My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 145. Ngever?

"Sen, Sen! Where you going?" tanya Adit saw Arsene walking on the sidewalk in front of her college building. The tall man approached.

"You're looking at the gate, me!" arsene replied relaxedly. Hearing Arsene's reply, Adit wondered.

"Tumben really a Arsene snack to the gate? Sure you?!" ask Adit not to believe.

"Pengen buy wet spring rolls. Just look at someone who brought it, the smell makes drool."

"Hare to! Usually ngirit?!" exclaim Adit astonishment.

"Heheh! Only 10 thousand doang gapapa! I want to eat that now." Arsene. Adit knew very well that his friend was indeed rarely snack outside except with his wife. He would only spend money on heavy meals instead of buying snacks like this.

"What cravings?!" ask Adit.

"Jajan time is that doang said to crave anyway Dit?! If Zaara was pregnant, she must have been the one who craved richly after the first pregnancy!"

"Zaara sepet ngidam pas pregnant kemaren?" ask Adit to know.

"Every but not often. I'm leaving first, I'm going to class again!" arsene left Adit alone.

"Yoy!"

Zaara had finished college and decided to go home first, because Arsene still had to go to college until the afternoon. He walked with his friends to the east gate, a favorite place of students, because many carts of food vendors who sell there.

"Ra, anter buy lilok gaul first yuk!" Take Hana the queen of jajan.

"Hmm hmm..," Zaara agreed.

Kosan Hana is indeed located on the street near Zaara's apartment so they can go home together that afternoon. The two walked down the sidewalk that was reserved for carts of traders in front of the campus gate. They turn when they find a sleek blue cart.

"Ang?!" zaara said she saw her husband eating hot and spicy wet spring rolls with his chopsticks in a back seat of the cart. Incidentally, Hana's wagon was next to the wagon of the wet spring rollers.

The bribing Arsene suddenly froze. Not move. He glanced at his wife and nodded stiffly.

"Have continued to eat it! I'm going home first, right?" said Zaara saw Hana had finished buying her lilok.

Arsene nodded while continuing to chew on his wet spring rolls. Again, he was amazed by his wife. Though Zaara had agreed with his plan not to snack outside. But looking at his expression earlier, it seemed like Zaara was fine. Is it because of this in a public environment? Ah, Arsene will resign if he has to be sent by Zaara when he comes home later.

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Zaara opened her closet that night. She looked at her nightgown. A burgundy colored dress was chosen and worn after bathing. Perfumes were sprayed all over his body and certain points. His hair was still half dry, he immediately combed it neatly. Polished her lips slightly with a moisturizing colored lips, making her face fresh and radiant. He smiled in front of the mirror.

The knocking of the door sounded.

"Zaara Honey!" arsene's voice was heard there.

Zaara quickly exited the room and opened the door.

"Assalamu.. 'alai.kum," said Arsene fixated on looking at his wife who looks very beautiful, let alone the thin dress wrapped her slender and makeup. Instantly made his heart beat violently, awakening something on the lower part of his body suddenly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Zaara hid behind the door and quickly locked the door of her apartment.

Arsene is still sculpting. Not expecting his wife will welcome him beautifully like this, making him now quickly embrace the woman's body.

"What is the prayer?" ask Zaara is difficult because Arsene has done the action.

"Hmmm…"

The man immediately took his wife's body into his room and did what he needed since last night.

Arsene dried her wet hair after the mandatory bath. Feel relieved and happy feeling this time because his desire has been fulfilled. He stared at the shade of his wife's round face and was already asleep in his sleep. For some reason, he felt that Zaara's face was getting more beautiful. His skin is getting softer and more shiny. Moreover, Zaara's body looks more beautiful than before. Ah, that handsome man was really happy so he continuously smiled to himself. Although Zaara wasn't as aggressive as usual, she didn't bother about it.

Finally the man fell asleep next to his wife that night quietly.

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Time is very fast rolling, replacing the days and months in the calendar is not felt. The semester exam has restarted. Making Zaara and Arsene more busy and focused in his lectures.

