The Bujang Lapuk
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"Ughhh!" Za was shocked as she felt her stomach twitch violently.

"Why, Deck?"

"The kick is very tight,"

"Times?" Fadhil put down his phone and felt Za's distended stomach.

"So wonder what kind of girl a guy is. It's as great as it is."

Za has not asked her child's gender. Although his curiosity stirred. Same with Fadhil.

Fadhil chuckled as he looked at his wife's stomach which formed a bulge. "What's the leg of the hand, this?"

"Where to know, Mas," said Za.

"Next month we see the gender, huh? Don't buy clothes with the same equipment."

After thinking for a while, Za agreed to Fadhil's remarks. They have to buy clothes and other baby needs. Although this is not the first experience but still excited to prepare the needs of the baby. Same as when buying the necessities for Alif first.

Za beringsit got out of bed. His movements can no longer be as agile as before. His body is growing, although not too.

"Where are you going?"

"Look at Al first. Whether you are asleep or not" replied Za.

Although Alif has become more independent, but Za's affection has not changed. Even as she became pregnant and the birth of her baby was getting closer, Za was getting more and more attention on Alif. Afraid of losing Alif, that reason was always spoken of by him.

"Have you slept?" ask Fadhil st. Za back into the room.

"Already," said Za. "To angkringan yuk, Mas!" take her with you while taking the jacket. And also replace the negligee with long pajamas.

"Don't he eat?"

"Cold satay shells. Comeon!"

Fadhil moved and took the key from the drawer.

"Wear the bike, Mas," said Za because he was ready with his jacket.

"Cold, Za," refuted Fadhil.

"It's a jacket" Za insisted. "Let's get a handle on it, Mas. It's romantic,"

Fadhil chuckled and took the key. Za's desire has been unexpected lately. Things he had been waiting for. When his wife is pregnant and he will be preoccupied with all his requests. Even though his wishes are only trivial things. Though during their marriage Za never invited him to eat in angkringan.

"The tight grip!" before launching the motor. Even calculating how many times they rode the motorbike can be counted with fingers.

Za held her body forward despite having to be obstructed with her large belly to wrap her arms around.

"Get up again, Za!" exclaim Fadhil because the streets are still quite crowded even though it is almost ten o'clock in the night.

"Can't anymore. It's stuck!"

"Once the front red light was over, Mas," Za pointed towards the front as they were about to cross the intersection.

Fadhil stopped the motor in a fairly crowded angkringan. A little far from his house.

Za took the plate and took out some skewers.

"What do you want?" ask Za.

"Just you,"

"Don't joke, Mum. In front of people, you see" whispered Za annoyed by Fadhil's reply.

"The coffee is just a little bit."

Za also repeated Fadhil's order to the angkringan seller. They are looking for a place to blend in with other buyers who are dominant male.

"Wrap it, huh?" fadhil said slowly. It was almost like whispering.

"Why? I want to eat here. Not long. This is just doang. The drinking isn't yet."

"You've seen a lot of people." Fadhil took the plate from Za's hand and took his wife to his feet.

"Wrap it up, Mas!" fadhil said to angkringan sellers.

Not waiting long, a plastic bag containing their order was extended by the angkringan seller. Fadhil paid for it and took Za's hand to leave the place immediately. Although in the middle of the road he had to face his wife who sulked because it did not so eat in angkringan. Even when he got home, Za was still grumbling.

"Za, don't you realize how many people you see?"

"Just the psyche. They have eyes that can see anywhere" Za said with annoyance.

"No, anyway I don't want to send you to that place again. Can eat in angkringan but the quiet. All sell their sales" said Fadhil.

"Some jealous," Za replied tightly

"Emang yes. Wh why? Is it natural that you are jealous when you are seen by many people? I don't like that!"

"Little boy!" mumbling Za.

"Who's like a child? You, right?"

"You!"

"You're the one, a little cranky."

"You! There's nothing, it's jealousy!"

"Jealous sign of love, Za."

"Know ah! Here's sateenya!" Za took a plastic bag from Fadhil's hand. Then eat it in the yard. Don't eat at Angkringan. Eating in front of the house is equally roofed sky that is studded with stars. Although it must be interspersed with silly debates with Fadhil.