My Husband is Not a Disabled Man
Out of reason!

"You're really gonna postpone your marriage Ang? Just because I think I'm still like this?" again Garra asked.

Secretary Ang nodded, "Yes Young Master. I'm sorry, whatever it is I can't help but look at Young Master like this."

Garra sighed, looking at the door. Mia's been standing there, maybe ever since. Mia had heard a lot of their chatter.

Then Mia approached them, putting the bowl of porridge in her hand on the table.

"Mr Ang. Young Master Garra is not alone. I will be by her side every second. Supposedly, you should not be too worried." said Mia while sitting next to Garra.

"I know Madam, but.._"

"You don't trust me? You doubt me in taking care of my own husband?"

"It's not so Madam!"

"You forgot how the Young Master was before this? You mustn't forget that, Mr. Ang. Don't forget how I bet my day on the recovery of the Young Master, betting all my time on taking care of him. And now it's not like it used to be. But you're worried about her. Don't you want to ask yourself where you were? When did Young Master need you more than he currently does?" cut Mia stared intently at Ang's secretary.

"I understand Madam, I understand. Please forgive me Madam . Not disbelieving the Madam, but I beg you, allow this time I accompany the Young Master in every circumstance. I just wanted to make amends yesterday, being too busy with the company to ignore the safety and recovery of Young Master. Right now I just want to make sure that Young Master will continue to be okay, and not repeat my mistakes yesterday." replied Secretary Ang, lowered his head. Not daring to return Mia's rogue gaze.

"What about my mom and dad? Aren't you thinking of that, Mr Ang? Do you know if they've prepared a little party at his house for you? In fact, they have divided alms to their former neighbors in the slum. And ask for their prayers for your appointed wedding day? They will surely be disappointed, though their lips will not dare to say that."

Secretary Ang was surprised, looking up. He dared to look at Mia.

"Really Madam?"

"Yes, they've called me and deliberately didn't call Yuri, even later that night they plan to pick Yuri up and bring Yuri home to them, until your H day. And they want your wedding to be held in their house" Mia said once again.

Ang was silent, not knowing what to answer. Ang did not talk to Gani Kuncoro about the resignation of his wedding day. Ang just invited Yuri to talk. Of course Yuri agreed because Yuri herself thought of Mia who would have trouble if she had to take care of Young Master Garra herself. The plan is, later tonight Secretary Ang will just meet Gani Kuncoro to talk about it.

Garra, who had been silent to hear his wife lecturing the secretary, now began to justify Mia's words and spoke up.

"You can't disappoint my in-laws Ang, let alone my Mia. If they're disappointed, then I'll be more disappointed."

"Don't delay your marriage Ang. Continue the initial plan. And this is my command! You know, I don't like to be rebutted the most!" keep Garra.

Ang went back silent, back down. Seemed to be thinking hard, weighing.

Finally, Ang nodded.

"Alright Sir. I will carry out Young Master's orders!"answer Ang. Then move on from his seat.

"Today, I will take Yuri to see my parents. After that, I'll drive him to Mr. Gani's house."

"Good Ang, hurry up then."

Ang smiled, "Then excuse me Young Master, Madam Mahendra."

Mia and Garra just nodded while returning Ang's smile.

Ang, turn around and step.

"Pick up!" call Garra after Ang, already reaching the door.

"Don't think about me first. Focus on your wedding day! Congratulations on fighting again!"

Ang nodded again.

"Don't forget to close my door!" exclaim Garra.

Ang, again just smiled then stepped out and did not forget to close the door Garra's room.

After the departure of Secretary Ang, Mia again fed Garra with the remaining porridge she made earlier.

Garra opened her mouth again.

But just one mouthful, the door sounded on someone's knock.

Just as Mia stood up to open her, the door was already open.

Grandpa Abian and Grandma Sulis had already stepped in.

"Hi my great grandson, how are you??" Grandpa Abian approached Garra with a laugh.

"How are you, satisfied grandfather saw Garra suffering like this!!" chirping Garra.

Grandpa Abian was stunned to hear Garra's reply.

"You why?H.ha.ha.. I think only cravings can be sensitive, but a cool Young Master Garra can be more sensitive when cravings."

"Grandfather! Why are you so happy with my suffering??"

"Where I may not be happy Garra, your suffering is my happiness. I've been waiting a long time. Finally, my wait was not in vain. My great-grandson will soon be born into the world and you should be well past your cravings. If not, my great-grandson will become a wayward like you. Must have a lot of patience so that great-grandfather will also be a patient."

"What's the relationship to the cake???"

"There is, if a pregnant woman in her cravings fuss, her baby will also be fussy. If the cravings are patient, the baby will also be a patient child" replied Abian's grandfather.

"Just be it!"

"The cake is right?" Garra looks worried to realize how her late attitude is often fussy and sensitive.

