Wife's Choice Mom
124 - COOKING FOR THE BARREL

At 02:00 in the morning.

Barrel awakens from sleep, the woman immediately sits down and wakes Arga up.

"Mas, wake up mas," Laras brushed off the blanket and shook Arga's shoulder.

Arga with a very sleepy face, tried to open his eyes but his body still did not move, only his eyes seemed to be squeaking trying to see clearly the face in front of him.

"What's the matter, dear?" asked the man in a hoarse voice.

"Mas, I'm hungry" Laras said as he repeatedly gulped his saliva and stroked his distended stomach.

"Huh?" arga's eyes are rounded.

"Honey it's 2pm, you want to have dinner like this? wasn't it before you went to bed that you had finished two rice dishes? now you're hungry again?" asked Arga in disbelief that his wife was starving.

The man's eyes were suddenly bright, the drowsiness that had attacked instantly vanished when he heard the desire of Laras who wanted to eat in the middle of the night.

"Yes mas, I'm still hungry, you want to not cook fried rice for me?," asked the beautiful woman staring expectantly at her husband.

"Haaahh??" Arga's eyes opened wide in disbelief at what the wife asked.

"Darling, I can't make fried rice" said Arga confusedly frowning.

"Later I will teach mas, mas do not want the child in my stomach is starving? And later at birth will be thin and malnourished?," Baras tap his mouth, his face looks funny.

Arga hastily lifted his body and sat down beside Laras.

"Don't, no! Yes, dear, I will make you fried rice, but you must help and teach me," said Arga to fulfill the request of the pregnant woman.

How happy the beautiful woman was to hear Arga's reply, she immediately hugged the handsome man beside her, then buried her head in the chest of her beloved husband.

"Thank you mas, mas always obey the wishes of our prospective children," said the woman continued to hold tightly Arga.

"Dear, I will do anything for you and our future child" said Arga taking off his arms and looking at his wife's face.

"The more days your face gets prettier," Arga praised Laras while gently rubbing the pretty face.

"Oh yeah? Ordinary feeling mas, from the first my face like this, there is no change whatsoever," Laras replied as it is.

"That's how you feel, but my eyes and feelings are different, since I've been by your side every day, I feel like you're getting more beautiful. There is no woman out there who can beat your beauty dear, both face and heart," Arga praised his wife honestly.

Laras smilingly looked at Arga, the woman was flattered to be praised by the handsome man.

"I am most ashamed to be praised. Come on, let's go to the kitchen, he said he'd make me some fried rice?" take the beautiful woman inching down from the bed.

"Come, I'm carrying?" Arga got out of bed and helped the pregnant woman get out of bed.

"No need mas, I still have the strength to walk to the kitchen," Laras refused to smile as he began to step foot towards the door, while Arga's hand did not go out holding the pregnant woman.

Arriving in the kitchen, did not wait for a long time, Laras immediately prepared spices and rice.

Baras immediately peeled the onion, Arga took a knife and intended to peel the onion.

"Mas, don't peel the onions, let me. I've never done this job, I'm afraid your hands will be hurt" she said.

"Keep, what am I helping?" the man asked confusedly.

"Later to stir the rice only," Laras told.

The woman put a little chilli and some onion cloves into the blender glass, then blended it.

"Please turn on the stove and put a pan on it" Pinta Laras.

Arga immediately followed Laras' words and took a neatly arranged pan inside the kitchen set.

"Is this really his frying pan?," Arga still asked, the man was afraid to take the wrong tool that his wife meant.

"Yes right, I learned from where, can you tell if this is a skillet?," pointed Laras at the object that Arga was holding.

"When I used to live with my mom, I often heard my mom ask me to get a frying pan to the workers at home. And I saw the worker take this thing," answered Arga, pointing at the object in his hand and lifting it up.

Laras laughed and nodded his head repeatedly.

"It turns out mas is smart, just by listening, you can immediately get a lesson about something," praised the beautiful woman while taking a pan from Arga's hand.

