The Invited Heart Guest
CHAPTER 153

That morning after Diko left for work, Riana busied herself by reading a book about pregnancy. Because she really feels layman about the period of pregnancy.

Especially at the age of the womb which is almost entering 8 weeks, he is increasingly experiencing morning sickness. No day without a scene of nausea and vomiting is certain to be experienced. Toothbrush, nausea. Smells hot rice, pukes. Kiss the smell of Bi Yum cuisine, close the room tightly so as not to smell and not nausea and vomiting. Such is a small part of the drama of Riana's pregnancy.

In the middle of her concentration of reading, suddenly Riana's phone rang. It was a video call from her husband. Indeed since Riana was pregnant, Diko was getting possessive. Every minute always calls to make sure Riana is okay.

"Hai Mas" Riana replied after answering the call.

"Dear, what are you again? Nausea vomiting again?" ask Diko for attention.

"Well, just once, I'm in my room again reading a book. Bi Yum cooked the matter again" Riana replied.

"Thankfully then, hopefully the nausea is quickly gone so you don't hide if Bi Yum is cooking again" said Diko.

"Oh yeah, how long have you not wanted what kind of cake that is?" ask Diko.

"meaning?" ask Riana back.

"Yes, you usually like to say this cold is it, but it seems like this week's lads just don't want anything" replied Diko.

"Later if I want something you have a hard time with" said Riana.

Riana laughed at Diko's reply. She imagined how her husband came here and there looking for people who sell rice porridge at midnight.

"You don't laugh dong, pity dong just as I was at midnight knocking on the door of the mixed porridge house" said Diko as he reminisced about the night. In the midst of his despair looking for midnight ijo bean porridge, he finally got an idea and enlightenment, he, he took the initiative to go to the houses of the mixed porridge brothers who used to go early in the morning at the end of the alley near their housing, because the porridge was probably cooked from night. Armed with the idea, he finally managed to bring home a pack of ijo bean porridge requested by his wife who was cravings, even after the mouthful of his three wives was already ogah to eat the porridge of the ijo beans.

"Sorry deeh dear, her name is also pregnant" said Riana while laughing amusedly.

"If other cravings are easy to get" said Diko.

"If the cravings of Her*es brand bags that cost as much as a new home how? Easy to get you know Mas, live pesen directly come" said Riana joking.

"Well, don't be expensive too, dear dong. In addition to easy to get, also do not be expensive. Meningan money for the cost of our children's education" said Diko.

"If not in follow, ntar our child drooled you know Mas. Do you want our son to be angry?" asked Riana while giggling amusedly.

"Sayanggg, I think it's mengingan I bought an apron for a lap iler our children just than buy a bag Her*es. Buy 1 million baby aprons already got a basket, lha if Her*es bag a million rope doang also not dapet. It's nothing, the ileran dah" said Diko.

Riana laughed even more at the reason for her husband. Reason that is quite reasonable but makes it amused.