Jelita brought Radha is also because she does not want her daughter-in-law to be lonely.
"It's my business, Mama just go in first."
Long time not behaving like that, now Radha is nervous if Gian is like this. He lowered his head and his breathing felt that difficult.
Quite a long silence, Gian scrutinized the appearance of his wife from top to bottom. His wife's hair changed, it was certainly the work of his mother who often commented on Radha's straight hair.
"Why not permission?" asked Gian in a cold voice, when he had said the haircut should be permission, and now Radha just turn her hair into a wavy, beautiful but Gian did not like.
"Forgotten, Brother," he replied by displaying his neat teeth, the face was indeed the mainstay style but Gian had to try to restrain himself so as not to fall in the trap of Radha.
"Ck, just keep forgetting, very good at finding excuses."
Radha realized if he was wrong, deliberately not saying goodbye because if Gian will certainly choose to go home and follow them away.
"Sorry, Brother is busy .. I want to go out but do not want to disturb," he hugged Gian tightly, another way to melt the husband if he makes trouble.
"Day off right, you deliberately do not want to be the same brother right," chirped Gian blurted out his accusations, it is not strange if Gian often makes the problem even bigger.
"But I want it today, he who wants .. I can't refuse dong," Radha said as he pointed to his stomach, could be looking for a scapegoat.
Both Radha and Gian are the same, often doing things on the grounds of the desire of the baby, even though they themselves make such statements.
"Ck, can you?"
"Well, I'm pregnant, right?" Radha blinked her eyes, where could Gian angry, although initially like to pounce on Radha, but in the end asked more he could not bear.
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Tonight, Gian who was enjoying his wife's story while waiting for the mask on his face was dry. It was not Radha who insisted, but Gian who asked.
"Sister, haven't slept yet, have you?"
Gian just nodded slowly, afraid once if the mask cracks. The tiredness of the world makes Gian worried about his face, even though his good looks are still the same, plenary.
"I haven't had any milk, make it dong."
The spontaneous request that made Gian open his eyes as fast as lightning, he was enjoying how comfortable this treatment was, Radha could have asked him to prepare pregnant milk, it was Gian's responsibility, and he forgot.
"Ikhlas no? If not let me be alone," said Radha with a sullen face, did not get an answer from Gian made him upset instead of playing.
"Ikhlas, Honey ...." Gian said very carefully, he was as scared as that.
"That's dong, thank my husband."
Gian passed out of the room, with his face in such shape, and it just so happened that his house was already that lonely. He wondered why they fell asleep so quickly, what a little later, Gian thought.
Patiently, Gian brewed milk for his wife. Sometimes moving his body Gian did not lose the way to express his happiness.
"Gian, what are you doing?"
Only realized that now he was not alone, Jelita's voice was enough to make him shocked. Because it's not Jelita's custom to go out of the room at night.
"Bikin milk, Mama what?" asked Gian without looking at his mother, still focused on what he was doing.
"Papa's not feeling well, Mama wants to make an angel tea."
"Oh Papa could be sick as well, Ma?"
"It can be, it can be human, Gian."
Jelita is not inexhaustible with the mindset of Gian who even asked so, Jelita approached to make sure if his son was not wrong in making milk for Radha.
"Udah really?" ask Jelita to his son, and if asked clearly he looked at the face of his interlocutor.
"Allahu Akbar!! Gian?!!!"
Gian's face that white, and just showing his eyes and mouth makes Jelita almost hanging, the punch suddenly landed on Gian's body, he accidentally, but was surprised extraordinary.
"Why!! Mama spilled!!!" yelled Gian when the milk could not be saved, Jelita's punch was too strong and made Gian more surprised.
"Oh my God, you did that too!! What kind of hanging mama?!!"
Still trying to calm down, really Jelita's head even hurt. But seeing the milk spilled and watering his son's feet he felt guilty.
"Aaarrrggghhh, hot, Ma." How not hot, the water even he let boil first, and now his legs even reddened.
"I'm sorry Mama, accidentally, Gi .. has been silent first, let Mama continue."
"But what are my legs? Ck, how about a blister, Ma? Not to mention later if it comes to why, how do I work? Keep carrying my wife how? Ah Mama, I'm so confused."
"Ck, lebay ... silence first, will not be that bad," said Jelita after pinching the lips of her son who was not stopping talking as if he was facing a disaster.
"Mama, how's lebai? Look, until the red gini, the pain," complained Gian, still the same as before, this man can very much make himself as if he suffered the most.
"Let's treat Mama, wait ... Mama's responsibility, Gian."
"Zura only, later Mama make my legs more wretched," he said as good as jidat, if only Jelita did not feel guilty maybe the rice will land on his head.
"Astafirullahaladzim, do you have any grudges against Mama, Gian?" Jelita even took a deep breath as this son was quite draining of patience.
"Huh? No, I should have asked Mama, because this is the proof, if not my grudge of my leg so far?"
"It is up to you to be a child, O God."
Gian is obedient, even ready for everything the parents say. For Gian parents are the most valuable treasure, especially Mama and Papa. However, the way Gian expresses his affection for Raka and Jelita is quite different.
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