The barrel turns on the stove and puts the pan on the stove then gives a little cooking oil in the pan.

Deftly the beautiful woman fried the eggs of the cow's eyes, once cooked, immediately put them on the plate.

The barrel has also finished blending the seasoning and then heating the oil with a deliberately reduced stove fire.

"Now the task of the mas saute the roof," the woman asked.

Arga nodded, with a slight hesitation the man tried to stir the seasoning that Laras had put into the pan, occasionally the man kept his head away avoiding the hot oil splash.

"The oil is like chasing me" Arga said with a panicked look.

Laras smiled at the panicked looking husband as a splash of oil shot to his face.

"It's okay mas, the fire has been reduced," said Laras while putting white rice into the pan, giving salt and sweet soy sauce.

"Please keep stirring the rice so that it does not burn, I sit for a while," said Laras sitting in a plastic chair that is usually used by Lina to sit while cooking.

"Dear, you sit down first, you must be tired of standing still," sahut Arga turned for a moment towards Laras who had been leisurely sitting on a chair watching her husband who was still struggling in front of the stove.

Arga was still busy stirring the rice according to the orders of Laras, while occasionally his hands went into the frying pan took a few grains of rice and put them in his mouth and chewed them

"What a son," murmured the man felt the love of fried rice that felt really good on his tongue.

Indeed, everything cooked and seasoning formulated Laras always feels good on the tongue of the rich man, never once his tongue feels the food Laras tasteless or salty, or salty, all spices formulated by the hand of the wife always fit and fit on her tongue.

While Arga was still tasting and enjoying the fried rice grains while his hands continued to stir the rice in the pan, suddenly the handsome man was startled with a gentle touch on his waist, he felt that two hands had coiled up and hugged his body from behind.

"Dug, dug, dug,"

Suddenly Arga's heart was racing, his blood seemed to flow profusely, feeling the touch.

The handsome man was surprised instead of playing, not usually the beautiful woman who was almost a year into his wife, suddenly hugged her tightly like that.

His wife who is shy and also very innocent, is now hugging him so tightly by using both hands and leaning his head on Arga's back.

"Honey.., thank you," said Laras softly from behind Arga's back.

For the second time Arga was again surprised.

Within a minute, the handsome man was silent, only his eyes and mouth were reacting, opening wide, showing shock at what he had just heard as well as felt.

The atmosphere became quiet, Laras still stuck his head on Arga's back, his hands remained tightly hugged from the waist to the husband's stomach, while the handsome man was still in disbelief with Laras's sudden attitude of hugging him from behind, his heart kept pounding fast.

During the wedding, the man had never heard a "happy" call from Laras, let alone get a sudden hug like this.

During this time Laras will only embrace Arga in certain situations and moments.

During this time Arga was always active and almost every day embraced his favorite wife.

Arga was still standing, his heart was so comfortable to get the woman's embrace, his hand outstretched holding the hand of Laras who was still tightly hugging her stomach, gently rubbing the woman's hand.

Then the man turned off the stove and turned his body to face the woman behind him.

The two faced each other, Laras slightly looked up at the husband, while Arga looked at his wife without blinking.

"Did I not hear wrong? What did you call me?" the handsome man confirmed Laras' words, perhaps he had heard wrongly or Laras had mispronounced.

"Yes, I didn't hear wrong" said Laras reassuring the handsome man.

"Thank you dear..," said Laras repeated his words while setting foot so that his body could be higher, then kissed Arga's forehead.

For the third time, Arga again surprised, eyes and mouth gaping get a kiss from the beautiful woman.

A second later, a smile fell on Arga's lips, his eyes unblinkingly staring at Laras, the man's eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Tonight your attitude is so sweet dear" said Arga full of excitement.

Laras just smiled while shutting his mouth feeling ashamed at Arga.

"Oh yeah baby, you said thank you, for what?" asked Arga curiously.

"Because the mas has cooked me fried rice, and because the mas always pay attention to me and prioritize me during my pregnancy," Laras told me.

"Oh because of thatu..," Arga smiled as he was a beard.

