The Waiting of Casanova
eps. 162

"Yes dear.."

"I really want to eat meatballs."

Jordan sighed while glancing at the clock on the wall.

"Mampus me!! Find where the meatballs are at this hour." Jordan grumbled in his heart because it was now half an hour in the morning.

"Should now?? Can't tomorrow?" Jordan tried to negotiate.

"Can't!! I want it now." The Ica rejected the Jordanian negotiations.

"But it'll be one o'clock. Find where to try the meatballs." Complain Jordan.

"Well, if you don't want to find it, let me go find it." Ica said, taking her feet down to the floor and picking up her clothes that were scattered on the floor.

"Yes, I've been looking. You're here." Jordan went out of bed and picked up the cloth of his friend.

After the friend went back into the bars of the cloth, Jordan walked towards the dressing room to wear his clothes. While Ica smiled triumphantly to see the Jordan who resignedly followed his will.

"Cups. Papa go first yah find meatballs for dedek." Jordan kissed Ica's stomach before she came out of the room.

"Don't be long, brother, will not be keen anymore." Ica Message.

"Hemhs. Later if you don't want to call me again, let me go straight home." The word Jordan has a veiled intention. Because in Jordan's mind right now, he's just going out in front of the housing and waiting for Ica to call to tell him to come home because Ica doesn't want meatballs anymore.

Ica nodded. It seems that she did not understand the hidden intentions of her husband. As for Jordan, his heart cheered happily at Ica who nodded her head.

"Huuh.satur-thankful to have a baby whose brain is less than an ounce." Jordan said in the heart

"Yes, I'm gone. Muaaah." Pamit Jordan while kissing a glimpse of Ica's lips.

Jordan came out of the room.

Good luck cannot be achieved, malang cannot be rejected. It seems that the proverb is suitable to describe the current situation of the Jordan. How not, as soon as his feet stepped on the lowest rung, suddenly the bule bar-bar came out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Mommy Sarah asks when she sees Jordan wearing a hoodie and shorts while playing the car keys in her fingers.

"You got meatballs mom."

Mommy Sarah squinted her eyes suspiciously. In the mind of mother Sarah, at this time Jordan is out secretly after luring Ica.

"What's mom, that's so good about her?!" Tanya Jordan does not like the way the mommy looks.

"Why do you get a meatball, what about midnight gini? Are you not satisfied with the meatballs Ica, sampe-sampe you want to eat meatballs outside the middle of the night gini?"

"Gosh..!!!" Jordan patted his eel because the bule bar-bar misinterpreted the word meatballs that Jordan meant.

"If the stick in Ica is not a meatball mom, but the fruit of siicakama. The part of the meatballs that Jordan means, real meatballs, not other meatballs."

"Sad..Tumben did you eat meatballs?"

"Eiiits.wait.!!!" Mommy Sarah holds Jordan's hand as it passes through her.

"Oh..ferguso.drama what else is this.!!" Jordan in the Heart.

"You said the meatballs were for Ica, right?"

Jordan nodded.

"If so, don't buy outside. Let mommy aja make, let's be healthier and hygienic as well. Mommy doesn't want mommy's granddaughter to have a stomachache because you buy careless food."

Jordan gaped at his mommy by voluntarily making meatballs for Ica.

"It's up to mommy." Reply Jordan relax. He turned his body to go back to his room. Jordan thought, when mommy Sarah said 'let mommy aja make', mommy Sarah would really make it herself. But actually....

"Eeeh.Where are you going?!" Shouted Sarah's mother as the Jordan was about to walk up the stairs.

"Yes, go back to my room, Mom." Reply Jordan relax.

"Have a son!!! Here help mommy." Mommy Sarah pulls the hoodie hat that Jordan wears.

"Well, Jordan is a mom?! She said mommy wants to make her own!!"

Placed. Mommy Sarah nailed her son.

"Your amnesia, huh? The child in Ica's stomach is your child, well you also have to help mommy dong, mommy time myself that I've been in the kitchen making meatballs to crave Ica."

"Call Early with Yani is mom to help mommy. Jordan doesn't know about the kitchen." Reject Jordan.

Placed. Once again the mother of Sarah clasped her son's forehead, this time it was a little harder than the first one.

"Ow..sick mom!! Once again mommy jitak jidat Jordan, can Jordan amnesia really nih."

"Cih.iya, the plan is indeed mommy want to jitak jidat you once again, but later do use the crowbar as well, let's instantly coma you!!! Could you tell mommy to wake up Early with Yani to make meatball cravings Ica.!! What kind of husband are you, what kind of father are you!!"

Jordan rolled his eyes lazily.

"Oh yes, if the Jordan also intervened, mending Jordan who went to buy, do not bother making."

"Bas with you, yeah!! Mommy doesn't know what's in your brain right now!! It must be in your brain right now, you deliberately linger outside until Ica sleeps and forgets the same cravings right? You just got home, right!!"

Placed. Once again the mother Sarah clasped Jordan's forehead.

"Ow mom, sick!!" Ringis Jordan was in pain while rubbing his forehead.

"Maybe don't have the sense of bulus, your own child candidates are in kadalin, how the hell are you!!! Let's help mommy." Mommy Sarah said as she pulled the child's burly arm.

The Jordan could only resign as his mother dragged him into the kitchen.