
On the way to the house, Dira always silenced her mouth and did not want to say a word.
While Arya did not want to make the atmosphere more turbid and decided to shut up. Lagian Arya also still remember the words of the doctor to maintain the mood of Dira, Arya also did not want to argue because of small problems.
Arriving at home. Dira still sulked, even his desire to eat salad and meat soup did not cross Dira's mind anymore. But Arya did not want to stay silent. Arya goes to the kitchen to make Dira a fruit salad as well as meat soup for Dira, even Bibi had offered to help Arya, but quickly Arya refused.
Arya wants to make it all herself for her future son. Arya wants to introduce the taste of the cuisine of the daddy, while he is still in the womb.
"Done .. stay up and give a surprise to Dira. Dira will definitely like the food I make," said Arya with a sparkling face. Arya also brought fruit salad and meat soup on the tray and headed to their room.
When Arya got into the room. Arya saw Dira who was lying on the bed hugging the roll, Arya approached the bed and put the tray on the table.
After that Arya climbed into the bed and stroked Dira's cheek gently. Sometimes Arya lands a fleeting kiss on Dira's head. While Dira who was disturbed also squirms, and sees who interfered with his deep sleep.
"Ughhh ...." Lugguh Dira during his sleep disturbed.
"Dear awake. You haven't eaten since last afternoon, I've had meat soup dishes and fruit salads" whispered Arya softly.
While Dira who heard the words of the cuisine from Arya's mouth immediately widened instantly, Dira could not believe if Arya could cook. Dira quickly sat down, and looked around.
"You're looking for soup and salad, huh?" Dira nodded his head quickly.
"Tara .. This is the soup and salad here. Try to eat, this is all I made. Do you feel good or not?" arya asked with a proud smile.
"Serious brother who made it? Whether you can cook, as Dira brother can only finish the food Dira made," replied Dira who did not believe.
"If you don't believe. Try to taste this cuisine, the same or not made by Aunt? If the same means brother lied, but if different you can come later," said Arya a little upset. Dira hesitantly took a spoonful of soup, and immediately sipped the soup.
Glucose!
Dira's eyes widened when the taste of the soup was so tempting on Dira's tongue. Without saying much Dira directly devoured the soup made by Arya, even Dira ate everything greedily.
Arya who saw Dira so voraciously immediately smiled in satisfaction, even in her mind, Arya would always cook for Dira.
"It turns out my son loves his daddy cooking. Every day daddy will cook you food, baby, so you can feel how much daddy loves you and mommy," said Arya while stroking Dira's stomach.
"Sister! This is very good, Dira likes and wants to add can? Dira's stomach is still not full" said Dira with a spoiled look.
"Wait a minute, brother will get you again. Remember don't go anywhere, you're enough in bed and can't get tired" Arya replied as she passed away.
Look at your daddy, honey. She was looking forward to you, growing healthy fast we were all waiting for your presence, gunam Dira by stroking her stomach.
Shortly after that Arya returned to the room with a lot of food. Arya did not hesitate to bring all the pots she made cooking earlier, and do not forget the reskuker. Dira clearly gawked as Arya brought a lot of equipment inside the room.
"Sister! You're nothing at all. Why do you take your reskuker and pot into the room, do you want to make our room into a kitchen?" asked Dira who was very surprised. While Arya is just an indistinct whimper.
"No need, brother! I can bring myself down. I'm not a sick person who can't go anywhere, either" replied Dira with a mouthful of food.
"Dear understand. I'm doing this all for you, I'm so worried about you. I don't want you to get hurt or soy sauce" explained Arya a little riled up.
Dira just rolled his eyeballs lazily, when he heard Arya's protective attitude.
"It's up to you! You're a super protective husband, but I like it anyway" Dira said with a cry.
"It's the same with me. This is also for the good of you and our future child" Arya replied very happily.
After that Arya returned out of Dira's room, and Dira returned with her activities eating soup made by Arya. Even a bowl of fruit salad also ludes in eating Dira.
"It's going to be pregnant. Anything is not allowed, any food is prepared. No papa is enjoying life like a queen in these 7 months, surely my weight will swell because it is too happy," Gunam Dira with a satisfied smile.
Dira is really happy if Arya is like this, because she feels like a queen in the kingdom.
***
On the other hand, Arya was picking up the phone from Seto. Arya is a little upset because it should be a fun day for her and Dira, but in fact Seto annoys them both.
"What are you calling me on Seto nights! Although not too late but you disturb my togetherness with Dira, when I was just happy, you know it is damaged because of you," said Arya very upset.
"Your life will never be separated from Aryan's pussy. Never mind why, I'm really amused to see you like that" replied Seto, chuckling.
"Like me. Indeed you are the most heartless person, just as his own wife has no love. If you've been staying just know how you feel," Arya replied with a laugh.
While Seto immediately badmood heard Arya say like this, he was really lazy to discuss Sekar for now.
"Already, don't talk about Sekar anymore. Males I discussed him, we better discuss this alone," said Seto lazily. Indeed Seto and Sekar married because of Sekar's trap, so Seto would not want to have to marry Sekar.
"What's talking about? From now on you just say seriously glaring, just get to the point!" An annoyed Arya. Instantly the atmosphere became silent when Arya asked Seto to say in essence, until a few minutes later there was a long breath from Seto.
"Wowwab!" Shouted Arya who was annoyed.
"Gibran is back, Arya!"
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