"You should be so sweet to me tonight. Yes, dear, equally, it is my duty to pay attention and prioritize you, let alone your condition that is now pregnant with my child," said Arga reaching into the hands of the pregnant woman and then peeling it alternately.

"Will you keep calling me "honey?"." the man asked later.

"Dear, I will call you on like this" the woman assured her husband.

"I'm very happy, you can call me "honey" or "papa" is also okay," said Arga teasing Laras, then hugged Laras and kissed the woman's forehead.

Barrel just smiled.

"I held the rice first," said Arga releasing a hug.

The man immediately took out a plate and put the fried rice in one dish then put the beef-eye egg on it.

Both walked to the dining table.

"Sit down" Arga pulled a chair for his wife.

"Thank you dear," said Laras took a bribe of Arga and chewed it slowly.

"Enak not my cooking?," asked Arga proudly.

"Emm, sweetie, who's concocting the season?" Laras pretended to ask.

Arga thought for a moment, rolling his eyes upwards.

"You," he said later.

"Well, that means I'm cooking this fried rice, not the mas,"

They laugh at the same time.

"But I am the one who stirred and prepared it" the man did not want to lose.

"Yes, yes, thank you for making me this fried rice" said Laras smiling.

Arga did not want to miss, the man ate the fried rice on the plate, devouring it quickly.

After eating one plate of fried rice and adding another plate, the two returned to the room and performed the tahajjud prayer, after which resumed sleeping.

*****

A few days later. At 17:00.

Looks Laras and Bik Lina are sitting casually on the porch of the house, while enjoying white crackers as wide as curly-shaped plates in a large jar.

Every afternoon has become a routine Laras waiting for the return of Arga on the porch of the house, sometimes the woman is waiting in the living room or in the living room.

Before long, Arga came home from the office, his luxury car rolled into the yard of the house.

The handsome man got out of the car, Laras immediately stood up to welcome the husband and kissed Arga's hand, Arga as usual harbored a kiss on Laras' forehead.

"What are you eating?" asked Arga, glancing at the large jar on the table.

"This is sir, eat cheap crackers, master will definitely not like, this is a small person's food," said the plain bik Lina still with a chew in her mouth that has not been exhausted.

"Try me to taste," Arga took one cracker from the jar.

"Crack"

The rich man bit the white and wide crackers he had in his hands.

"Hmmm..," his tongue continued to taste, tasting the white crackers, while his eyes moved left and right trying to judge the taste of the thousand crackers.

"It's not good" obviously the rich man frowned and put the rest of his crackers back on the table.

"Honey, it was said to be bik Lina, mas will definitely not like, where it may also like this cracker, this cracker thousand prices," said Laras laughing to pay attention to Arga's behavior.

"Yes, I don't like it, it just tastes salty, there is no spice" said Arga while holding Laras hand entering the house.

Bik Lina just smiled shaking her head at the behavior of her master, even so, bik Lina and the other workers felt comfortable and at home working at the wealthy master's house because Arga and Laras very well treated all the workers in his house.

*****

At 01:30 in the morning.

Arga suddenly woke up from sleep, for some reason his tongue was eager to eat the plate-wide curly crackers that he had tasted this afternoon.

The man saw his wife who seemed to be sleeping so quietly in the blanket, Arga deliberately did not want to wake Laras, he did not want to disturb his wife who was asleep.

Arga immediately got off the bed, then with a slow step without leaving a sound, went to the kitchen.

He was looking for the big jar that had been filled with crackers this afternoon, the man opened all the kitchen sets but did not find the food he wanted, for some reason he wanted so much to eat the crackers, he feels like a man cravings.

"Where does Lina keep those unpleasant crackers?," he murmured in frustration as he continued to search the entire kitchen.

"Ah that's it!," Arga's eyes looked at the large jar that was on top of the fridge.

The man immediately brought the jar and sat down at the dining table, directly opened the jar and ate it one.

"Crack"

Arga started biting those white and wide crackers.

