That boy is my wife!
Ngidam Effect

Couvade Syndrome?

Huft, because I was diagnosed with the syndrome, I felt like I was carrying a very heavy burden on my shoulders.

Unmitigated, my adem-ayem life without anxiety. It was turned into ngenes.

Even Momi who knows it, even laughs at me all-out while patting the family room sofa with Jiya.

Isn't this really slick? My pride as a man with a cool image and untouchable immediately plummeted and hit with a bitter reality.

Smuggles! Again, I was bullied by those two beautiful creatures.

"There are you, Fer! Kena syndrome kok syndrome people cravings. Be prepared, you mules and blingsatan time want to be born," said Momi, like praying for other things to me.

"Momi ngeledek, what doain his own child who is not, nih?" reply sewot.

I saw Momi still laughing out loud, until she had unconsciously let out water in the corner of her eyes.

As for Jiya, she had already disappeared first, out of nowhere.

"Where is a parent who sneaks bad things to his child. Anyway, Momi talked about the facts, really. It hurts just as bad as mules, it feels like I'm on the tip of the horn, between life and death." Momi retorted with her eyes glaring sharply at me, threatening.

Makes me slightly shudder in horror, upon hearing his explanation just now.

It was so scary, the pantes aja Daddy once said, if when Mom mengahirin me first. Daddy's favorite shirt became a victim, because it was pulled as fast as it was torn.

About, if Jiya's tomorrow's birth. What's he gonna make a fuss about, Dad? Anyway, don't let that little girl ruin the hospital property.

Could be, tease me. If asked to replace.

"Heh, what are you thinking? The hunt is bathing, let the face of Momi's great-grandson be like a Greek god."

I who heard Momi talking so just chuckled softly, then immediately went to go to the second floor.

Not felt, the night came. I was not sleepy and was Pe-We lying down, while leaning to the head of the bed, suddenly want to eat chicken noodles.

Because accidentally squirm Tanboy Kun mukbang samyang in YouTube shorts. I don't know why, just squirming he ate really greedy, I became drooling abis-out. Until bothering to wake up Jiya who has been sleeping next to me to make a noodle seller nyariin.

"Yes, Yang." I called out slowly, shaking Jiya's back.

Hoping, if the rese boy immediately opened his eyes wide and woke up instantly. Unfortunately, Jiya was even more curled up inside. While pulling the blanket with Kim Taehyung's face up high, to cover his own head. As if, reluctant to open his eyes.

"Ji, Ji!" call me back, with the tone of speech rising by a few octaves.

Who didn't get any advice from that little girl. Jiya was completely asleep and ignored me.

A little disappointed, I finally decided to go out for food myself. Without changing the clothes that are still attached to my body.

Arriving at the garage, I immediately took out my folding bike. Then I told Pak Tarno to open the front gate so that he could get out.

"Where are Den going, these malls?" asked Mr. Tarno, who saw me waving my bike from the front porch, towards the gate.

Mr. Tarno was seen laughing before answering, "No doubt, Den. It's an old date, so you have to save. Only if paid for, I am, want to, hehehe ..."

Also free, who wouldn't try it? Especially if there are frills, 'rezeki nih is not good to be rejected.'

I think almost everyone will have the same thoughts as, Pak Tarno.

"Hehe ... Is that it, sir? Yes I already first well, do not forget the gate is closed again," I remember who was immediately replied with a ready movement and respect Pak Tarno.

Since it was almost eleven more hours, some traders were not far from the Momi housing complex. No more selling. Most of them have been closed since 20:00 p.m.

I never found the food I was looking for. Finally decided to just cover to the angkringan stall that I had once visited with Jiya. Early in the marriage.

You see, there is only the only angkringan stall that is still open and crowded with visitors. Because of the crowd, I also did not get a place to sit waiting for orders.

When I was at home, I ate chicken noodles. After arriving at this place, I even want to eat all kinds of persatean available. At once, order a ginger wedang round to warm up the body temperature.

Maybe, about fifteen minutes of waiting. Finally my order came. I'm the one who saw all kinds of persatean and cat rice available in front of me. Now start to confuse the eyes.

With a burning feeling of pleasure, I was bitten one by one satay so greedily. It was as if, all this good food I had would just disappear, right then and there.

Some of the visitors who saw me eating so voraciously could only gawk. To wonder, maybe. I could only keep quiet, seeing my handsome appearance.

Not that there is a term like this, handsome people mah, free. And I feel like I'm one of the best-looking people on this earth.

"Eum, Mas' mission." I think someone patted my left shoulder slowly.

Which makes me immediately turn my head towards him for a moment. "Yes?"

"Can I have your WhatsApp number? You see, Mas is handsome like a local version of Korean oppa-oppa hehe .." said a girl who looks like she is 25-26 years old.

I, who heard his words earlier, only returned with a faint smile. Then nodded slowly, while typing a few digit numbers on the screen of his phone.

"Udah," I said politely.

The girl seemed to no longer be able to stem the happy expression on her face. With a smile that expanded widely, he then passed, leaving me who saw him with eyes so satisfied with something.

"Prepare for you, Ji. Tonight can spam chat wkwkwkwk ..."

Arriving at home, I gave some cat rice, complete with fried food and ginger wedang to Pak Tarno.

As I had expected, Pak Tarno was very happy to receive the food, and unceasingly thanked me.

I did not respond much myself, and continued to step into the house. Climb the stairs to the second floor.

How surprised I was, when I found the figure of Jiya who was standing behind the door with her right hand holding the door knob.

In addition, the look in his eyes was so sharp and piercing. It was as if, implying that the rese boy was harboring a piled up resentment.

"Om Ferdi, can you tell me what this short message means?" jiya said, while thrusting whatsapp message right in front of my face.