The Ex
105. Step by Step

Ms. Irna rubbed gently on Siska's arm again. He felt like he could feel the heart of the child. "You don't insecure the same envy as well. God is good, maybe God has another better plan for you to change it until now you have not been given a baby. You must be patient. You're getting married just now, not even a year. So just think of this as a test of your eligibility with Zidan as a husband and wife until later it can be worthy of being a parent."

"But Mam, everyone else has ngarep me same Zidan cepet have children."

"Everything is hopeful, but don't make it a burden on the mind. Do not get because - because everyone is hoping, you even become stressed yourself. That's not good for you."

"But keep thinking."

"Yes, you should be able to take your mind off to something else. Find another bustle. Streets, streets, twists and turns with Zidan, or with Feby."

"I'm doing Mam's work, but I'm still thinking. Want to join a pregnant program, but Zidannya still does not want to. He said he wanted to make a house that was worthy of us. Keep wanting honeymoon again, only after that want a pregnant program."

Heard his son's future plans. Ms. Irna was excited. "Well, good dong if that's it. Then Zidan bener - bener prepare for the future of his family."

"Prepare is prepare, but if you still have to wait for the house so the same honeymoon departs again will be old Mam."

"It was because you were impatient. If you're patient, it's not too long."

Siska let out her heavy breath. His entire attenuation heard the words of Ms. Irna and permeated them. Exactly what his mother said, he was indeed impatient and in a hurry because of his guilt that had taken the pill yesterday.

"You should be grateful to have a responsible husband like Zidan. His mind is far ahead, want to give the best for his wife and child. Now you two still enjoy it with him. You used to spend a lot of money on your future with your children. Later when it is time, God will surely love your descendants. Mama said, God is good. Let's just say that now God again gives you a test."

Siska finally nodded. We should be thankful for what we do instead of complaining. Feeling unworthy.

"Udah yuk, we're sleeping at night, mama's tired. You still want to work tomorrow, right?." Ms. Irna began to feel her sleepiness getting heavier.

And Siska nodded as a sign of agreement.

In the end. The room was quiet. Siska and Ms. Irna were both asleep. So was Zidan who was in the side room alone. He also went to sleep first. Leave silence all over the apartment.

The morning. Zidan was the first to wake up. The man then immediately busied himself in the kitchen, cooking some simple menus for their breakfast

"Morning." Siska was the second to wake up.

It was then, as usual, a good morning greeting he gave to Zidan. And for today because Zidan cooked, Siska hugged from behind.

"August, baby. Wash your face there."

"In the meantime, still missing, wanting to hug, all night I didn't hug you because" Siska said as she snorted at Zidan's soothing scent.

Zidan widened his smile, his heart was really happy because the morning Siska had hugged him and was spoiled.

"What are you cooking? It smells good." From behind Zidan's back, Siska asked.

"Fried chicken, tofu, tempeh, sambal, spinach vegetable. Simple menu."

"Necessary help?."

"Surely, let the spit be done."

"Yes, I washed my face first."

Siska took off her arms and went to the bathroom. But still a few steps, Siska came back again.

Cup.

One kiss on Zidan's cheek was flashed by him.

"Morning kiss, I forgot." He said with a grinning face, who then ran back to the bathroom.

"Less, the other one hasn't." Zidan laughed. Basic, Siska, make Zidan so anxious.

Seconds. Siska went back to the kitchen. His face was already fresh with the rest - the rest of the water slightly stuck to the base of his hair. For Zidan, Siska like this, beautiful so many times.

"Mana, let me fry the chicken."

At Siska's request, Zidan immediately stepped away from the stove and let his wife pick up the expert.

"Which, this morning kiss hasn't been." Zidan pointed next to his cheek again.

"Ih, she wants." Siska smiled, then fulfilled Zidan's request to kiss her other cheek.

"This one is envious." Now Zidan pointed at his forehead.

And Siska also instantly fulfilled her request again.

"It's envious too." This time his lips.

"Oh, it's been a long time - a lot of time you want." Siska protest.

"Ih, ugly. Yang, don't be ticklish I saw it." Siska's gel puck even pushed Zidan's lips with his hand.

"Hahaha, come here, kiss first." Zidan again pursed his lips like a fish kegatelan.

"No, I don't want to! You're ugly, like a pervert. There!."

"Essum same you're okay, here. Kiss first, my lips are sexy." Instead of stopping, Zidan even more aggressively teased Siska. Approaching himself with the lips continue to conical and move - motion, like fish his teeth again gatel, for the sake of stealing a kiss.

"What a disgust to know!."

Siska tried to avoid. Although it was difficult because Zidan had reached his waist, to lock his movements so as not to escape.

Cup.

One kiss was stolen on Siska's cheek.

"Which, sana!."

Cup.

Another one's in the nose.

Cup.

Another one was lipped.

"Which, there's mama."

"The chicken was charred!."

Cup.Cup.Cup.Cup.

Many kisses managed to kiss all the faces even his neck. Until Siska's face turned red. Because amused also because happy, because you can joke like this in the morning.

"Zidan's. Stop, tickle!."

"Geli - amused, but delicious, right?" said Zidan who was satisfied with the action. His laughter also sounded crisp, indicating that his heart was happy.

"Oh, this is yes, there is Mama know, if Mama mergokin we gini how?." One small blow was thrown by Siska to the chest of Zidan's field because their positions were still hugging each other.

"No mama, mama's still sleeping." Zidan replied, not dizzy.

"Gee! Look ah, I want to raise the chicken first."

Siska ended their joking session. And refocus on the front of the stove.

Behind the room wall. Beside door. Without Siska and Zidan realizing. It turned out that Ms. Irna was already standing in hiding peering at her son's generosity. A big smile was clearly on his face. His heart was happy to see that romance. Thankful, his only child can marry and live happily together with a loved man. So, her heart was calm, no need to worry Siska became lonely if she or her husband would leave Siska alone in this world.

"Eh, Ma, are you awake?." said Zidan, when he found that Ms. Irna had sat down first at the pantry table when she was getting ready to go to work.

"Yes, just now. Don't know last night was so good mama slept. So wake up until noon, when you wanted to prepare your breakfast, sorry yes." replied Ms. Irna who clearly lied.

"Don't Ma, cook mama came a long way - jaub even became a cook."

"Why, just cooking will not make your body tired. Even if the old diem - the old one is tired.*

"Mam, wake up." Siska's voice came in. At that time Siska was also neat to go to work as well.

"Yes, you guys are ready to move?" replied Ms Irna and also asked.

"Yes, Mama's alone in the apartment is okay, right? I want to take a leave of absence because I can't." Suddenly Siska felt guilty and could not bear to leave Ms. Irna alone in the apartment.

"What's wrong, why. Mama's people are also snapping again at 9 there's already an event."

"What event is there?." Siska asked.

"You go to the salon keep hanging out pretty while gossiping - gossip, same mama you." Ms. Irna raised her gaze at Zidan while chuckling happily.

Zidan chuckled. It was also nice to hear that his mother and her in-laws became familiar to hangout together like this.

"Dih, the story has a besti nongki now?." Siska.

"Yes yes dong. Cook only you who have besti. Mama's got times too."

"If so later, if you want to leave let me anterin ma, coincidentally at 9 I want to check the location so it can all." Zidan also supports the activities of the mothers.