The Second Wife
Chapter 23

Fika arrives at her house. At home there is a father and his mother. The plan is tomorrow morning they will return to the hometown where he lived all this time. Mr. Taufik and Mr. Salamah this afternoon were sitting on the terrace enjoying hot tea accompanied by a cake on the table. While Fika also sat on the terrace while playing with his cellphone.

Fiko had not arrived that afternoon either. While Fika looks sullen looking forward to the arrival of Fiko that afternoon. Fiko told Fika that she would be home earlier and sooner than usual. Fiko wants to have dinner together somewhere romantic. So Fika looks pout waiting for the arrival of her husband on the front porch of her house. Fika's father and mother saw the sour look of Fika.

But suddenly a courier stopped in front of the fence. Fika's home security personnel immediately approached the courier and received the goods or something carried by the courier.

"You ordered something, son?" ask the mother Salamah to Fika when she saw her house security guard had brought a bouquet of beautiful white roses and also a paper bag like her containing food in it.

"No, not bun! It must be Fiko who gave this surprise to me," said Fika in front of her bright smile.

"Non Fika, this was the courier carrying a bouquet and also a paper bag containing ready meals. He said to non-Fika, his bouquet of white roses and his package of food," the security guard said, handing over the two items sent from the man to his young lady. Fika frowned. Now Fika sees his father and mother in turn.

"Who's the delivery from?" fika asked her house security.

"The courier said, from Fika's mother's friend," replied his house security guard.

"Oh, I think Fiko sent this all for me" Fika muttered and accepted. His home security guard was immediately back on duty at the guardhouse.

Fika took out the food box inside the paper bag. One food box that Fika open and it turns out that his favorite burning ribs.

"The smell makes drooling to eat," said Fika.

"Yes, eat it! It's called your fortune because you are currently pregnant. Rejeki son of Soleh," said Fika's father.

"Only, who sent this food with roses, well! If not Fiko, which friend? Cook does not love to call his mother everything" said Fika.

"Maybe, your secret fan, son!" sahut mother of Salamah. Fika and Mr. Taufik finally looked at each other.

"Heavy fans?" mummified Fika. Salamah's father and mother chuckled when they remembered the big fans.

"My heavy fans are Fiko, father, mother! Yes, I eat here, can't I?" said Fika finally without babibu directly eat the food box that the contents are rice with side dishes grilled ribs. But before that Fika washed her hands on a faucet near her. Fika immediately enjoyed the soft grilled rib meat. He greedily forgot to offer his father.

"Such a sambelnya boy! Uh, forgot to not offer father and mother! There are three more boxes! Mother, father let's just eat here" said Fika while enjoying her meal.

"Here you go, enjoy your meal this afternoon. Father and Mother will be after the magrib prayer to eat while waiting for the son of Fiko, your husband," said Taufik's father.

"Later out magrib, I'll eat again!" fika Sahut. Mr. Salamah and Mr. Taufik smiled to see his daughter who was currently pregnant became tasteful to eat.

"Well, how is everyone sitting here? If you eat here, baby!" fiko said as she reached out her hand and Fika welcomed her hand and at her husband's salami. Fiko's hand kissed her back but before that Fika had washed her hand in tap water near that porch.

"Father and mother like to sit on the porch of the house. Then I joined here. It turned out that this afternoon was so good to be sitting in front like this. While waiting for the arrival of her beloved husband," said Fika.

"Oh so? I have to eat here, baby! Then this is a bouquet of white roses from whom dear?" fiko said to Fika.Fika shrugged both of her shoulders a sign of her uncertainties.

"So he said to me, my mom! From my friend. But the sender did not say what his name was. I think this is all of you, baby! This food is my favorite too. All I know is that I like this food is you, baby!" said Fika. Fiko frowned.

"Wow, it seems like from now on I should be on my guard! There are secret fans of my wife" said Fiko. Fika narrowed her eyes.

"Eh?? Is Fiko jealous?" said Fika teasingly.

"No! Let's go in first! Mother father, we enter first!" pamit Fiko while taking his wife into the house.

Fika and Fiko went into their main room.

"Hem, I thought that flower love was you, mas!" said Fika while unbuttoning the Fika shirt he was wearing. One by one Fika release and succeed the shirt Fika separated from Fiko's body. Fiko kissed Fika's forehead gently.

"You're wearing this T-shirt, baby!" said Fiko then took the blue sea t-shirt to Fiko. Fiko put it on immediately. Now Fiko looked back at his wife's eyeballs.

"About who loves you flowers, baby! I think he must be a man who adores you. It's impossible that your friend is a woman" said Fiko, now starting to guess.

"Does this mean you're jealous of all this, ma'am?" suhut Fika then embraces both hands around Fiko's neck.

"Of course, baby! How could I not be jealous?" fiko Sahut is now slowly tasting softly Fika's lips.

"So you're not jealous?" sahut Fika with a smile grin.

"There's mom's dad! Cook I say jealous in front of them! Shy dong!" said Fiko then with a grim start scooping small lips belonging to Fika.

"Come, we'll take a bath together!" whispered Fiko as she quickly carried her wife's body into the bathroom in their main room. There is no rejection from Fika because at this young pregnant time Fika likes and really enjoys the warm game of Fiko.

The sound of shower gurgling now began to clash with the voices of the two opposite sex there. The paradise of the world that always makes people addicted to doing it either morning, noon, afternoon or night. There is always a chance to do it when time is there. It becomes a field of worship for the husband and wife who are halal in a legitimate bond.