The two had just arrived at the apartment, after a busy day of finishing their final semester exams.

"Rubber!" said Zaara resting her body on the sofa.

"Rest, my dear!" Arsene stroked his wife's head.

"Would you like dinner?"

"I want a black martabak. Can you make it?" arsene's question made Zaara's eyes widen.

"You're a real hobby now. He said he'd like to scream?!" sergeant Zaara pinched the tip of her husband's nose.

"I'll ask, can you make it?" Arsene straightened out the question.

"I'm not good. You are more good at making rich dough. But nyari ketan is hard. Especially the gini mall. Buy it out!" exclaim Zaara gave input.

"I want you to do it, baby!" persuade Arsene.

"Oh my God, dear Brother! I can't. If you see the recipe, it is not necessarily as delicious as you make it."

Arsene pouting. Zaara was amazed by her husband's recent behavior that many snacks outside, even though he could still make it in the kitchen for a menu that is not difficult. Her husband's wishes must be fulfilled. Because the edges of the man will definitely go out on his own looking for what he wants.

Suddenly, Arsene ran to the bathroom.

"What's the matter?" tanya Zaara approached her husband to the bathroom.

Arsene's eyes were watery, his mouth wet with the back of his hand.

"Don't know. From the day of nausea mulu! Is the stomach acid so bad?"

Zaara immediately brought him some warm drinking water. "Drink first!"

"Thank You Darling!" arsene sat on the couch.

Zaara nipped her husband's neck and shoulders.

"Tuh even want to buy a sticky martabak again. Later the hull will become less real," explained Zaara.

"No, this is weird. I really want to."

"You're so weird, anyway! Did you buy it, my dear brother?" persuade Zaara.

Arsene. Zaara grunted in annoyance.

"I bought it, but you took me?" pinta Arsene finished drinking water.

"Exit now?" ask Zaara.

"Well, do I want to eat that now?"

Zaara gave a small sigh. Arsene has taken his wife's hand. Forced women who have not changed clothes follow the request of her husband.

Both went out of the apartment. No need to ride a motorbike, because right next to the apartment there is a sweet martabak seller cart. They approached him immediately.

"Sir, is there a sticky martabak?" ask Arsene.

"She, A!"

"Alhamdulillah. Want one, sir! But please make my wife!" arsene told the martabak seller.

"Did?!" Zaara surprised.

"Can you sir? Teach my wife?!"

"Can, A!" replied the big man with a laugh.

"Please, this time!" pinta Arsene cheered, persuading his wife.

"Yes!" zaara said at the end. Arsene smiled broadly as he pinched the small cheek of his wife.

Zaara walked and stood behind a gas stove on which were two flat pans to bake sweet martabak. A sales assistant approached him with a container he was carrying.

"His husband craves Tea?" ask the martabak sales assistant who helped him give wet dough martabak to Zaara.

"Hehe. I don't know A!" answer Zaara rigidly.

"Emang hasn't checked the tea?" ask the man again.

Zaara thought. Something made her heart grow. He should check it immediately after this.

"When my wife was pregnant too, it was me who was cravings, Tea!" the man answered without being asked.

"Can you?" asked Zaara not to believe it.

"It can be tea. He said that if so, the soul and the bond between his wife's husband is strong, it's said Midwife!"

Zaara gawked in disbelief, even though she had heard of a cravings husband.

Zaara followed the instructions given by the martabak sales assistant to stir the dough. Then pour it over an already hot non-stick pan.  Seeing that, Arsene was very happy. Fortunately, there were empty buyers, so Zaara could freely make martabak there.

"Here, have a brother!" Zaara handed him a bag of crackles containing a sticky martabak box equipped with cheese grater.

"Thank you dear brother's wife, shaleha, beautiful, and kind!" arsene rounded his lips.

"Either. I'm going to the pharmacy first, okay?" said Zaara.

"What do you want to buy?" ask Arsene.

"Let's wait there, not long!" Zaara walked away from her husband and went to a clinic pharmacy not far from there.

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