Wife To Alan
Ask for Help Mamah

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"Assynolt…."

"Waalaikum greetings," Bi Rukmini replied opening the door. "Eh, son Alan. He's asleep, look in the room."

"Oh yeah, I brought a martabak for Auntie."

"Duh, ngerepotin. Inanti pesen?"

"Yes, Bi."

"Thank you, yeah."

Alan who was still carrying another bag immediately entered the room that Bi Rukmini intended. When he opened it, he saw his wife who was asleep next to Nadia who was sleeping with her mouth open.

There is a bed without a support bed. It made Alan sit on the floor next to his daughter.

"Dede, why the hell?" Alan repeatedly touched Nadia's lips so that her lips closed. Made Nadia look at the other side, but still closed her eyes.

"Mrs…. Dear…. His martab…. Nan…"

Inanti moaned as she felt a shock in her body.

"Mrs…. Honey... hey. Let's eat martabak."

Slowly, Inanti's eyes opened. "Mass? When are you here?"

"Barusan, nih martabak."

"Auntie?"

"That I love, let's eat…. Honeys as sweet as your husband."

Inanti could not bear it, she closed her eyes again.

"Yes…. Let's eat first, honey. "Miss…."

"Yes, I'm awake" Inanti muttered herself.

His messy hair made Alan clean it, he slipped his wife's long hair. However, his eyes were still closed.

"Darling.it's emam first."

"Hem? Aye." Yeah." Inanti opened her eyes again, she took a martabak and took a slice of honey cheese. "Aren't you eating?"

"Look you're already sweet, where can you hold sweet food sweet again, tar diabetes."

"Bas on the king of the dreadlocks."

"King in your heart dong, dear."

"Yes, whatever," muttered Inanti who was drowsy, occasionally closing her eyes. 

"Don't sleep first dong, darling. Mubadzir loh if not abis."

"Eat you eat."

Alan doesn't like sweetness, but he eats it for his wife. And when Inanti realized what her husband was doing, she immediately shifted the rest of the martabak towards her.

"Well, would you like to eat all the same?"

"Yes, make me doang" said Inanti standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"In the simple, Mas. Tomorrow again at the meal, good coking too. Wait here, I'll get you a drink."

"Cieee…. Who wants to layanin husband, really good. Who can't stand a handsome husband like Mas Alan."

"Yes in aja," said Inanti out, she took warm tea water for her husband.

It was late, and her aunt was asleep. In this narrow rented, it feels warm with yellow lights on the outside. Makes the atmosphere warm.

Upon returning to the room, Inanti sees Alan undressing to the point of leaving a t-shirt and boxer.

"Aren't you cold, Mom?"

"You're wearing it, too" said Alan, receiving a warm tea and drinking it. Afterwards he kept it on a small table at the end of the room. "Or do you purposely let me hug you? Ngaku, Nan's. Don't be like that. If you want to be hugged, just hug. Is it the same with Alan?"

Alan thought Inanti would return the prank, but unexpectedly the woman came and hugged her husband. Then Inanti said with quivering lips, "Cold, Mas."

Alan stiffened, he hesitantly returned his wife's embrace then asked. "Would you sleep in the bed?"

Inanti nodded. 

However, not yet they are under the same blanket, Nadia again crying to drink breast milk.

And it was forced that Inanti suckled her while turning her back to Alan who was holding her from behind.

"God…. Have a good night, my darling. Dreaming of me yes, let me open my eyes more and more longing. I love you" said Alab, then kissed Inanti on the forehead.

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On a clear morning, Alan was holding Nadia while sitting on a chair on the front terrace. The morning mist was still enveloping, Alan smilingly looked at the beautiful face of his baby.

His face was dominant, a blend of Chinese, Latin American and Sundanese descent. Coupled with the naturally beautiful Inanti.

"Mass?"

"Ahead, dear."

Inanti coming. "Well shower? How fast is it?"

"We're going home now."

"To the apartment."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't go to Eyang's house, Mas. Eyang said he wanted to make a big family dinner."

"Don't come here."

"Why?"

Alan was silent, he knew everyone was a sycophant for the sake of office. 

"Mass? Why?"

"No papa, just go home. I want to be with you, like yesterday again."

Inanti frowned. Alan himself forgave them, but they should have tried to think clearly and apologized sincerely. Not made. And Alan was afraid his wife would be hurt if she knew they were all just a charade. 

How does he know? His own papa told me they were still talking about Inanti in the back.

"Mass? Why even daydream? Why the hell?"

"I don't feel at home, Nan. Let's just go home so you can freely see your husband's face."

"Basic…. Start again...," muttered Inanti sitting next to her husband. "What's our stuff, Mas?"

"I told you to take it with Asep."

"We don't care about them."

"I've sent you a message, it's important business."

"You got work? I didn't say."

"Why should you say, his work is also the same for you. Horseplay."

Instantly Inanti pinches Alan at that moment, which makes her husband laugh.

"Nan?! It's breakfast before you go home."

"Yes, Bi."

"I want to change Nadia's diaper, like it's wet, Nan."

Inanti just nodded. There she saw her husband coming in. Inanti thought back to what she was going to do tonight. This really should have happened. Inanti wants all that merit and kindness, she also likes it when Alan treats her like a fragile diamond.

So from her, Inanti contacted Madelle. "Assalamualaikum.. Hello, Mah?"

"Waalaikum salan.. Yes, Nan? Wh why? You're still at your aunt's?"

"Yes, Mah. Now go home said Mas Alan."

"You know what, my brother said. Take care of me."

"Eum... When do you come home?"

"This morning is like it, because this morning Eyang Sekar has come out. Why, Honey? Do you need Mama's help? Just tell me come on…"

"Eum…. This can't be Nadia, Mah? Make it tonight."

"Well, why?"

Inanti was silent as an answer.

"Yes Allah. Sorry, Sweetheart. Mama failed to focus, Mama later to your apartment ya."

Inanti smiles. "Thank you, Mah."

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