Teapot Water
S2: Finished...
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“Mas, I don't want to buy tofu round at 3am, I don't want to meet aunt Kun, don't want anyway" Iis said while hiding beside Juan.
Iis and Juan had just woken up from their sleep. After the tragedy of Aunt Kun that made Juan and Iis escape as fast as lightning, they immediately entered the room and fell asleep with a sense of uncertainty.
"Later, cravings do not make the heart sport, well. I'm not a fool, Yang. I still want to see my son born, school, marriage, having grandchildren," Juan said as he rubbed Iis' stomach slowly.
"I'm kapok, Mas."
Juan and Iis fell silent while staring at the sky of her room, suddenly they both laughed until their stomachs both hurt. They realized the stupidity they had just done.
"Mas, just his aunt Kun when thank you, why do you think of talking together anyway?" kekeh Iis while hitting Juan's shoulder slowly.
"Abis I'm confused about what to answer? When I say, sorry which money?" Juan laughed as he rubbed his tears out of the corner of his eyes from laughing loudly.
"Gosh, it's not strong if I want to laugh aunty, not again Deh Mas," said Iis while rising from her sleep.
"Buck...."
"Why, Yang?" ask Juan.
"Hm. nope," Iis replied quickly, why suddenly she wanted something as absurd as this.
Juan touched Iis's thigh, "What, what do you want?"
Iis stared at Juan slowly, Iis knew this request would make Juan rampage. Not a rage anymore, but wrath. But, Iis wants to try it.
"What?"
"No, it's okay" Iis said.
"What are you craving again?" ask Juan.
"He... Promise not to be angry?" Iis asked while looking at Juan.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Whatever my request, you can't be angry at all well," Iis pinta.
Juan's feelings began to feel bad, what this request of his wife. It must be something that made her hymen or at least pissed her half to death. Ah... Never mind, whatever Juan will do, as long as Iis does not ask Juan for kayang road in bunderan HI.
"Yes." Yeah."
"I want to meet the Duke.." Iis's great-grandson while bowing his head.
"Well, why did you meet the Duke?" Wow starting this is his wife.
"You're being carried," Iis said as she looked at Juan with a frightened smile.
"WHAT..?!"
"Digendong, Mommy. Can, dad?" pinta Iis while pursing her lips.
"No, ngaco you're suer. No, I'm a fat one here, where do you want to be carried?" juan asked irritatedly as he stood up then raised Iis in bridal style.
Iis could only hold back her laughter looking at Juan's slightly angry face while listening to her request. A request that upset Juan, where he wanted to see Iis held by the Duke.
"Where are you going?" juan asked after carrying Iis.
"To... rooftop?" Iis asked while pointing at the ceiling.
"Related?" juan asked, as he remembered the rooftop of his apartment was quite windy.
"Yes, just go there. Ah bring that too" said Iis, pointing at Juan. Juan quickly picked up the item Iis had designated.
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Iis picked up the blanket that Juan was carrying, then covered Juan using his blanket, Iis also slipped between Juan's body and his blanket. Iis took the strawberry and fed the strawberry into Juan's mouth.
"Hadeuh, the asem. I don't like strawberries," Juan refused while keeping Iis's hand holding the strawberry in her hand. Iis directly ate the strawberry with one bite, Juan immediately cringed in horror when he saw Iis eating the strawberry.
"Mas, if this child was born, what would you do?" ask suddenly.
"If born? No wonder, happy after so many years I finally have my own child," said Juan while rubbing Iis' stomach.
"Later, don't fight in front of the kids, yeah. If we want to fight mending elsewhere, children do not see well," pinta Iis.
Iis does not want her son, to suffer like her. Half his life he had to accept the yelling and fighting of his parents. Pain, pain and tightness, that's what Iis feeling. Hell is the most fitting name for the condition of his home first. Many say, Iis you do not have to terrorize them, it's the affairs of adults do not need you to follow. Iis can only laugh or nod his head when someone gives the solution, because where Iis may not stress, physical and psychic violence Iis see every day and every time. Sickened.
Iis swore, he would not fight with Juan in front of his son later, no matter what. Iis wants her child to be mentally and physically healthy. Never assume 5-year-olds can't stress, they can stress. It's reality.
"Me, I'm not going to fight in front of the kid, Yang. Papih same Mamih never fight in front of me. Mamih always said, no matter what happens Papih and Mamih love me, that's enough I know," said Juan.
"Your family is happy well, there was never any actor or anything like that" Iis looked at Juan.
"Hahahaa. Afraid of mamih tantrums," Juan recalled Mamih when he found out Papih was flirting with one of the golf caddies when Juan was in college.
"Same mamih flanked?" Iis curious.
"Not nothing, just his house in ancurin, a car that is white for his caddy, dilindes towing truck...."
"Well, isn't it wrong?"
"No, Mamih is jealous Yang, make no mistake. Papih had been told to diem at home for two weeks just because of the apparent agreement of the secretary of his cement eating at a Japanese restaurant," recalls Juan while holding his laughter.
"Hadeuh, his son's pantes form gini," said Iis while chipping Juan's nose slowly. Juan immediately tried to bite Iis' index finger.
"Mas, promise me. Never hit your child," said Iis while staring at the view of the city of Jakarta in front of him.
"Promise Yang, I won't hit my son" Juan replied.
"Yes, because, if Papihnya had not appreciated his own son by being hit, how would others appreciate him. You don't want to and don't want to, do you, see our child being beaten by someone else?" Iis took the strawberry and then ate it back.
"No, I will not do it, yesterday did not accidentally hit you, I regret it rich. No Yang, I don't want to."
Iis smiled as she puffed her head, her hands reaching for Juan's head, forcing Juan to lower his head and land her kiss on Iis' lips. Iis smiled then replied to Juan's soft kiss, until...
"Which, asem I swear well, I don't like the asem-asem," whined Juan as he rubbed his mouth, Iis who dariitadi eat strawberry.
"Hahhaa. sorry-sorry I forgot, sorry," chortled Iis while rubbing Juan's lips.
“Do, you tuh,” Juan said while hugging Iis body furious.
“Sorry-sorry, this is the baby's wish. I crave you eat strawberry,” Iis lie while covering her mouth with both hands.
Juan looked at Iis with his sharp gaze, a gaze capable of making Iis bend her knees at him. The gaze that preceded their love story, the gaze that Iis first saw in the hospital, when Juan came to save the Duke from Becca and Iis who was furious when he heard Becca insulting Taca.
Iis is happy now, Iis is enjoying her life with a man who loves her. A friend who is always there when I need. His new family loved him dearly and considered him a child and Iis was waiting for the little angel who would accompany him to the end of his life.
Iis happy...
Thank you god...
Is finished?
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