Unexpacted Wedding
Impasse

Ryan was still tucking his wife's cheeks and nape. According to him, this was his schedule to visit the child in the stomach of his mother. Alena fell asleep at seven. Ryan, who had been waiting for it, now tried to harass his wife. In a way to kiss and touch his wife's body gently. However, he was upset because his wife was not disturbed at all.

That doesn't just make him give up. Ryan started to move his hands around his wife's shirt. Groped his slightly swollen stomach. Alena relaxed in her sleep, then opened her eyes. Surprised because he had not spoken yet, the husband immediately silenced his lips. Making her breath panting, along with the lips pangutan the husband more intense and demanding. Ryan kept mum his wife, treated her gently. It was as if he was guarding a charcoal from glass that could not be cracked.

“Masry, ink what do you want?” alena asked with a breath of breath.

“Check Dede dear. Her papa is kangen,” said Ryan with raucous breath. His hands moved to strip one by one of his wife's clothes. He wanted to do the same with his body. However, the moment his hand moved was about to undress. The door to his room was knocked from the outside.

“Ryan, below is Miko tuh nyariin you!”

Ryan clucked, but he was just about to start. Alena hurriedly covered her body with a blanket. “Meet gih Masry,” said Alena.

“But dear, Mas kan belom..”.

“Continue later. I sleep a lot, ” said Alena while yawning, I don't know lately he prefers a lot of sleep.

“He deh. Meet him first yes.” Ryan got back in his clothes and walked out.

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“What's the matter Mik?” ryan asked as soon as he arrived downstairs to see Miko.

“Mau take your word,” says Miko. Ryan frowned confusedly, trying to remember what promise he had given the man.

“What appointment? Don't tell me you asked to get married, no. I'm still normal,” Ryan concluded. It made Miko throw a sofa pillow at her best friend's husband. “Ngaco!"

“Alena time cravings right. You ask for barter, now I want to bill a promise. Accompany me to the rice field, make a search for eel.”

Ryan gawking. “Dolt? To the rice fields?”

Miko nodded. “Iya let's hunt. Hunt me down later. Later mbak Kunti keburu on come.”

“Why go to the paddy field anyway Mik? You can look for it in the supermarket,” he suggested.

“Make. My wife wants a fresh one, which still smells of mud, it should also be me who nyari.”

“Nyusahin time anyway!” chirp Ryan then.

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And here is where both are now. In a rice field with minimal flashlight lighting that Miko brought from home. Three hours had passed, but he could not get an eel.

“Udah the Mik. Search in the supermarket anyway.”

“Bawel this is Mr. Doctor. It has been clear since. My wife wants to eat my own eel, which still smells of mud.”

“Halah really complicated Mik. I live only tomorrow morning we go to the market, there must be a lot,” Ryan said while patting his cheek that was bitten by mosquitoes. Due to the dark circumstances, not to mention Ryan who was unfamiliar in such a place. He looked around, the atmosphere looked silent, at once he was goosebumps imagining if suddenly Mbak Kunti came to greet him. Imagine how he would run. The sound of frogs sounds like a simple sound to each other.

“Pak Doctor failed to be so desperate yes. He said he didn't know either,” Miko's nag.

“Mending just started not for twitching. It was me at that time, already dyed doang Pak. Not upset try. Suddenly the Doctor came to ruin everything. Try to imagine how shrunk my head down.” Miko is getting angry. Hearing the nagging of his best friend's husband, he also never got the eel as his wife wanted.

Seeing the upset Miko, Ryan chose silence. Let Miko struggle to find the eel, move from one place to another, carrying a hook. Even though his body was targeted by mosquitoes this time, he still busied himself patting the bad mosquitoes.

While Miko felt frustrated for three hours. However, he also did not get an eel. Many times he saw the watch in his hand. Time continued to move, what if until morning he did not get what his wife wanted.

Not because of the fear of Miranda's scolding. But he felt like he was going to be a useless husband. Who could not respond to his wife's request. But what he knows, people crave that his desire must be followed. With her hands up, Miko felt frustrated and wanted to cry.

“Lho, you cry Mik?” ryan asked with a surprised face to hear the sobbing from Miranda's husband.

“Shut!” joked Miko, while rubbing the corner of her eyes. “I don't cry just out tears,” kilahnya.

Ryan chuckled, what difference does it make? Her thought.

“Puses. What if I don't get it too, Doctor?” moo Miko.

“Search in the market tomorrow morning Mik. Don't cry everything, I'm friends. Keep bringing the mud from here. Definitely Miranda will not know kok,” said Ryan gave advice.

Miko shook her head. “I lied anyway. What if my kids are doing? Because the Papa is lying. My son three tablets Doctor.”

“Ya do not know..” replied Ryan resigned while holding his hand.

“If I don't get the eel either. I feel rich husband who does not use dong. Child's time asking for eels can't find.”

“Lagian why the hell should eel? Lele is so easy,” chirped Ryan.

“Only people crave it can request. That's mah maruk. This is all also because Mr. Doctor, Mr. Alby and Alena,”.

“Kok me and my wife? What's wrong we.”

“Nyukahin I was yesterday. If my wife will have a cravings that are stranger than Alena,” explained Miko. Ryan scratched his non-itchy nape. “This example is stranger than Alena. Your wife mending only asked Mia for chicken Mr. Samsul. Lah I night-time gini hanging out in people's paddy fields just for the sake of an eel.”

“Pak Doctor knows it feels rich...” Miko no longer continued her words, as she felt her hook move. His face immediately sparkled as he immediately pulled it, and he managed to get his eel. Instantly he felt relieved and happy to be able to bring back the eel.

Instantly the two immediately shouted excitedly, and did a tos.

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