MySam
Cravings

Maya is attracted when Samuel rubs his lips with his thumb, Sam's habit when he sees him bite his lips. Samuel always stopped him this way, but after they married, Sam often stopped the habit with his own lips.

"It's time to sleep, baby."

Maya was just about to answer but was replaced with a cry of surprise when Sam carried her with the position of Maya wriggling in front of Samuel's body.

"I can walk alone."

Sam shook his head, "You'll be exhausted."

"No!"

Sam kisses Maya's cheek, "Come on, baby."

Maya again made no sound, her lips just pursed funny. Sam who saw it desperately tried to restrain himself was not tempted to do more against Maya. Today is quite tiring and Sam doesn't want Maya getting tired of it.

Sam lays Maya's body on the bed and rolls beside her. Landing a kiss on Maya's forehead and then inching down to Maya's flat stomach.

"Good night my sweetheart, be good and healthy continue in there yes," he said as he stroked and kissed Maya's stomach.

Maya who saw the sight smiled. With one hand raised, stroking Samuel's head, he hoped for the same thing. Can't wait to see the development, starting from the stomach that will be increasingly bulging, feel the movement of the baby in the stomach as experienced by most other pregnant women.

Until their children are born funny and grow up filled with affection from them and the people around them.

Maya puts her body aside as Samuel covers her and lies down next to Maya. As usual, Sam always stared at Maya's face and always gave her arms as a cushion to his wife. Clenching his wife's body tightly and giving soft touches on Maya's back.

Maya more hid her face in the chest of Sam's field, her eyes closed receiving the gentle strokes Sam gave her on her back and her black hair. Things that can always make him sleep soundly, especially the aroma of Sam's body fragrance that is always soothing.

Maya almost fell asleep, before her hands nudged the muscles of Sam's sixpack flat stomach which was shaped like a fried pillow bread to produce a crisp but soft exterior in it.

Suddenly Maya becomes hungry, imagining herself eating a pillow-shaped torn bread like her husband's sixpack stomach.

Maya pulled her head and looked towards Samuel who re-opened his eyes and glared at her softly.

"Why?" sam asked as she stroked Maya's slightly dangling haircut blocking her black-eye view.

"Lapers...."

Next to Sam's brow was pulled up. Feeling surprised because only an hour ago his wife spent her dinner plate plus the other half of Sam that Maya spent.

"Again?"

Maya nodded slowly, with her eyeballs staring at Sam.

"I make omlet with toast?"

"Can you?" ask Maya wonder.

"Try it, baby."

"No way," Maya shook her head as she put her lips together for a few inches.

"Keep what?"

"Snear bread."

"It's late at night, where someone's selling."

"I want torn bread.." whine Maya.

"Nwantedam?"

Maya nodded slowly in response.

"Yes, I've been looking for a minute. You okay at home alone?"

Maya nodded again, "There is no aunt and father Pur."

"You're in the room, don't go anywhere before I get back. If there's anything on Pur's phone, you keep telling me, okay?"

"Ready, boss...!" maya's nods with the palms she sticks to her temple, similar to when honoring a flag ceremony.

Sam just chuckles amusedly, kisses Maya on the forehead and then gets up from his bed and replaces the boxer pants he wears with his trousers and plain white T-shirt.

He grabbed his jacket and car keys and stepped out of his room.

....

Netra Maya fiddled and smiled as soon as she saw Sam re-entering their room, with a brown paperbag in her hand.

Although there was a feeling of annoyance that Sam had been away for too long, it was replaced with a smile as he smelled the sweet aroma of the torn bread that was still wrapped in Samuel's hand.

Sam sat on the edge of the bed, "Sorry, this time it's a little hard to find a bakery that's still open," bright Samuel while opening the paperbag and take out a torn bread that is still warm and wrapped in a small box with a picture of a pillow-shaped bread that looks very soft and comforting.

"Hhmm... the fragrance.." muttered Maya, sipping deeply into the aroma coming out of the torn bread as Sam opened the wrapper.

"Likes?"

"Hm..." Nod Maya, making Sam smile with relief.

"Eat," said Sam again, he now took off his trousers and jacket and went to bed and put his body in a blanket with Maya.

"Suapin.." whining the girl. Making Sam shake his head slowly and then a small smile towards his wife who was hooked and spoiled towards him.

