You Are My Sunshine
The Part 115
Upon arrival at home, Dara entered first still with her face bent regardless of her husband, even the rujak that Wira bought was left just like that in the car.
Wira glanced at the parcel Dara left behind, patiently taking it inside the house and asking Bu Rina to move the contents into the serving plate.
"Mom Rina, please deliver her spirit to the room" he ordered.
"Good sir."
Wira follows Dara who has entered first to the main room. He spread his gaze and did not find his little wife, but then his ears caught the sound of water rustling from the bathroom, it seemed like Dara was cleaning herself.
There was a knock on the door and the sound of Miss Lina asking for permission to enter. The hero opened the door of his room and took over the tray containing the bowl of rujak that Bu Rina had brought.
Shortly afterwards Dara came out of the bathroom only wearing a bathrobe, his wife looks so fresh and beautiful to make Wira adore him more. The tall man approached while carrying the bowl and smiled at him.
"Honey come sit down first, I'm a bribe" he asked softly.
Dara is actually still arrogant, but when he saw the look of fresh rujak he finally tempted and obeyed the words of Wira to sit on the sofa. Wira feeds a spoonful into Dara's mouth, then a moment later his wife cries instead.
"Why are you crying, hmm?" The hero panicked as Dara suddenly broke into tears, he put the bowl he was holding onto the table and his fingers removed the clear crystal round the smooth cheek of his wife.
"The rain is not good.I want the one on the side of the road earlier, do not want this one," he whined while crying as he pleased.
"Honey, I didn't buy it because it wasn't hygienic there. Isn't that equally rujak? or would I ask Miss Rina to make it as you please, how?" his bargain remained patiently persuaded Dara.
"Bad brass! I just want a voice that didn't want anything else. This is the dedeknya who asked, you know, just asking for that is not possible time anyway? I don't want to talk to you again!" annoyed.
Dara climbed into the bed, buried her face on the pillow and came back crying. The hero approached, he sat on the edge and tried to touch Dara's hair, but then Dara brushed her hand away.
"Don't touch me! Go not near. I hate the same Mas," she cried again still in her tears.
"Honey, don't sulk dong. Please. I'm sorry, yes" please.
Perplexed, this was the first time Dara had rejected him and sulked this badly. If Dara did not even want to be touched and approached by him, then it was a great disaster because his nights would be in an emergency situation.
"Get out of this room! I don't want to see Mas, I want to sleep alone." Dara throws pillows and bolsters to the Hero blindly.
Ms. Rina who had been in the middle room since then, approached Wira when she saw the appearance of her master from behind the door of her room with a tangled face.
"Mrs why Sir?" Without further ado, Rina immediately asked because her young mistress's shrill cry sounded out of the room.
The hero scratched his head not itchy and told the cause of his wife rampage. After hearing Wira's words, Ms. Rina gave her smile.
"That's how young pregnant women are, sir. It's better if the lady's will is obeyed, it's called cravings, baby's luggage," explained Ms. Rina.
"But I'm afraid Dara's stomach hurts if she eats that roadside dish" he lamented.
"Usually if it is not obeyed later at the birth of the baby ngeces, sir." Ms. Rina actually does not believe in the myth, she uses that way so that Wira softens and wants to grant Dara's request.
"really?" ask the worried hero.
Bu Rina nodded vigorously to have Wira convinced that the myth was true.
"Then I'll go buy it."
Finally Wira took the keys to her car and rushed away to buy the voice that Dara wanted.
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