
The couple had arrived at one of the roadside shops that was quite quiet not so crowded or maybe it was a little late breakfast, he said, the people who eat there are not so many.
The ketoprak trader gave a special serving of ketoprak to both, with four boiled eggs that were cut by four, according to order A' Faqih.
Nuha's forehead wrinkled, why must there be so many messages of boiled eggs. A' Faqih simply chose the egg white and handed it to Noah using a spoon that was just one as well.
"A' Faqih, eat it with each spoon, yes, do not bribe." Nuhah whispered with an uneasy look directed at the person behind A' Faqih. Because some of those people steal a look at them every once in a while. Not to mention the ABGs near them.
"Not your mouth, neng." His command again without reprimanding the words of Noah. So the mouth of Nuhah began to open.
"A'a I'm full, before going to the midwife's place we've had breakfast. After all, why are there so many eggs?"
"Forgot, what did the midwife say? You should eat a lot of foods that contain a lot of protein. Let your appendix scar heal quickly, so it doesn't interfere with your contents."
"Yes but not in the ketoprak as well right? Noah can boil it himself at home, if rich gini looks greedy once A'..." Rfor Noah.
"Don't care about anyone else why.... Open his mouth." Redirecting.
"No, I don't want the yolk of A'." Noah refused, and A'a put the egg away and handed it to Noah again.
"A'a'a eat too." Naha said as he chewed.
"Yes..." A'a put a mouthful of wet lontong drenched in peanut seasoning with white noodles and egg yolk earlier into his own mouth.
"Cock at eating the yolk?" Noah asked, while A' Faqih was still focused on chewing and getting rid of the other yolk, which was still attached to the white. "Indeed not lemongrass?" Noah asked, reopening his mouth, as A'a offered a mouthful for him.
"No neng, instead of being thrown away, mending A'a who eats." Answer A' after swallowing the food and put another mouthful into his own mouth. Noah smiled, then raised his hand to call his brother. Soon A' Faqih took Noah's hand.
"Why what?" Ask A'a.
"Seek iced tea."
"How do you drink ice, how will the inflammation?"
"It's hot A'... Dede's baby's power is good." Smirks.
"Kc... Don't call his brother. Let A'a make the iced tea."
"Well...! How's A'a?"
"Yes... A'a don't want you to drink other men's produce."
"Dwelling... It's just him who makes the ketoprak, besides his name is also a trader. A'a this is too much?" Rfor Noah.
"A'a'a's the one who made it."
"Sook, make it..." Nuha gave in, while A' Faqih only smiled faintly and patted the base of Noah's head was anxious, as Noah spoke Sundanese which still sounded stiff.
"This is not to be removed yes, fearing that someone is sitting next to you." Faqih put his sling bag on the plastic bench next to Noah and left.
"Qc...! If I'm beautiful kebangetan pantes you're rich that' A'..." Noah shook his head.
And sure enough, A'a asked his brother for permission to make his own iced tea.
"Allahu Rabbi... He made it really..." Noah looked to the left and to the right, some people were staring at Faqih with whispers that were out of the question. With an envious look perhaps. "His wealth needs to be jealous of him anyway, just look at the views of the ukhti. Ckckck. You handsome prince." Chuckles silently while covering his own mouth.
"Where's the straw?" Ask Noah.
"Oh yes... Just jerk." Wake up again, Nuha was a little enjoyed being treated like this by Faqih. 'can you not songong anyway? But can dong yes...when else try?' inner Noah chuckled wickedly.
"This is neng" Faqih dipped a straw in Noah's glass, then pointed it near Noah's lips. The girl turned to ABG who was observing them... Just make the envy of the ABG hahaha... You want the rich, don't you girls?' inner Noah while sipping iced tea from a straw held by A' Faqih.
Some held his chest and whispered to each other... Haha.' Nuha wanted to laugh, thus making her instantly choke.
"Slowly drink." A'a grabbed a tissue just to rub her lips. Feeling really at home or how the hell A'... I envy the Author.
"Sorry to taste good A'a..." Said Noah, Faqih chuckled.
"Excessive... Let's eat again."
"Yes my husband." Reply to spoiled Noah. Faqih rubbed Noah's head gently. On the other hand, eating them until they were gone, although more A'a ate while Noah only ate his eggs and a few pieces of pennies, but he seemed to start feeling great.
Near their car, after getting out of the tent. Noah held one hand against the car door.
"Why?" Ask Faqih.
"Prevent and a little nauseous A' so want to vomit... Most eggs are rich, so rich. A'a the hell."
"Yes, did you want to find a public toilet first, or what?"
"I don't know, I want to vomit but I don't want to go to the toilet." Nuha's mood was suddenly bad.
"Well, how are you?" Touching Noah's cheek. Seeing the face of Nuha who was like nausea, even made him follow the nausea. "duh... Go to the toilet... A'a also this nausea." He grabbed Noah's hand as he walked to find a public toilet.
The two split up to go to the toilet.
In there? Nausea Nuha is gone, only a little remains. Unlike the young father-to-be, he actually pulled out quite a lot of his stomach.
He washed his mouth with water, then leaned against the wall of the toilet.
"Yes my... It feels like this. If Nuha was this nauseous, it would be a pity." Faqih took the candy out of his pocket, opened it and put it in his own mouth to ward off the nausea. He rushed out, worried about Noah.
And when he came out to see it, Noah looked fresh again. Soon he approached the wife who had developed her smile, touching her cheek.
"How, still nauseous?" Ask Faqih.
"No A'... Not even vomiting."
"Thank God then... Go home, rest first. Later Dzuhur to Abi Rahmat's house, and finished the new magrib to Abi Irsyad's house. Give me this happy news." Faqih touched Noah's stomach, the girl smiled and nodded.
He felt his stomach twitch.
"A'a feel it?" Ask Noah.
"No... What do you feel?"
"twitch again, it seems he knows his ashes are touching." Nuha.
"MashaAllah's.... Be healthy, baby, Abi can't wait to see you." Say Faqih while smiling. Nuha's gaze was fixed on the husband, it felt happy. it turns out that a Faqih Al Malik can be as sweet as this treat him. Gratitude continued to be expressed in the mind of Noah.