You Are My Sunshine
The Part 127
The operation led by Wira this afternoon went smoothly and successfully. During Wira was in the surgical room, Dara was unceasingly praying that what her husband was doing was given smoothness and ease.
Fortunately, her pregnancy did not make it difficult for her to move, usually in the morning she often felt nausea and pain in her stomach. Nausea experienced is still within reasonable limits, not to the point of causing severe vomiting and also the anticipation drugs prescribed by doctor Raisa is very much helpful to reduce the complaint.
However, there was a time where Dara suddenly wanted some kind of food that he wanted to eat right then and there, only the food was sometimes unusual. Like tonight, Dara wants to eat a fried banana with a chili sauce topping, but it has to be Wira herself who makes it.
"Mas, his grandpa wants to eat fried bananas. But the fried banana wants to be made by Papa," he asked while struggling spoiled.
"My-what's-what?" the man was confused.
The handsome doctor was more used to holding a stethoscope and a scalpel, but this time he had to face the stove and frying pan. Bu Rina had persuaded her young mistress to be allowed to make it, but Bu Rina's unsuccessful persuasion even caused Dara to sulk even more and almost cry.
"alright. I'll make it." His affection for the woman who was carrying his baby was so great, that Wira gladly accepted the request of his beloved wife even though this was the first time he struggled in the kitchen.
Dara smiled cheerfully as her request was followed and accompanied Wira in the kitchen. With the direction of Bu Rina the handsome man made the fried banana that Dara wanted.
Wira painstakingly stirred the dough, peeling the banana and frying it despite the occasional splash of oil startling it. His expression when frying is amazing horror, he just found out that cooking is not as easy as it looks.
In Dara's eyes, Wira who wears an apron while holding a spatula looks increasingly handsome many times over. Makes her want to keep looking at her husband who is cooking.
After ripe, Wira immediately serves his homemade fried banana to Dara. Although there were some who were charred, but the pregnant woman instead stared at her food with a happy sparkle.
"OK okay, I won't throw it away" said the Hero full of proclamation. He pulled out a chair and sat down beside his wife.
Dara eat one by one fried banana with spicy chili sauce as the topping, whereas generally fried bananas served with chocolate or cheese topping. The hero only grimaced to imagine how it felt, he scratched his head not itchy because of the cravings experienced by his wife.
"Still Papa, the fried banana is delicious. Dedeknya like," he said while rubbing his stomach that has not yet bloomed.
The hero put his palm on the stomach of the wife greeted the baby, then scooped Dara into his lap and embraced it affectionately.
"Honey, I called and told you. Two more weeks of events to announce our wedding will be held. Everything has been prepared, but I ask the party is simple because it does not want you who are pregnant exhausted if it is held massively," he said.
"I'll just go along how good it is. I don't understand such things" replied Dara, who drowned her face in her husband's chest.
"Mas, Dedek wants something else." Dara looked up and looked at Wira with an adorable face.
"Huh. Wh-what's that?" The hero is again surprised by Dara's wishes. His feelings immediately turned agitated, lest the strange request again like Dara had done to him lately.
"We went to Yuk's room. I'll tell you later." Dara stood up and pulled the arm of the Hero, the man could only resign and followed his wife into the main room with a giant step.