Patience of the Second Wife
Village salad

Heavy, that's according to Alan, nausea and vomiting that in nature is very torturing his body, what else when in the morning, Alan must force himself to open the eyes of his stomach that is not friendly.

''Honey, please get me my phone!" in a weak voice Alan asked Dinda for help.

Soon the woman gave her husband's cell phone.

"Bang, please for a few days my brother handles my job, I can't work," he said and then closed it again, because after all only the willing word he wanted from Faisal's mouth.

"What is this punishment that God has given me, is this karma with what I have done to my wife" he murmured. As much as Alan tried to survive, although sometimes also tired and desperate with his current state Alan still had to pass the test of the kholiq.

Dinda went back to Alan and sat down next to him.

"What do you want to eat?" riding on Alan's hair covering his eel.

"Salad kampung" he answered.

Dinda frowned, not knowing what her husband meant.

"What is brother rujak?" Little recalls that time when Alan named rujak as a village salad.

The man nodded. "But I want you to make it."

Just wanting to kiss Dinda on the cheek, the two little boys came in.

"What's up, baby?" They hugged Alan and Dinda.

"Ma, said Sister Endah papa pregnant."

Alan rounded his eyes. It was like cursing his wife's employee, but what power, it was impossible. Let alone the loud noise, to walk alone must spend extra energy.

Dinda smiled and cupped Fana's cheek to explain everything.

"Darling, it's not my pregnant father, it's my mother."

Want to laugh was not so, seeing the look on her husband's face that was chaotic when he said pregnant by Fana.

"That means that Fana will soon have friends?"

Dinda nodded, Fana and Tama immediately kissed Dinda flat stomach.

"Kiss papa dong too."

Alan pointed at his left and right cheeks.

The two boys kissed Alan's cheeks at the same time.

"Now you guys go with papa first yeah, mama's going to the kitchen."

"Okay mom."

Not want Alan to wait long Dinda immediately wrestle with the material needed.

"What do you want to do, Din?" Asked Bu Yanti who had just arrived, the woman approached Dinda who was busy pulling fruit out of the pendigin closet.

"Sir Alan asked to make rujak" he said began peeling one by one fruit.

"But he's nice, right?"

Dinda nodded. "Let's see for yourself, the kids are also in the room."

Bu Yanti immediately stepped foot into Alan's room, at the sight of his son was joking with his two grandchildren, now no need to be expected again, all has been achieved, has been achieved, his struggle to unite Alan and Dinda has also been carried out.

"Mama," called Alan when he found that Bu Yanti was just staring at the doorway.

"What are you doing?" asked Bu Yanti to approach Alan's bed.

"No, just limp, maybe because of a lack of appetite."

Satisfied with his papa, now the two gesrek boys scattered to hug his oma.

"This is how Dinda felt when she was pregnant with your first baby, never complain, your weak wife can go through a severe ordeal, what else you are. It means God still loves you."

"Yes ma, I sincerely live all this, most importantly my wife and baby candidate are fine."

Bored in the room, with a slow step Alan out of the room, itung itung to stretch his stiff muscle muscles.

"Where are you going, brother?" Dinda asked as Alan only passed by who was still busy making peanut seasoning.

"To be bentar convection." He replied, for some reason today he wanted to see his wife's employees.

"Let it be Din."

Mama looks younger since there are children, I did not expect to be able to give what Mama Yanti wants, and soon this house will be more crowded with the presence of her sister the twins.

Alan oversees the performance of all employees there, they look serious and meticulous, it's fitting that Dinda never angry with the results they made, Dinda and his employees really fit in the field of clothing.

''Endah...''

Calling the girl who a few months ago took off her bachelor time.

Alan turned to his right and left before saying anything.

''You told the child that I was pregnant?'' Ask her slowly.

Endah gulped his saliva with difficulty, his throat felt narrowed and dry as if he was unable to load his saliva.

''Ti.'' Nervous answer.

''But why did they say that I was pregnant?'' Further again.

Duuuhhh... child child, I'm just saying that handsome papa cravings, not pregnant.why so misunderstand gini anyway. Lirih.

Endah is still silent with the face filled with sweat and the two hands are interlocked.

''Tadi.''Endah's speech was cut off.

''Sister.Dinda's voice stopped Endah's speech.

Alan immediately turned to his wife who was now walking towards him.

''What are you doing?'' Tone suspiciously, glancing towards Endah who was still lowered his head.

''No, we're going home, is that the salad?'' Embrace Dinda's shoulder back to her house.

Tin.. tin.

''Salma.'' approached her cousin with a protruding stomach.

''Why are you here?'' Alan asked cynically towards his best friend who had heard the grin.

''Mas, don't start pinched Daka's arm, afraid to mock Alan like he was at home.

''Yes, we're going in yuk!" Embracing the shoulders of Alan, familiar pretentious, even though Alan was already feeling enraged with Daka who was endlessly softened with what happened to him.

"He cravings this, Din?" He pointed towards the body he was ready to eat.

"No, it's just a peeper, what's wrong?" Sahut Alan picked young mango fruit that he once hated, do not forget in chocolate sambal beans that are already appetizing.

Salma approached Daka.

"Mas, you can stay quiet anyway, pity Alan, the cravings are tormented lo, what else continue to be ridiculed, Mas should be lucky not to have bad luck, you know, try if it used to be a craving, horrified."

''Yes, I'm sorry, Al.'' Patting his best friend's arm, although joking, Daka should not continue to tear down the spirit of Alan who is struggling against his trimester.

Not answering, Alan continued to devour the rujak with a variety of fruit that was cut, even this time the man did not care about the people around him who were just spectators, he said, Dinda who used to like him very much is now just grinning, what else Daka, who does not like it, he can only coagulate his mouth swallowing saliva that wants to drip.

''It's not asem, Al?'' ask Bu Yanti.

Instantly Alan shook his head. ''Why do I just know there is food as good as this, '' he said in between his meals.

All could only exhale his breath violently hearing Alan's words.