THE DOCTOR'S SOUL MATE
INDOCHNY

Two months ago Ara was pregnant. His stomach still looks flat. Not as it already is. This time, the woman seemed to have no appetite. Let alone eating, when he was about to drink milk alone, had to go through some drama. Yes, this time Ara really felt what it was called nyidam.

This day, he chose to lay himself on a mattress, occasionally getting up just to go to the bathroom. In fact, this time the role of a Rais is the main one. The man appeared to be grinding dirty clothes, graced with his alakadar cook. Because Rais is also not good at cooking like perfect men in general. Rais is still a Rais, can only be romantic but can not cook.

The scent of salted fish swept through each room. Until making Ara drunk kepayang.

"Pig! Cook what!" Shouted Ara from behind the room.

"Fish salty, Mi. Let Ummi taste food." Timpal Rais from behind the kitchen.

"Dispose not to Bi!" Shouted Ara back.

Rais immediately turned off the stove and walked to the room where the wife was resting. "Why, Mi?"

"Abi smell ... huueeek. Shower there! Uh before taking a shower, finish first it's salted fish. Remove Bi. Ummi doesn't want the smell of salted fish." Tukas Ara was upset.

Rais gawking, "doesn't Ummi usually like to eat with salted fish sambal impromptu amu tahu goreng?" Rais said, he apparently wanted to provoke the wife's appetite.

"Different, Bi? That was before I got pregnant! I don't want this smell. Cepet. Ummi wants to vomit."

"l .. yes, Mi. Just jerk." Rais said as he rushed into the kitchen.

Poor to be pregnant, hard to eat. Rfor Rais while cleaning salted fish that still looks half-cooked.

After cleaning everything, now the man began to go to the bathroom to clean the scent of salted fish that was still so attached to his body.

"Tomorrow if you want to cook anything! speaking of Ummi. Don't just cook, already know Ummi again stoned." Ara said after finding her husband out of the bathroom.

Rais seems silent, he really feels guilty for making Ara more nauseous. "Sorry, Abi."

"Pijitin used to be nape, this already feel rich to vomit, Bi. It still smells." Ara Protests.

"No, Mi. Or Abi spray use perfume first huh? Let it not smell." Rais's Proposal.

"Scented oil? Abi really wants Ummi to run, yeah!"

So took Ara when two bodies. Almost everything the husband did was wrong in his eyes.

"How do you want Ummi?" Ask Rais gently.

"Ehm .. we go for a walk Bi, Ummi wants to eat pecel." Ara's Proposal.

"Where's anybody selling a gini midday pecel, Mi?"

"Yes, where Ummi knows, who Ummi wants to eat pecel coke."

Rais exhaled, then stroked his wife's stomach. "Darling? Don't biki Ummi you rich gini dong? Abi was so confused and so wrong, son." He said, then he kissed Ara's stomach.

"Abi?" Call Ara lirih.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

"Kok Ummi suddenly wants to be spoiled huh, Bi?"

Rais's eyebrows intertwined, "Manja? How do you mean Ummi?"

"Yes want to be like Abi."

"Hmm ... serious? Ummi is still pregnant, honey? He said he can't."

"Well, is his mind dirty? Who asked for it, Bi? Ummi wants it in pijitin, in the elus-elus of his stomach." Said Ara spoiled.

"Astagfirullah .. sorry-sorry, Mi. Abi thinks the other."

"Ummi why else?" Rais shouted while knocking on the bathroom door.

Ara did not answer, he continued to reduce the remnants of food in his stomach.

Ten minutes later, Ara appeared to have just come out of the bathroom. "Ummi why?"

"Ummi can't smell eucalyptus oil, Bi?" Lirih.

"Jaudah dear, Abi Cleanin first yes who is in the room so as not to smell. Ummi rest on the middle sofa, huh?"

Ara nodded, she helped Rais walk towards the sofa.

"Bi .. sorry Ummi huh? Because Ummi was pregnant, Abi got rich in gini?" Lirih.

"It's okay, baby. After all, it is the duty of Abi to keep Ummi. Ummi's not pregnant, Abi keepin. Especially with rich gini. Ummi istirhat here first. Abi finished everything so as not to smell the oil of eucalyptus again." Rais smiled.

Rais looks cekatab replacing the sheets in his room with new ones. Unfinished he changed his pillowcase, seen Ara staring at him in front of the room door.

"Abi ... Don't pack fragrances, huh? Ummi can't get scented. The body wants to vomit." Ara's Message.

Rais is seen kissing a pillowcase. For him it was not the scent of perfume, it was just the fragrance of a clothes fragrance.

"The smell of clothes is okay, Mi?" Ask Rais. Inwardly, if he does not like, then he will replace with the one that does not smell.

Sure enough, Ara still asked Rais, "the others don't exist huh, Bi?"

"There? Just a little, honey."

"I'm sorry, Bi?"

"Whoa nothing. Abi apologized to Ummi. Because of conceiving Abi's child, Ummi became tormented rich gini."

Ara stroked her stomach, "Ummi wasn't tormented. Ummi enjoying it It's just that Ummi sometimes doesn't like to see Abi." Said smiling.

"That's it, huh? Then ... how Ummi feels about Abi?" Ask Rais while choosing a sheet in the closet. He seemed to smell them one by one. Make sure if the aroma will not make the wife want to vomit.

"Currently? Um, tell me, will you?" Seloroh Ara hugged her husband from behind.

Make Rais stop his activities looking for the sheets that Ara wants. "So you know, this time it must be Ummi wants Abi spoiled." He said as he floated a sweet kiss on Ara's forehead. "Just a minute, Abi put the sheets first." Rais continued when he found a green sheet in the closet.

After the sheets are neatly attached to the mattress, now the owner is seen laying his body on the mattress.

"Ummi hasn't eaten anything since morning, neither does milk want to drink. Want Abi masakin what?" Rais asked while stomping his wife's feet.

"Emang Abi can cook?"

"Ehm ... for Ummi what can't?"

"But all this time the Ummi cook. Abi is not married to Mila. Abi's mainstay is fried rice." Ara ngeledek.

"Wah .. Abi's wife did not believe that her husband could cook. Now Ummi wants what? Let Abi masakin."

"Emh .. want dried fried catfish in a penyet above the terasi sambal, ama basil plus cucumber, Bi. It's really good."

"Ready princess. Abi found his cat in the same stall. Ummi wait for ya."

"Seriously, Bi."

"Yes seriously? Wh why? Ummi does not believe that Abi will masakin Ummi."

Ara laughed, imagining the results of the husband's cooking.