Nackal Duda

Nackal Duda
The Strange Cravings (Again)


I walked with my right hand containing a paper bag full of sarongs. Not a shirt or a branded bag but a sarong. To the Mall for shopping sarong, whereas the intention of heart invites dear wife to take a walk to enjoy time together.


"Abi's happy, isn't Dance buying sarongs?" tanya Dari without feeling sinful at all.


I smiled forcedly. "Happy dong! That means you're paying attention to Abi." I said sweetly.


Must be praised often, do not let the sensitivity of frumpy and cry again. I can bother later!


"Now we eat yuk! Dance is getting hungry! Tired of the sarong for Abi!"


Not for me exactly, to fulfill your strange cravings.


"What do you want to eat?" my many. "In the food court are there a lot of food or in the restaurant?"


"Hm... Where is the good one? Does anything feel like a hiccup? Soto Betawi or soto tangkar?"


Masya Allah's...


Nyari soto Betawi in the Mall is not as easy as KCF or Mekdi nyari!


I'm more sure the one in Tari's stomach is my son. Rese! It looks like me!


Wait, below there is a restaurant that serves typical Betawi food deh. "I asked security first! I think there's a Betawi soto!"


I also asked security, sure there is a restaurant that sells Betawi cuisine downstairs. Safe is mah!


"Come, Honey! There's something you want!" I said with great enthusiasm.


"really? Come on!" Dance took my hand that did not carry a paper bag containing a sarong.


Me and Tari went downstairs and easily found a restaurant that provided the menu that Tari craved. "No! Is there? What do you want? Be free!" I said while breathing a sigh of relief.


This time it was easy. No nerepotin!


"Mbak, I ordered Betawi two soto. One with rice and one without. Then drink two sweet iced teas." order Dance.


"Aren't you using rice?" many ensure. Soto and rice orders must be for me because I said I wanted to order soto and rice. Then why doesn't the order use rice?


"No way!" Dance and talk back to the waiter. "That's it, ma'am."


The waiter repeated the order that Tari wanted and left with a menu book.


"You're full of soto without rice?" my many.


Dance shook her head while smiling. "Of course not dong, Abi."


"But you're the message without rice!" I said remind.


"Yes. Indeed Dance messages without rice. Dance to eat soto with fresh bread! Definitely delicious!"


Die me .....


Cravings again him...


Hadeh....


Where does anyone eat soto with fresh bread?


"It doesn't feel good, honey. Will I share my rice with me?" I'm still trying to make Tari undo his intention to eat soto with bread.


Dance shook her head and her face looked sad. "No, Bi. Dance wants to eat soto with bread. That must be delicious, Bi. Abi who never tried!"


I guess I'm not the only one who has never tried to eat soto with bread. Most people have never tried it either.


Bread despite the title of bread, but there is a sweet taste. If soto does not taste salty and savory, where is it suitable to be combined with bread that tastes rather sweet?


"So Abi bought his bread first?" tanyaku.


Dance nodded with certainty. "Yes. Wait here dance, right? Dance ain't going nowhere, Bi. Waiting dance. Dance also won't eat first before Abi comes."


"Yaudah, Abi buy first! If anyone wants to buy again, call Abi!" I said.


"Yes, Bi."


I also went to find a bakery. Luckily at the end of the shop was a bakery. Alhamdulillah, the fun event of my wife is facilitated by Allah.


I took a loaf of bread and paid for it at the cashier. I went back and it turned out that all our orders were on the table.


"Hurry up, Bi! Do you buy it near?" tanya Dance.


"Yes. Not far. On the far right is the bakery." I opened the bread clip for Dance.


As He said, Dari slipped bread into the soup and ate it. I looked at him while frowning. Where's delicious?


"May you?" tawar Dance's.


I shook my head quickly. "Take soto with rice." I refused. Don't let me be forced to eat soto with bread.


"Well, if you don't want to! This is so good!"


Dance also ate soto mixed bread with greed. It turns out that obeying his wishes when cravings are not bad either. Her happy face was the payment for my patience with her.


Sure enough, Tari spent a bowl full of Betawi soto with two loaves of bread. Portions are quite a lot also for himself who if eating not so much. It turns out that pregnant people if their cravings are filled, eat it also more greedy. Hopefully, if the cravings Dance again is not that too difficult for me to realize.


After eating, we did not go home. This time, I forced Tari to follow where I was going.


I invited Tari to re-enter the department store. I walked towards the women's clothing. I chose some dress that I felt comfortable wearing because of her stomach that had begun to bulge.


Old clothes are rather tight, surely over time will not be comfortable to wear. I deliberately chose a dress that was quite large in size, so that He was free to move and not feel constriction. I also bought pregnant pants and underwear for pregnant women.


"Buy from now on, Bi?" tanya Dance. "Will it not be later?"


"This is for you to wear everyday. If the baby equipment, later when you are already the third trimester. Right now, I'm just preparing for your needs. Sure, later you will not be comfortable wearing clothes that are too tight. You will not be free to move and it certainly feels claustrophobic. I read on the internet, what pregnant women need in addition to clothes that are a bit loose also underwear that is larger in size. If you really feel now still great, nothing. Just save it later. "


Dance turned out to be amazed by the knowledge I had about pregnant women. "Have you read that far? Dance has not yet come to that! But it's true Bi, over time the clothes that Dance wears began to be uncomfortable. Dance feels afraid of tearing due to changes in body shape now. Then, the dress that Tari often wear is usually not stretchable material. If not careful, it will actually tear. Yaudah Tari choose first yes!"


Dance picked some clothes that she thought were good. Sometimes he asks for my opinion. Most of the time I agree because apparently he knows which ones are my taste and which ones are not.


I paid for all the orders and we returned home happy. We really need a vacation. How about taking a vacation out of town?


If I think about it, ever since we got married, I haven't had a holiday dance. An idea popped into my mind.


"Honey, how about we go to Papa and Mama's house? All of us on vacation?" my proposal.


"To Mama and Papa's house? When's? Tomorrow we'll have to start promoting the cafe, Bi!" the word Dance reminds.


"Tomorrow. We stayed two days and returned on Friday. Still have time to prepare a promotion, right?" my proposal.


"really? That's done!"


"It was precisely that impromptu that finally materialized. Let's see the reunion, most of the discourse ends fail. But if the impromptu is even realized."


"Hmmm...."


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