
Lais gives Momo some wind oil, Momo inhales it immediately and applies it to the most important parts of the body.
"Thank God, I'm hungry." Momo looked for food but found nothing in the dining room, only water.
"So it's nausea to smell my cooking, I have to. Em dear we go to the supermarket and buy what it is," Lais offered his wife.
"No, we go to the market. I haven't been there in a long time." Momo opened the freezer and ate a small one-bowl chocolate pudding to prop up her still-hungry stomach. It turned out that one small bowl of pudding was not enough for her.
Cheap Market.
Lais immediately pulled Momo's hand gently, what a romantic and harmonious couple.
"What do you want to buy, baby?" Lais asked his wife, but she asked him why shopping at her place and asked.
"Whatever I want as long as I like that food!" Momo touched some spinach and kale.
Lais deftly takes whatever Momo touches, money is not a problem. Many vegetables that he bought will not drain his pocket because shopping in a place like this. Especially if there is a discount, it must be directly in the wholesale of all types of vegetables. But where is there a discount writing if in a place like this.
"What after this shopping wants to stop by somewhere dear?" Lais asked while carrying 2 large bags of crackles, while Momo only carried one small bag of crackles containing market snacks.
"No, we go straight home. My body is tired and sore if the road again!" The answer is a little complaining.
It's okay if you occasionally complain about the condition of the body to the husband, but sometimes the complaint is not liked. There will certainly be words that are not good to hear, may seem more likely if the pain is a little complaining. But as humans, we cannot control not to complain.
"I'll have a massage, baby." Lais offered his wife.
Her husband worked hard to repair the relationship. Should be appreciated more, Momo has decided later tonight will give a long night for her husband, but of course with care and tender.
"Yes, but the massage will be tonight. Now I want to eat that thing I bought," point it at the crackle bag.
"Well for my beloved wife, I'm ready." Lais opened the car door for Momo. Momo stared intently at her husband, her tumbens opening the door like this.
Lais smiles. "I want to do romantic things to my wife, is that not okay. After fasting like this I can't touch you. What's wrong if I behave like a husband who loves his wife so much!"
"As far as Lais is concerned, so long as you are firm with the resilient woman." Momo turned her eyes towards the highway, she was lazy to argue with her husband.
"I also do not want to be associated with ductile, ticklish and itchy when touched," he said he had focused on driving.
"Geli is touched until there's a Princess." Syndirnya who began to feel emotion when remembering dark events.
"Why so discuss it again the hell, like there is no work only. Mas also do not know if mas can impregnate him and make Princess born in this world," Lais defended herself, because indeed he did not know will be trapped by the woman, the reason is, a woman who justifies all means for the sake of her earthly obsession.
Ddrreet
Ddrreet
Momo's phone rang, she immediately saw who was calling. It turns out Lala was contacting him.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Ask Momo a little bit of fret and worry.
"Begini mbak. emm. Now.. We're at Momo General Hospital!" He answered with a half-dead scare when he called Momo.
Momo immediately cried and worried, she asked her husband to deliver to the Hospital, she was nervous Lais asked who was sick was not answered by Momo.
"Who's sick baby, why not answer anyway?" Lais panicked.
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Sorry for a little bit, the author is sick. Thanks for stopping by.