The Heart that is Hurt
Episode 210's

"But it's the same, honey.. Both ice mixed" said Denny trying to calm Amyra.

"Yes.. But rasanha is different, Mas.. If the usual taste is pure milk and white sugar mixture, well if this tastes using a mixture of flavoring, there is bitterness, not pure real sugar" Amyra tried to explain to Denny.

"You are like a master chef commentator, until that detail explains it" Denny said with a little confusion.

Amyra pursed her lips, she did not want to drink the mixed ice and asked Denny to buy her the usual mixed ice.

"But the usual seller is closed, honey, because the trade is up" Denny tries to give understanding to Amyra.

Amyra did not answer Denny's words He turned his face and did not want to look at Denny.

Denny is confused, Amyra has never acted silly like this, but this time it seems she is sulking.

Although he drank the mixed ice every day, he never got tired of drinking it every day.

"Tomorrow Buy it, Yes" said Denny asking Amyra to understand.

But Amyra did not touch him, he fixed his position, and pulled a blanket over his entire body.

Denny gawks at Amyra's unusual attitude. Denny finally came out to look for another ice mix similar to his subscription ice mix trade.

Denny grabbed the two mixed ice cups he had bought and gave them to Mbak Ridha, then went to look for the mixed ice.

Denny walked down the city streets, and would buy two cups of mixed ice for every merchant he met on the street. Until finally he found the last trader because the day was 4 pm and no one else traded.

Arriving at home, Denny unknowingly brought almost 30 cups of mixed ice from various swords he met.

He looked like someone who was doing a celebration.

With Ashraf and Najma's help, Denny brings the ice into the room to try Amyra.

Arriving in the room, it looks Amyra has finished bathing and just finished praying Ashar.

Seeing the amount of mixed ice placed on the floor, because the nightstand table is no longer fit to accommodate it.

Amyra observed one by one the mixed ice, then her eyes were fixed on the two cups that attracted his attention, the cup has the same brand with the lasting, then he took one cup and sipped it.

He chews on the jelly and pearl sago inside, and lives up to its taste.

Meanwhile, Denny hopes and prays that the intervening will suit Amyra's taste.

"This, Mas.. It feels the same, seeing the brand may be its branch" Amyra commented.

For a moment Denny breathed a sigh of relief, because he had found mixed ice to suit Amyra's taste.

At once Denny remembered Dwy and also Fhytti who had twice He worked like that. What they both felt was uncomfortable.

Denny felt that this was the karma of his actions, and the little one who was now in the womb of his wife was working on it.

"It turns out that all good and bad deeds have their rewards. It's possible that Dwy and Fhytri were swearing at me, so I got the plague.?" Denny's grin in his heart.

Then He breathed a sigh of relief, and took wisdom from all the events he experienced.

Najma and Ashraf then chose the mixed ice, and distributed it to Ridha's mother and two domestic assistants.

The rest they bring to Mushallah to share with their friends.

Amyra saw Denny's tired face, there was pity and also compassion in him, because he felt selfish.

Denny smiled sincerely, then kissed the tip of Amyra's head "It's okay, because the one who planted the shares in your heart is Mas, then Mas must be responsible for what happened" said Denny gently, said, then she pulled Amyra's head into her arms, but Amyra sillyly swiped her nose under Denny's arm, which made the man tick.

"Honey.. Don't be naughty, Mas has two months of fasting, and should be 4 months away from fasting, you don't make Mas tormented" whispered Denny in the ear of Amyra.

Amyra raised her head, then looked at Denny who looked clear on her face.

"Later in the evening Myra was done" Amyra teased her.

Denny gawked at Amyra's words "Our doctor's word should not be related first, because it can cause early contractions" Denny tried to remind.

Amyra laughed at Denny's words.

"Who wants to be in touch?" amyra said in confusion.

Denny frowned, looking at Amyra as if asking for an answer.

"Make it you who say to finish" Denny replied reminding Amyra of just now.

"Yes, finishing it doesn't mean connecting" Amyra interjected.

Denny's getting confused "Continue..?" ask Denny curious.

"Karokean alone, Yes" Amyra said with a mischievous smile.

As Denny smiled, he was finally able to break his fast after two full moons withstood the turmoil of his desires.

"You are the most understanding, why not from yesterday" said Denny a little upset.

Amyra immediately landed her pinch on Denny's waist in a fit of anxiety.

"Mas.. Your stomach for a long time added pucit deh" said Amyra while stroking gently Denny's stomach that looks slightly bloated.

"Emangnha why? You've lost love because Mas's stomach has started not Six pack anymore?" denny asked a little jealous, because the incident of the young doctor the other day who was in charge of examining Amyra was seen looking at his wife with a certain intention.

"Damn.. What the hell, Mas.. You look more adorable with a distended stomach, because it is delicious if stroked" Amyra said while rubbing Denny's stomach with anxiety.

"Well, because Bram's doctor is handsome and also young" said Denny with a satirical tone.

Amyra laughs amusedly at Denny's words.

"Oh my goodness, my.. She was young, she loved her pregnant mother" Amyra said as she looked at her husband with a restrained smile.

"Not wrong, my dear.. Pregnant women will look tempting in the eyes of men, because everything will look fluffy" said Denny seriously.

"expanding? Donut's mom?" amyra asked in a funny-sounding tone.

"Yes.. Everything expands.." replied Denny, then kissed Amyra's cheek.

Amyra pounding "Mas.. It's mah maghrib.. Hold back, Dong" Amyra reminded.

Denny increasingly showered his soup "Make it not flirt continuously" said Denny while squeezing the wrath of Amyra melon fruit and then move from the bed to clean himself.

He was afraid of the khilaf, because when Maghrib was near, he rushed to clean himself and ablution and could not wait to complete Amyra's promise to him.

Waiting for the moments of the Maghrib and Isha Adhan felt so long, that he repeatedly looked at Amyra with his anxiety.