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Ice Guava Water

"AH!!. What ice?", asked Gita repeating her question.

"Es Water Guava, baby!."

"Water Guava, sure?",

Dirga nodded vigorously, "We're going to the kitchen right now huh. I want you to make it!", he said passionately.

Gita followed her husband's steps into the kitchen. Dirga sat at the table eating with a sumringah face. Gita herself immediately prepared a tool to make her ice.

"Well, how can I help you, Non?", asked the aunt

"In the refrigerator is there a guava Bi water?", asked Gita

"Where is Non. It's not the season now. After all the great master did not really like that fruit. So aunt never bought it!."

"Oh, yes, I have. Then, auntie just take a break!."

Auntie left the kitchen. Gita seemed to think, where she would find a water guava. If it had not been this season, nowhere would it have been. She glanced at her husband who was sitting like a child waiting to be fed to his mother. Jeez, that face why is it so sweet at the same time adorable, anyway?.

Ana, yes Ana. Bathin Gita's

"Where are you going?", asked Dirga who saw Gita about to leave the kitchen.

"You take a cell phone, there's no water guava. I'm gonna call Ana, it looks like in front of her house there's a water guava tree!."

"Just use my phone!", said Dirga, handing her phone to Gita.

The woman receives Dirga's cell phone and searches for Ana's contacts and contacts her.

"[Yes, Sir. Can I help you?]", asked Ana

"[Em, An, it's me, Gita!]" Gita said

"[Oh yeah, what's up Git? Tumben's phone is using the boss's phone!]", asked Ana

"[An, is there a water guava in front of your house that is ripe?]", asked Gita sung.

"[What are pregnant women craving?]", asked Ana.

"[Sir boss is cravings!]."

"[Well, cool too. Who's pregnant, who's cravings?. Fortunately my jambuku was already fruitful, even though only two seeds]", Ana giggled amusedly across there.

"[An, sorry to bother you. Can that be for me. Aish, you don't see your boss's expression right now. She was like a child waiting to be fed by her mother]", Gita chuckled.

"[I'll have Andre take him there. It just so happens that he's here]."

"[Thank you very much, An. You're the best]."

Guta breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he remembered that in front of Ana's house there was a water guava tree. Otherwise, surely now he would have the waiter go around just to look for fruit that was not in season.

"How is it, right?", asked Dirga

"There are, but only two seeds. In a moment Andre will bring him here!."

Dirga smiled, he looked at the face of his wife who looked more beautiful by the day.

"Why look at me?", asked Gita wrongly.

"What's wrong with a husband looking at his own wife?."

"Yes no, but I'm uncomfortable!."

"Ck, since when are you uncomfortable, usually also like if I keep looking!."

Gita snorted, since she was pregnant somehow her husband got more annoying. What may be the baby's birth, ish where there is such a thing.

The young pregnant woman chose to prepare other ingredients to make ice guava water that her husband craved.

"Let me. Don't get close to any man. I don't like it!."

Ck, the possessiveness relapsed. Bathin Gita's

Dirga walked forward, he could see if Andre was sitting in the living room.

"Good day, sir!", said Andre kindly

"Where's the jam?", toodong Dirga

Andre gave a small crackle filled with water guava that he had earlier picked in front of his fiancee's house.

"Then, I go home first sir!", said the mature brown-skinned man.

"Wait, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? Come have lunch here!."

"Eh, no need sir!", refused Andre

"Don't hesitate, take this as an order!."

Andre inevitably ended up following Dirga into the dining room. Although Dirga is the husband of his fiancee's best friend. Still in Andre's office is a subordinate, of course he feels welcome to eat with his boss.

"Loh, Andre did you come here?", asked Gita. Andre just smiled awkwardly.

"I told him to let him have lunch at our house. Have auntie cook lunch for us!", Gita nodded, she immediately asked auntie to cook lunch for them. While Dirga gave a guava of water obtained from Andre to his wife.

"What kind of ice does it want to make?" asked Gita

"In juice, give me ice cubes and brown sugar!."

"Red sugar, are you sure? Not milk and sugar!."

"I want to use brown sugar!."

Gita sighed, she washed the guava and threw away the seeds. Cut and put into the blender that he had prepared. Not to forget according to Dirga's order, Gita added ice cubes and brown sugar to the blender.

"Do you want to drink?", asked Gita

"Don't pour it, let it cool in the blender!." Gita just nodded, then helped auntie cook.

Half an hour later, the food was ready at the dinner table. Gita immediately called January to join the dining table.

"Thank you, son. Loh, there's Andre too!", said January. He knew Andre at the wedding of Dirga and Gita.

"Good day, sir, January?", said Andre kindly

"Piang. Come on, please enjoy lunch!."

They eat lunch together with wisdom, occasional casual chatting adds to the atmosphere getting warmer and closer.

"Honey, the ice wants to be drunk now?", asked Gita

"Es what?", asked January who did not know

"Es water guava, Pa. Mas Dirga again cravings, pingin ice guava water mixed with brown sugar!", replied Gita

January shuddered in horror at the words of the son-in-law. That ice must have felt really weird.

"Please get me the ice now, baby!."

Gita stood up then took out a glass and poured the brownish-red water guava ice.

"Here!", Gita hands over her ice to Dirga. But the man did not drink it, he smiled at Andre.

"Andre, help you drink that juice!."

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