My husband Gemulai
Sailor moon's

One month later

The condition of Emanuel's legs had recovered as usual, he was able to walk normally and did not need a cane anymore. While Fika's pregnancy has entered the seventh month, and the woman's stomach looks increasingly enlarged. Their lives seem very happy, although in building a household is not as easy as imagined. There must be a small problem that becomes the spice of love in their household, like this afternoon Fika really wants to eat Bibimbap typical food from the land of ginseng but Fika wants the food made by her own husband.

"Darling, your request is so weird? How can I cook that food!" Ema reasoned, while staring at her laptop screen, because she was currently checking the monthly report sent by Ruri through her email.

"Here, this is junior's request! Honey, come on," whined Fika like a child asking for candy, while tugging at her husband's shirt and pursing her lips together.

"Huh," Ema exhaled violently, then she looked up and looked at his wife lazily. Then he moved from his seat, because he was in his study. "Come, I'll make it for you but it's not free, two rounds later tonight," said Ema, then kissed his wife's cheek affectionately. Of course Ema would not want to lose in this, she would take as much profit from his wife as possible.

"One of them, it was already one round in the bathroom this morning" Fika said.

"Two or none at all" replied Ema, then she wanted to settle down in her work desk again.

"Yes! You're greedy!" fika replied grumbling, and pulled her husband's hand to stand up again.

"Whatever sincerely, let the reward be double. After all, your content has entered the third trimester so it must be used often so that later it can be normal," said Ema as it is, as well as mode. 😆

"Yes," grumbled Fika.

"That's dong, let us be equally good. Yeah, no?" Ema pulled down her eyebrows and her face looked at his wife pervertedly.

"A lot of talk, I've been hungryrrrrrrrrr," said Fika, pressing the word 'r', then he pulled Ema's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

"Is there a material?" ask Ema, when she's in the kitchen.

"Dear, I asked Bibik to go shopping" replied Fika, while sitting on a dining table chair that was located adjacent to the kitchen.

"I want Papa to cook, if Papa who cooks will definitely be added with love spices," replied Fika, while giving her husband a finger heart, and her eyes sparkled happily.

Ea... Eaa.. uhuii icikiwir🤣

"Uh, so sweet," Ema's heart warmed when she heard his wife's words, then Ema walked over to Fika and hugged the increasingly filled body tightly.

"Love you, Mama" said Ema, then broke her arms and looked at her lovingly.

"Love you too, Papa," Fika replied, and smiled gently. Then Ema bowed her head and put a warm kiss on the surface of the lips of his wife and took a sip alternately, just a warm kiss full of love and no sense of passion or anything else.

Ema let go of the link, then she smiled sweetly as well as Fika who also widened her smile.

"It's been cooking for me and Junior, but the cooking is not wearing clothes" said Fika, making Ema surprised and widening her eyes.

"You mean, am I too*jang?" ask Ema, while closing the chest of the field and the eagle wrapped in color pants.

"No! But just take off your clothes and wear the sailor moon," said Fika, pointing at her husband's favorite apron hanging near the refrigerator.

"What?!"

Enjoy your suffering, Papa. The pay is expensive too, right? Two rounds loh,😆

Thank you for supporting this work of Ema, do not forget to continue to support dear. May wherever you are always protected by God and healthy always, Aminnn🙏