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CHICKEN NOODLES!

In the car. Arkan asked his wife and pretended not to know what she had given him. "What was that thing that went into Anita's shirt?"

"No. There's nothing going in" said Laras as he grinned the horse.

"Don't lie, you know! Look at it," said Arkan.

"Hehee.. The glare barrel, "The barrel shows a row of white teeth to Arkan. "Laras just add the money that I love to Kak Anita 2 million earlier, which makes Kak Anita look for a contract. Baras added 1 million for him to eat while looking for work," explained Laras.

Fortunately, the money he got from the exchange added his bracelet had been taken over by Erland. If not, maybe the money will also be given by Laras to Anita.

"Good, it turns out that the wife of this mas is so humble," Arkan said. "The lucky thing is yours, may all you do be a blessing to our family."

"Min o god!" let's get away quickly. The woman confirmed the words of her husband.

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The days passed, and it did not feel like two months had been exceeded. Arkan and Laras are getting sticky and are always romantic everywhere. Not knowing the place and also the time, making everyone who saw and witnessed their intimacy feel envious.

In the evening, the clock is 02:27 in the morning. Barrel suddenly awoke from his sleep, the woman clutching her stomach and turning to her throat.

"Yes the lager?" the guman. She looked at her husband and woke the man up. "Mas, wake!" Laras shook her husband's arm slowly.

"Mas, wake up dong! Laper barrel, Chicken noodle barrel!" Because her husband is hard to wake up. Laras raised her voice and shook her arms violently.

"Why the hell yank?" Arkan rose from his position while rubbing his eyes.

"Mas, Laper barrel" said Laras spoiledly.

"Pick up a little meal" Arkan said, the man was about to get out of bed.

"The barracks want chicken noodles," said Laras.

"Duh yank, you are weird! It's 3 and a half hours. Where does anyone sell chicken noodles at this hour?" Arkan rolled back on the bed and pulled the blanket.

"Yes, if you don't want to buy it. Buy it yourself!" threaten Laras while getting off that bed. The woman immediately grabbed her cell phone, took a hundred thousand bills and put them in her nightshirt pocket.

Arkan thought his wife was threatening. So, he just shut up because he was so sleepy. He was surprised when he called his wife but there was no word.

"Oh god! Let's not let him come out!" Arkan immediately jumped from the bed and washed his face towards the bathroom.

The man snatched the keys to his car that was on the nightstand. He ran down the stairs and saw the door open slightly.

"Why is my wife this weird?" in a panic, Arkan pulls his car out of the garage.

He walked down the street slowly while looking to the right and left of the road. "Oh my god, yank." Arkan stopped his car exactly one meter from the position of Laras who was sitting by bending his knees on the edge of the sidewalk.

"Darling!" Arkan, who had gotten out of the car, immediately approached and touched his wife's shoulder slowly. "Why cry? Hmmm!"

"Laras just want chicken noodles. But we are not horrified and do not want to search for it" said Laras slowly.

"It's not that I'm not horrified and don't want to find it, but it's still night. Look, is there anyone? Is there a vehicle passing by? There's no one!" Arkan looked around the quiet area of the street.

"Can go around the mas, there must be," said Laras. "Wish to eat chicken noodles" she asked her husband expectantly.

Arkan led his wife into the car. He went around the elite complex, not even there. Arkan also drove his wife to a street vendor who used to sell.

"No, no, right? So how's it going now?" ask Arkan to his wife.

"We go to the house of mama, papa," said Laras.

"Now?" ask Arkan.

"Next year," Baras murmured.

"Yes-yes, don't sulk. We're going to mama's house, papa now!" Arkan immediately turned around and immediately drove to the main residence of Sudradjat.

Twenty minutes later, Arkan's car arrived in front of Sudradjat's residence. He immediately invited his wife to come down, but Laras shook his head.

"What else do you want?" ask Arkan patiently. He did not want his wife to be angry and sulking all day.

"You are fat," said Laras so spoiled. Arkan smiled while shaking his head. He immediately carried his wife's bridal style towards the back of the house.

The man banged on the back door of the house. "Mmd! Mang!" call Arkan, he is sure that Mang Udin and Mbok Nunung must have been up at that hour, so he chose to go to the back door.

"Mmd!" arkan shouted, not realizing that his wife had fallen asleep in his arms.

"Kook for Den Arkan?" Mbok Nunung confirmed his hearing.

"Mbok Nunung, Mang Udin! Open door!" shout Arkan.

Hurriedly, Mbok Nunung walked towards the kitchen door and opened the door.

"God, why not Baras?" mbok Nunung asked in a panic.

"What the hell, mbok. He's sleeping" Arkan said. "Arkan go upstairs first yes, Arkan come down again. All you want to ask for help mbok!"

Mbok Nunung just nodded while staring in wonder at the two human children.

Upstairs, Arkan laid his wife's body on the bed slowly. He covered his wife's body, after which he went back out and met Mbok Nunung.

"Mmd!" call Arkan.

"Yes, den. What's up?" ask Mbok Nunung while approaching.

"Couldn't make chicken noodles?" ask Arkan. He was so hopeful that Mbok Nunung could make his wife a chicken noodle.

"What's chicken noodles made of?" ask Mbok Nunung.

"Make Laras, Arkan was already around from half 3 o'clock earlier. Just make a search for chicken noodles that are Pinta-solid," Arkan said.

"Grand-wrong.. Non Laras cravings this," said Mbok Nunung with a very happy face.

"I mean mbok? Laras pregnant?" ask Arkan.

"Yes, it's kayaking!" mbok Nunung. "Mending, Den Arkan to Kang Somat's house, ask directly for a special chicken noodle with him. Will be back in the morning, surely now he is ready to make a tour sale!" mbok Nunung.

"If so, Arkan calls Doctor Ilyas first. Let him check on Laras, that's just Arkan going to Kang Somat's house!" With so much enthusiasm, Arkan called Doctor Ilyas as the doctor of the Sudradjat family.