The Love Flakes of Nauvara

The Love Flakes of Nauvara
Always be excessive


Rubbing her stomach, Zia hopes her son can be invited to cooperate. It turned out that luck was not on her side to cook this time. The nausea strikes again. Zia gave up, spewing out her entrails that had been struggling to get out. His body was falling on the floor, Zia's spirit energy had gone somewhere. If you have nausea like this Zia can no longer continue her activities.


"Zia" cried Gita who saw Zia close her eyes with her hands hugging her knees.


Hearing Gita's loud voice, Zia immediately raised her pale-looking face, "You've come home? Why so fast? Agh, sorry. I didn't have time to cook food for you today" said Zia.


"Why are you sitting here, Zia?! Are you okay??" Gita looked increasingly panicked at Zia's pale face. Holding Zia's limp hand and helping her stand up, "Why do you always not obey my words, Zia! See you become like this. I can buy food or cook for myself if I'm hungry!" pissed Gita. His face still panicked. He sat Zia on the dining table.


"I'm sorry, Git. I cook because I'm hungry."


"You can order food, Zia! Don't hurt yourself like this. You already know if you can't smell the cooking. Why do you always cook!" Gita looks teary. If he could, he would love to accompany Zia at home. It is not easy to go through pregnancy alone without someone accompanying like Zia at this time.


"My son wants food that his mother made herself. After all, it's just for a moment, you just calm down!" Zia chuckled softly, her best friend was indeed too attentive to her long ago. Seeing Gita's reddened face holding back tears, Zia felt guilty, "Calm down, I'm really okay, Git. Come here," spread out both hands. Gita welcomes Zia's embrace, her tears finally escaping as well. Zia stroked Gita's trembling back to calm her down.


"Don't be like this anymore, Zi. I'm really worried about leaving you alone at home. Who will help you if you can't stand up like you did" Gita joked.


Zia chuckled, "Always overdo it," hitting Gita's shoulder softly.


"Git."


"Hem?"


"I'm really hungry. Emh, how's this?" tanyanya doubt.


"We buy food! It will be a long time if you wait for cooking first," still does not stop the activity of cleaning the kitchen. Instantly his eyes were perfectly rounded when he remembered who he had come home to the contract with and what his purpose was.


Gita looked towards the kitchen door. He could clearly see that Fero was staring at the clingy Zia who was stroking her stomach while closing her eyes. I don't know since when Fero stood straight in the kitchen door. The position of Zia who sat back to Fero made Gita sure, if Zia had not realized the figure of Fero there.


Fero signals Gita to leave him and Zia. Gita nodded in understanding, "There's something I want to look for in the room, you wait here and do nothing else. Don't refute my words times, Zi!"


Zia nodded, slapping her face on the dining table. His stomach kept ringing asking to be filled as soon as possible, "Patience, baby. We'll eat in a minute. Wait for Aunt Gita to have a business for a while," he murmured.


Slowly Zia raised her face as the scent of the perfume she was so familiar with began to pierce into her sense of smell.