"Eemm, it's delicious, it's crunchy," he muttered smiling all by himself.

Within minutes, the man had finished off three crackers.

"It looks good to be eaten with rice" he thought to himself.

The man immediately picked up the plate and took the rice from the magicom, then smeared the white rice with sweet soy sauce.

The man sat back at the table, then enjoyed the rice, soy sauce and crackers.

"Eemm, it's so good, it turns out," he muttered the mangosteen while continuing to smile alone.

While preoccupied with enjoying rice and crackers, suddenly a voice surprised Arga.

"Darling, what are you eating?" suddenly Laras was already standing five meters away from Arga sitting.

"Dear, why are you awake? Here I am eating rice and crackers" the man replied honestly as he continued to chew and bite at the wide crackers.

Laras approached and watched carefully the contents inside her husband's plate. The woman was aghast, frowning at the food that Arga was eating.

"Darling? Is it true that you ate this?," Laras asked in disbelief at his vision.

"Yes, I ate this, so why?" Arga asked again as he stood up from his seat and pulled out a chair for his wife.

Baras sat in the chair next to Arga.

"Just this afternoon mas said that these crackers are not tasty," said Laras staring at Arga in wonder.

"Yes, this afternoon was not good, but did not know that suddenly I woke up to remember this cracker," said the man chuckling as he continued to bite the cracker with a crisp sound "crack, crack".

Laras laughed at Arga who was eagerly eating food even though it was only rice, soy sauce and crackers.

"Mas must have craved it so midnight like this eating crackers with rice," Laras shook his head smilingly looking at Arga.

"Maybe," said Arga again put the rice into the mouth and bite the crackers.

"I used to eat like this too, baby" Laras told her husband.

"What's? you ate these crackers with rice and soy sauce?," Arga stopped the chewing staring at Laras.

"Yes, when I gave me 1 million dollars to spend" said Laras smiling.

Laras is indeed a great and broad-hearted woman, she has forgotten all Arga's previous treatment of her, so that this moment she has been able to smile sincerely to her husband.

Arga suddenly stopped his eating activities, the man's hand pulled the chair closer to the side of Laras.

"I'm sorry baby, I used to be so bad at treating you, I don't know if you used to eat like this, I really don't have a heart" Arga said.

The rich man held both hands of Baras and placed the woman's hand on his forehead.

Arga's eyes closed with remorse clasping Laras' hand on his forehead, the man tries to recall past events at the beginning of their marriage.

"It's all over, now I'm happy with you" said Laras pulling a hand from Arga's forehead.

Attentively, Laras rubbed her husband's face which now seemed to turn grim and sad.

"Have, don't be sad again, later our child will be sad," said Laras smiling comforting husband.

"Let's eat again, the rice is not over. Here I am the bribe," continued Laras while taking a plate near Arga.

The good woman scooped the remaining rice a few more spoons, then fed it into the mouth of the husband.

"Don't you love eating rice with crackers?," asked Laras smilingly teasing Arga.

"It's delicious, too" Arga chuckled as he continued to chew his food.

"Aren't you going to try it?" the man bargained.

"Don't love, I'm still kind of full,"

After Arga finished the rice on the plate, Laras also invited Arga back to the room.

"Honey, let's go to the room, tahajjud for a while, after that back to sleep, I'm already sleepy," Laras said as he yawned while closing his mouth.

"Alright," the handsome man complied with Laras' wishes.

Quickly and without having to ask permission again, the man carried Laras' body and took him to the room.

"Let me help you, I won't let you have any trouble walking into the room carrying this fat body of yours" said Arga, holding Laras up to the room.

Laras laughed at Arga's joke while pinching her husband's cheek.

"I love you baby" said Arga staring at Laras full of love.

"I love you too dear," Laras replied looking at Arga with the look of her eyes so tender.

The hearts of both of them were so happy, never had they felt such a big feeling of happiness with their partner before.

Both Laras and Arga, they always hope and pray at every worship of five times and nights so that they are given a long life and can spend the rest of their lives always together, forever...

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