Wife To Alan

Wife To Alan
Nadia Cannon

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As usual, Alan makes a pilgrimage to the tomb of his first son. After praying and saying a prayer, he went home.


On the way, Alan sees a roadside merchant. He pulled over to ask.


"What trade, sir?"


"Moringa teak line, sir."


Alan took one and saw, he knew very well what the efficacy was. "Make it yourself?"


"Yes, sir" replied the old man.


Looking from the packaging, the way of selling looks very slick.


"Can I order it periodically?"


"Can, Sir. How much do you need?" The old man looked excited.


"I need six packs every week. Send it to this address, sir. For this week I take it myself."


"Please, Sir."


Alan knew that his wife really likes spicy food, and he wanted to compensate with drinks that are beneficial to the body.


As he expected, on his return and apartment, Alan smelled the yawning scent of dried chilies.


"Yank?"


"Make it, Mas."


"Nadia?"


"Still bobo, don't be disturbed."


Alan came closer to the kitchen. "What's that?"


"Balado squid."


"Red is very."


"The chili powder cake I made really, look at the container."


Alan hugged his wife from behind while kissing Inanti's neck. "Darling…."


"Mas ih! I'm cooking again."


"Mamah chat to me, ask if you make cooking lessons. Wanna?"


"Eum... What is Bi Idah?" Inanti turned off the stove first and turned to look at her husband.


As if given a chance, Alan wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. "Bi Idah will make it clean, or whatever you want. Partially he's from coming in the morning nyampe noon."


"I mean the less is also a bit unfortunate, later Bi Idah is still there."


"Continue?"


"Oh Allah, O Lord, do you know that Bi Idah has been working with you for a long time. She's cooking, I learned from others."


"Our rights dong, anyways I pay."


Inanti. "The name is selfish, Mas. Although not saying, Bi Idah hurt. He's a cook, a really nice pinter."


Alan quiet. "But you want to, right?"


Inanti nodded. "At least if the teacher wants to come, a little afternoon. Let the food be eaten with you, my results."


Alan smiled, he approached and. CUP. Smacking his wife's lips.


"Mas ih, mode."


"Every day?"


"No, twice a week. Starting next week, when you graduate."


"Mommy?"


"If Mamah wants to come along, because if every day kasian Mamah bulak Depok-Jakarta."


"Mommy's a hobby."


"When twice a week what about Mom?"


Inanti nodded, making Alan look for an opportunity to rub her delicate cheeks.


"There's a bath."


"Are you?"


"Udah. Work right?"


"Yes, how's dong? You will miss me, Nan. Missed crying temehek mehek same meoh."


"Lebay, where am I."


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Alan feels alive, he's getting what he needs right now. The clothes have been prepared by his wife, breakfast, and also the baby as the best view.


"Wake up, honey." said Alan to kiss his daughter. It smells special baby. "De....., wake up yu."


Nadia squirms and goes to sleep again.


"Miss?"


"Yes?" Inanti is still in the kitchen.


"Nadia I'm sunbathing?"


"Bring here, Mas. Hang it on the glass door."


Alan did so, after he was neat with a shirt and fragrant fragrant, he brought Nadia to be dried in the morning sun. 


Not to forget, Alan put on an eye patch so as not to glare. He was lying on the edge of his daughter, on the floor.


"Let's get your shirt tangled again, Mas."


"No, Nan. I want to kiss him."


"Basic," Inanti's mutter looked at her husband who was asleep next to Nadia, as her lips pressed against their daughter's cheeks.


Alan clasped Nadia's little hand. "De..., Get up," he whispered.


"Breakfast first, Mas. I'm gonna be eight o'clock, you'll be late."


"Boss is free" said Alan glorifying himself.


"Free, but you have to give a good example to the people dong, Mas."


"So good, My Darling," said Alan standing up, kissing his wife's cheek. 


Which makes Inanti a little uncomfortable. "Well, I stink of onions, Mom."


"You're sweet, like a clammy sugar cane. Make me addicted."


"Please, don't start."


Alan chuckled, he was about to eat his breakfast. At that moment, Nadia was crying.


"I'm just, Mom."


"Don't." Alan held Inanti's hand. "You're cooking from the morning, cape right? Have eaten. Nadia let me be fat first."


Inanti sat back down and looked at Alan who was approaching their daughter. 


Alan opened Nadia's blindfold. "Baaaa.., Papa's son is awake. Here Papa gendong. Uh...., Kangen Papa huh?"


Until Inanti remembers something. "Mas, be---"


"Aduhhhhh... The Princess Papa really peed?" Alan stared at Nadia's face as if holding something back, with water soaking down her clothes.


Not long after.. Duuuutttttttt!


Nadia farted, she was surprised by the sound of her own fart to the point of crying.


"Sir papa, honey. Dede's surprised, huh? No papa, there was a falling cannon."


"Mass?"


"Yukkk ah shower again with Papa. Don't cry, the cannon is also the throwing dede."


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Tbc