Sam pulled a tear from the warm loaf, then reached out to Maya's mouth, "Open your mouth, aaaa..." said Sam while putting a tear of bread with chocolate content towards the mouth of Maya who opened wide.

"Nake?"

"Hhmm... would like again.." whine Maya and again Sam tore one more bread this time containing tiramisu jam.

"Aaaa." said Sam, extending a tear of warm bread into Maya's mouth.

"His back-and-forth," said Sam again, only a small nod of Maya was his response.

A faint smile was drawn back from the corner of her lips when she saw Maya eating voraciously. Tired after a few hours looking for a bakery that was still open at ten o'clock at night, Sam's tiredness is now suddenly gone when Maya greedily ate the torn bread he bought. Given also the current Maya who is containing the blood of his flesh.

And it seems that for now and then, Sam must always be alert at all times if Maya suddenly returns to want something as suddenly as tonight.

"Again?" Sam asked as Maya finished chewing and drinking a bottle of mineral water on the bedside nightstand.

"Udah, I'm sleepy...."

"Sleep." Sam slowly breaks down Maya's body and covers her tightly.

"Good night, baby," Samuel kisses Maya on the forehead.

Sam lies next to the girl with his arms still coiled as Maya's head pad.

....

Sam slowly opened his brownish netra, feeling the bed beside his body. There was no Maya there, only a trace of Maya's body and a blanket that had been messed up from his wife's body.

Sam got off the bed with half his life not yet collected all, he circulated his sweeping gaze to all corners of their spacious room, and the result was nil, Maya was not there.

Sam opened the bathroom and the result was the same, with a giant step finally Sam came out and down the stairs.

"Sibling...!"

"Yes, young master?"

"Where is Jon Maya?"

"Non Maya in the kitchen, making fish soup," replied the aunt as she stopped her footsteps to clean the room on the second floor of the mansion.

"Ow...." Sam nodded slowly and then walked back down the stairs one by one.

"Samuel.....!!!" teeking Anita who just came out of the pantry door. Really made Samuel's ear fluttering with the shrill voice of the mother.

"What's Ma? Mama's been here a long time?"

"You are yes...! your pregnant wife should cook herself in the kitchen. How hurt is Maya?" anita said with a menucos reminding Samuel.

"Maya why Ma? he's okay, isn't he?" this time all of Samuel's life was suddenly gathered, afraid that Maya would be okay. Injured by a knife or tripped something or if not exposed to a hot pot or hot water that injures the hand or other Maya limb.

"I don't know, Sam."

Sam could finally sigh in relief as soon as he saw Maya figure coming out of the kitchen intact.

While holding the bowl of fish soup that he had just made with Anita who was watching all Maya's movements while cooking fish soup.

"Luckily, my mom is watching, if not, what if things happen that are not desirable?" said Anita who is now approaching Maya and gently caress the top of her favorite daughter-in-law's head.

"Mama, May is fine to cook alone" Maya said as she sat in the dining room chair and placed a bowl of fish soup.

"Sam, you want to?" bargain Maya as her husband approaches Maya to see the results of the cuisine that Maya cooked just now.

Suddenly Sam's stomach returned nauseous, his dizziness now whack when he sniffed the slightly fishy aroma of fishy soup in Maya's bowl.

"Jeek......!!!"

"Sam! why you?!"

"Sam no papa, baby. You eat, let mama take care of Samuel." Anita restrains Maya when her daughter-in-law is about to follow Sam to the bathroom downstairs.

"But, Ma---"

"Udah, you're eating your soup." Anita insists on holding Maya, and the woman walks into the bathroom to meet her son Samuel.

"Sam.... Are you okay?" tap Anita quietly.

"Sam, don't papa Mah" he replied as he came out with a tissue in his hand.

The nausea returned when Sam smelled the fishy aroma of the fishy soup Maya ate.

"You cravings?" anita asked and was answered with a slow nod by Samuel.

Meanwhile, Anita just laughed a little to see the son alone wayangnya made up in the fog with the pregnancy of his wife.

"Kok Mama smiled anyway?"

"Make no mistake, this mama's smile, happy smile, you know?" back Anita chuckles amusedly at the look on her son's face.

"Mama ih.." pouted Samuel.

to be continue...

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