Wife To Alan
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"Rare you getting out?"
Inanti shook her head, she ate her part of the porridge. "At home, tar I made you."
"Bikin what, Yank?" Alan asked while taking a bribe from his wife.
The two had breakfast while watching TV, where Nadia was sunbathing after Alan bathed.
"What do you want, what do you want?"
"Bikin Nadia yuk's brother."
"Mas ih," said Inanti who was upset when her husband started to deviate from such a thing. He cannot serve fully. "I haven't done it either."
"Handering, Yank. What the hell I want, I'll give you a tip."
"Love tip everything," muttered Inanti. "If the intention goes directly into the account."
"Hem, I've guessed."
Inanti laughed, she returned to feed her husband. "The bury is good that likes to pass in front of the house, Mas."
"Which house?"
"Your old house. If eight o'clock likes a porridge, I like to wait in the room, my room is on the edge."
Alan was silent, his chewing swallowed considering he had the heart to put his three-bodied wife to sleep in the room of a former maid.
Inanti was aware of his words. "Mas, chew it."
"Huh? Yes," Alan replied back chewing. "My papu is better, Yank."
"Emang yes?" Inanti asked could not believe that a man like Alan could cook very well. Moreover, the typical Indonesian porridge that tastes very delicious.
Alan is indeed an expert in making foods such as toast, pancakes or omelette. But for Indonesian heavy food, Inanti doubted it.
"Masa? You can, Mas?"
"Ngeledek. Look at lunch I'll make the food."
Inanti laughing. "What do you want to do?"
"What do you want? Alan Mah can love everything, Nan. Uday handsome plenary, could be assistant wife again. It's a dream, right?"
"Based on human hyperbole," Inanti muttered to herself. "But the ingredients are just vegetables like corn, cucumber, chickpeas like eggs, Mas."
"Abis dipake cook with Mamah when less?"
"Yes," Inanti replied with pursed lips.
Alan gulped a rough saliva could not bear. He finally kissed his wife's lips.
CUPS.
"Geez, Mas" said Inanti who made soy sauce on the tip of her husband's lips attached to her.
"Udah ah, Yank. I'm gonna wake the baby up first."
"Don't build it, it'll be fussy."
"I'll be the one who's worried."
"Say you want to cook."
And sure enough, Alan woke Nadia there until the baby was crying loudly. Alan carried, timang, given a joke many times, still crying.
Until finally, "Yank."
"Well, what do I say, too" said Inanti finishing her food and came. He pursed his lips at the griny Alan. "Here, eat the lion again sleep not to be disturbed."
"Abis gemesh really, want to kiss continue."
And Inanti applosan, "The mother also has something to disturb the child.
That's when Alan grinned, "Cieee..., Here or Sun used to be the same Mas Alan, Yank."
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As he said, Alan bought groceries together with Inanti at the mall. Alan who holds the baby makes the female visitors look at him for a long time, Alan is the dream papa.
Inanti is uncomfortable getting that look, especially when she walks next to her tall husband.
"Where are you going, Yank?" Alan's question dragged Inanti closer by embracing her. "Don't be far from Mas Alan, tar belibet if you say."
When in the quiet part, Inanti said, "They see you continue."
"Jomblo mah that, likes to be easily charmed. Just a few days ago."
"Absolute fascination with you?" Ask Inanti annoyed.
"Just like us, they envy your position. Uda the antepin aja, the guy Ganteng Paripurna also wants the same you."
Alan sat Nadia in a special baby chair in a trolli, she who pushed and Inanti who chose groceries.
"Buy this, won't you, Mas?"
"Don't aida, you mostly eat spikes, Nan. Even though the doctor said no knock, fix Nadia's chair."
Inanti silently got the reprimand
"Later on, darling. If Nadia's been greedy I bought aida's factory."
"Basic," muttered Inanti pinched her husband's stomach.
When he chose to return, his wife took him to the health department. There Inanti bought massage oil.
"Make what, Yank?"
"It's time to eat."
"You sick? Which part?"
"No pain, just a loin."
Alan remembered something back then as well. His wife's menstruation stayed a little, and his waist ached.
"Yank, wait, go to the toilet first. Just wait there, sit down and pesen."
"Yes, Mum."
Alan slides into the bathroom to contact Karl, asking that the massage machine he bought for his wife be given to his mother.
Alan smiled, he himself was going to be his wife's massage machine.
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TBC.