The Neglected Wife
S3 EPISODE 94 - HOT PASTA
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A few months later......
In two months, Nissa was about to give birth, the bigger the stomach the more lazy she was to wake up early. Tired feeling increasingly hit his body in this pregnancy, even he felt that his body was getting fatter and his weight gained more than when he was pregnant Collin first.
"My stomach is getting bigger" Nissa said, looking in the mirror.
"Well, naturally, you're pregnant, fat is also not a problem, it means you are very healthy, I will be a bad husband if you let a pregnant wife have a thin body"
"But different Ben, in the past when I was pregnant with Collin, my stomach was big too but not this big, Adel's pregnant time also I'm not fat like this"
It feels like Nissa is always stressed every time she looks at the mirror and the scales. It feels like the figure of his body scales continues to be imagined - a shadow even in his sleep.
"It's only natural that you're thin when you're pregnant Adel, you're stressed because of that guy!! Remember - remember your nostalgia"
Ever since that stormy night, Ben has always shown dislike towards Andhika. Although the chat is not leading there, Ben will pull the chat and direct it to his past. Nissa knows Ben is still upset about it, maybe Nissa needs time to soften Ben's heart.
"It may not be nostalgia, I think it's just you and the kids" Nissa said.
Nissa must always learn to cool Ben's heart even deeper.
"Oh yes, mediation for Adel's custody will be postponed first"
"Why? Though I want to be finished soon, briefly again I'm the lho!"
The first mediation was promised last Sunday, but unfortunately Ben asked for a delay because of the condition of Nissa who was pregnant. Ben doesn't want Nissa to be stressed because she's about to give birth soon. With the consent of all parties, mediation is also pushed back and this is an opportunity for each party to look for as much evidence as possible.
"You're pregnant, you're in two months, you're giving birth, the trial can't be just a month and two months, so I'm asking you to drop the mediation schedule, and it's been approved by all parties"
"Why? How can? Tumben's really letting this go"
"That also makes me wonder, he immediately agreed, maybe you have persuaded him during the storm at that time" Ben looked at Nissa suspiciously.
"Ben!! I could have sworn, that night I didn't talk to her, I just talked to her mom and some kids who were there with her parents"
"I believe, but...if one day I know you're lying, I won't forgive you, you know?"
Nissa knew it, the motto in her family not to lie. Ben had made a unanimous decision, but there was nothing for Nissa to worry about because she wasn't lying. Nissa just needs more self-consciousness and introspection.
"I know" answered Nissa.
"I'm grateful that you're honest with me, even if it's wrong, that you're honest that's great courage, and I appreciate that, that's what makes me able to forgive you"
"Thank you Ben"
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The tomorrow......
The fragrant smell filled the house, the smell of savory and delicious pasta combined with the distinctive aroma of the house like a castle. Nissa hurried down and brought Collin who had just awakened Nissa from her slumber.
Collin continued to wake Nissa up by kissing Nissa and talking to her father. As he went down the stairs, the fragrance from the pasta began to strongly smell.
"Pasta? Who cooks pasta in the morning? Really tumben?"
Nissa knew the chef at home rarely cooked pasta in the morning. Everyone at home knows that pasta is not a suitable meal served in the morning. Nissa went to the kitchen and saw...
Ben....cooking paste? Hmmm how fragrant is that smell? My stomach's getting bigger and bigger, losing pasta how many calories huh? No - no! It's not my weight, but my son's weight, I'm still thin and light.
Nissa watched Ben cooking from a distance. Steady posture, muscular hands and curves of the body that field made Nissa fascinated. Her morning was hot with a paste that looked so HOT it was.
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Ben's long fingers look stunning when flipping pasta with existing spatula. Ben's sweat dripped like water droplets that were increasingly dazzling and added to his passion for Ben.
"Father!!" Collin.
Ben immediately looked....
"Collin, are you awake? Today papa make a special pasta for you, pasta from vegetables, papa deliberately make not spicy, just use ketchup and mixed meat chopped." Said Ben while stirring the paste.
"Are we really having vegetable pasta? As far as I know when checking the monthly needs there is no mesan deh"
Home shopping is Nissa's job, but Nissa's main task is to check every expense and what items are purchased for home purposes.
"I've been making it, I've been making it since yesterday, I'm making pasta noodle dough from vegetable mix, Collin has to start learning to eat vegetables"
"Finally! do you realize that vegetables are important? Collin is like you who don't like vegetables"
"I like kok, especially asparagus and broccoli, otherwise Collin will not be born dong" Goda Ben.
"What the hell, you are...."
Nissa could only laugh amusedly with Ben's hilarious-sounding joke.
Ben then poured the pasta onto Collin's plate. Ben makes this pasta because before when Ben and Nissa ate pasta at a restaurant, Collin arrived - suddenly snatched Nissa's plate and ate the pasta with his hands.
Within five seconds, Collin was crying loudly because the paste was so spicy with a lot of paprika and chili. Since then Ben learned to make pasta but Ben wanted Collin to prefer vegetables, because Collin had not liked vegetables, Ben added new variations so that Collin would eat vegetables.
"How's my boy? Yummy, right?" Ask Ben to Collin.
"Yum Yum" replied Collin funny, pasta sauce was splashed on Collin's face.
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..."The days will be more perfect with the presence of people who always love us at our side"...