Regrets Come Too Late
Porridge thing

Wilmar twisted his brain, he did not know where to find chicken porridge asked his wife, which he knew chicken porridge on sale in the morning as a breakfast menu, and it's been a night where there's a porridge sale at night.

He grabbed a cell phone that was near his wife who was sitting leaning while watching her, he surfed on social media looking for a restaurant or cafe that sells chicken porridge on late nights, but none of the restaurants are still open with the menu that Valerie wants.

"No one sells chicken porridge at night Val, how about fried rice only, below here there is fried rice that tastes quite good"

"Want to?" haggard her who did not want to be dizzy with the chicken porridge.

"No, I want chicken porridge" whined Valerie.

"Don't you freak out, it's been a night where there's a chicken porridge!" Her firmness.

"Yes, no need I no longer feel hungry" he replied with a body lying under a thick blanket, his fertilizer heated up when his desire was not followed by Wilmar, he said, she sobbed in her blanket that rolled her up.

Just a bowl of porridge, why is it like he lost hundreds of millions of money, inner Wilmar who is now contacting someone.

First ring...

Second ring...

Third ring...

There was still no answer from the person he contacted, until the seventh ringing of the call was raised with the typical sound of people waking up.

"So what sis, you're just interrupting my sleep" Fattah lamented as he received a call from Wilmar.

Yes, the person Wilmar contacted was Fattah who had just dived in his dream.

"Find me some chicken porridge right now, bring an apartment!" Wilmar's indisputable command.

"So I'm not having a birthday, don't need to spend the middle of the night like this" complained Fattah who was upset with the actions of his adoptive brother.

"Quick find or your salary this month will not go down" threatened Wilmar.

"Don't joke brother, it's midnight unless you're pregnant, and I believe you"

"I'm a fucking man, quickly find your sister-in-law pregnant and she wants to eat chicken porridge now, remember search until you can"

Tut's..

Tut's..

"Stepping up too brother Wil can make his wife Tek dung" grumbled Fattah who got out of bed, he was still affectionate with his salary, otherwise the threat of his adoptive brother would really happen.

"Well king have a heart, where cold again" upset her who close her jacket.

Fattah who was confused about where to look for the porridge was driving his car in the middle of the night, it had been an hour he went around looking for traders who sell chicken porridge, but not one he met.

"Whose delicious grain? who's miserable? the fate of the men is always miserable"

He stopped his car in front of the shophouse which was still closed, let alone it was almost dawn and he was still on the street.

He who was upset grew irritated when the call from the person who troubled himself was back to contact him, he took a breath and then threw it away violently.

"So..."

"Impas, besides it's delicious, he who made the child who I was told to do!" annoyed that she is now directing her car towards the Wiratama family mansion whose distance is closer to her current position, she reluctantly returns to her apartment, his eyes were already too tired and very sleepy.

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In Apartment.

"How long" lamented Valerie who was pacing back and forth waiting for Fattah's arrival, her drowsiness turned into extreme hunger, as if her stomach had not been filled by anything for months.

"It's midnight Val, even at dawn I'm not sure Fattah can find a chicken porridge trader" said Wilmar, who has not closed his eyes since.

"Then the young master is cooking for our child" his pinta who is now sitting while shaking Wilmar's arm.

"There's no ingredients in there Val, you're not gonna ask me to shop first, are you?" said Wilmar who had caught up there.

"Just cook the ingredients, I want your homemade porridge, I don't want to buy ya ya ya" woo her while winking one eye toward Wilmar.

"Young master yes, our son is starving"

"You don't pity her"

"Let's young master cook me porridge" his whine that made Wilmar sigh

"Will white porridge?"

With Valerie spirit nodding her head, she pulled Wilmar towards the kitchen, she sat on the dining table chair while watching Wilmar who was washing the rice while contacting Fattah.

"Go back to bed, he wants to eat my own homemade chicken porridge

....

"Don't say much, I know what you want to say"

Tut's.

The call was decided just like that, Wilmar did not want to listen to the chatter without morals from his adoptive sister, he put his phone in front of Valerie who was staring at him.

"Why?"

"I'm troubling you, aren't I?"

"It's better to be quiet than to say something that doesn't make sense" said Wilmar, who dislikes Valerie's remarks.

He put the rice that he had washed into a pot that was filled with water, in his stirring for a while, Wilmar opened a cupboard that contained canned food there, and, who knew there was something that could be cooked for a side dish of white porridge for his wife, his stomach also felt hungry at this time, he forgot his hunger when he saw Valerie in such pain.

He opened the refrigerator which turned out to be only one apple there, Wilmar washed it without peeling his skin he immediately bit him to prop up his hungry stomach.

Valerie who was watching Wilmar just smiled, her husband was why he was so handsome at this moment in her eyes, what else with the apron attached to her body adds a sexy impression that makes Valerie become....

"What's? you're not thinking of this apple as your sponge, are you?" wilmar's tease that makes Valerie's cheeks flushed.

Valerie just realized that lately her self always felt like being touched by her husband.

"I want to go boleeeehhh.....?"