"Haha. joking Garra. No Garra no. All children depend on their parents' upbringing. You don't have to worry so much. My great-grandson will surely inherit his father's nature." said Grandpa Abian.

While Granny Sulis and Mia just chuckled at their chatter.

"Mia, how are you. You're okay, right? Not feeling anything?" asked Grandma Sulis to feel Mia's flat stomach.

"It's okay, Grandma, yesterday Doctor Sinta just came here to check on Mia and Mia's stomach. We are both healthy." replied Mia.

"Ah, thank goodness. You must take good care of our great-granddaughter. Eat a lot and don't get tired."

"Miss, you take it easy. Eat a lot of Mia. The one who doesn't eat it is me! I should be the one Grandma was worried about!!" exclaim Garra.

"Ah you are this, so men don't be spoiled! For the sake of your wife and baby-to-be you must learn patience." said Grandma Sulis.

"Yes, yeah. Garra will be patient! Just patience. Hadeh!!" Garra looked at Mia who was laughing again.

"Where's the porridge, baby?? My stomach hurts??"

"Eh yes." Mia again grabbed the bowl of porridge that she had put earlier because of the arrival of grandparents. Mia sat next to Garra again and bribed Garra back.

"Garra! Does your hand hurt?" suddenly Grandpa Abian asked.

"No!" garra replied in between her mouth.

"Didn't your cravings affect your hands?" again Grandpa Abian asked.

"No cake, Garra's hands are fine."

"Then eat by yourself! Why ask your wife to bribe. You're so spoiled!" grandpa Abian's snapping made Garra immediately pout.

"Once upon a time spoiled on his own wife does what cake. Why in the trouble? This grandfather, Garra is suffering like this is still being scolded!"

"Party, the hand still works too. Don't make your cravings excuses spoiled for your wife. Cassian she is, she's not your servant. And you have to remember, Mia was satisfied to take care of you, bathe you and bribe you before your hands could function" Grandpa Abian said.

"Hehe, Yes cake. Sorrysorry. Mia, forgive bang Garra. Bang Garra will eat alone." Garra was embarrassed, immediately taking over the bowl in Mia's hands. But Mia hurriedly prevented it.

"It's okay Bang Garra, Mia is happy to feed bang Garra. Indeed feeding bang Garra should be because bang Garra hands do not work? This is a romantic sign . So cake, not because Garra bang spoiled. Bang Garra also used to feed Mia, right?" sahut Mia, turned to Grandpa Abian and Garra.

"Geez, I heard it myself. Don't keep blaming Garra. We are a romantic couple. Not to thank Garra for successfully making Candidate Grandpa great-grandfather, even want to be angry continue to Garra." protested Garra.

"Who said grandpa wasn't grateful. Grandpa even prostrated himself so many times that he thanked God. And , Thank you, my grandson, for the success of your efforts. Already, finish the porridge." replied Grandpa Abian.

They all smiled with happiness,. Mia again bribed Garra, and Garra spent a bowl of chicken porridge again while not stopping stroking Mia's stomach.

"What's the nausea again?" mia asked, after Garra's last bribe.

"No!"

"Any yeah. It wasn't nauseous either. Bang Garra's nausea and vomiting last time wasn't because of this porridge right? Except for smelling the scent of Soap." said Mia like she was trying to guess something.

"You're right Mia. I vomited because I smelled soap not because I ate this porridge. Why can not nausea yes, but whatever I swallow usually comes out again." said Garra.

Sulis' grandmother who heard that immediately asked.

"As long as Garra is like this, have you ever cooked for her Mia?" ask Grandma Sulis.

"No, Grandma, just this time" replied Mia.

"Oh, Grandma knows now."

"You know what Grandma?" Garra and Mia together.

"That means, Garra can eat anything but it has to be from Mia's own hands."

"really?" Mia doesn't believe it yet.

"It seems so, just try it first. You cook anything and bribe your husband. If she's not nauseous, then Grandma's guess is right. If your baby wants his father to eat only his mother's cooking."

Garra and Mia looked at each other.

"Alright, Mia will try."

***

Since Grandma Sulis said that, starting today also Mia began to try her. Cooking food for Garra with her own hands.

And evidently, Garra no longer vomit food Mia's cuisine. Although there was a slight nausea, but Garra no longer vomited vomit. Although Garra is still tormented with dizziness, lethargy, achy aches throughout the growth and still nauseous if you smell other than citrus. At least Garra can still eat, the origin of the cuisine from Mia's own hands.Garra then tried other dishes, not Mia's cuisine, and true Garra vomited her back. Same kind of thing. That's weird! Doesn't make sense huh?? But again, that's called cravings. Sometimes beyond reason!

Garra smiled happily and thought that the baby really wanted to be fair to both parents. Just as must suck with his presence in his mother's stomach.

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