The Childish Husband
Pamite

The video call ended because Clara was willing to sleep. He was very satisfied after hearing the presentation from Ben earlier. His motivation for living is money and money.

Ben also fell asleep without worry because he was not accompanied by his wife.

At Papa Darman's residence, Lestari is worried about Ben. What is her husband doing now? Is he asleep or not? Are you thinking about him or not?

His mind is so raging. He closed his eyes to sleep.

The next day, Lestari woke up from sleep. He rushed to the bathroom. After that, he planned to go down to the kitchen. I want to help cook the maids in this house.

Not to seek attention from the people in the house including Papa Darman and Mama Rita, but rather to dispel boredom. To remove Ben's name from his mind. Because if he does not do activities, he actually thinks about Ben. Although bsia is certain that all his conjectures are true.

"Miss Lestari, why go to the kitchen? What do you want to cook, Non?" ask one of the servants who were there.

"I want to cook, Bi. There's chicken, isn't there?" Not presumptuous. But Lestari is the daughter-in-law in this house. He has the right to do anything, while not harming anyone.

"Chicken? There always is, Non. What do you want to cook?" ask the other maid. "Or if I may just cook for Non-Lestari. Later Non that taste test part alone." The maid gave advice. After all, it was inappropriate to let her master bother cooking.

"I want to cook, Bi. Can you please prepare the ingredients?" Lestari asked for help while she was in the chair that was there.

"Ready, Non."

They also prepared everything. Once all is ready, Lestari just started cooking. He was quite confident cooking in front of the maids because he felt that his cooking was good enough. After all, he only cooked a small portion for him to marry himself. Or if there is more, may be for her in-laws.

After the cooking was finished, he prepared it on a plate. Before that, he asked the people in the kitchen to taste it.

"It feels good, Non," praised one of the maids.

Followed by the praise of the four servants who were there. "Yes, Non. It's really good."

"Yes, it's delicious."

While trying to enjoy the chicken soy sauce at the kitchen table, Mama Rita suddenly came.

"Dance, what's going on here?" mama Rita asked worriedly. Pregnant women like Lestari should not bother being in the kitchen.

"This, Ma. Cook chicken soy sauce. Mama want to try?" tawar Lestari while showing the results of his food. He then put the dish into his mouth. "Mmm .. delicious, Ma. Would you try it?"

Mama Rita is approaching. "Where to try." He also took a fork to taste Lestari cuisine. "Emm .. delicious, dear. Mama wants to dong." Mama Rita loves her daughter-in-law's cooking. Moreover, chicken is one of his favorite foods.

"By, Ma. Let's eat together." Lestari happy. He found happiness in this house. The pressure of siding with his household problems momentarily drifted from his mind.

They enjoy chicken soy sauce while joking. But, they did not discuss Ben at all for fear of offending Lestari. Mama Rita does not want to make the daughter-in-law think.

Slowly the love of Mama Rita who was given to Ben, now divided much for Lestari. At first he was compassionate with what Lestari experienced, let alone the cause was the child.

But, for a long time he became happy and happy when he was with the son-in-law. Mama Rita became increasingly familiar with Lestari from day to day.

Not long after, Papa Darman joined to enjoy soy sauce chicken made by Lestari. Not much, but enough to eat three. Although the Papa Darman section is only a little because it has just come.

"Well, this is good, Tar." Papa Darman is also addicted. But, because not full of eating soy sauce chicken made by Lestari, Papa Darman also took rice and other side dishes to enjoy.

Meanwhile, Mama Rita chose to continue her breakfast with a loaf of fresh bread along with strawberry jam. Not to forget, he asked his assistant to make white milk.

Lestari did not continue breakfast because she felt full. He only drinks milk for pregnant women who he just bought last night while in the mall.

In the afternoon, Mama Rita did not go anywhere. He wanted to accompany Lestari, not wanting to leave the son-in-law for even one second.

"We watch a movie yuk, Tar," asked Mama Rita when she saw the face of Tari back cloudy. He sat in the front yard enjoying the flowers and various kinds of plants.

"Ben now what's up, Ma?" asked Lestari when she realized the presence of the in-laws.

Mama Rita sits next to Lestari. He sighed for a moment. "You miss him, son?" ask Mama Rita. He really misses Ben too.

"It's a long time, Ma. But, she definitely didn't miss me," lirih Lestari lamented in frustration.

Mama Rita rests Lestari's head on her shoulders. "I'm sorry, honey. Because of Ben you're like this. It's supposed to be pregnant like this you're accompanied by full Ben."

"It's Mama's fault for not being so good at educating her." Mama Rita blames herself. He only realized that his upbringing had been less than optimal. He spoiled his son too much.

"No, Ma. Maybe this is the way. After all, it's Lestari's fault for not being able to keep the honor while with Ben. Dance must be a mother inevitably, ready not to be ready. Though the dream of Dance is actually still long, Ma."

Mama Rita listened to all the complaints of Dance. He is endlessly supporting his son-in-law.

Once it felt enough, Mama Rita permission to go into her magnificent house. He decided to call his friend. In fact, it was Ben he was going to call.

I don't know how many days he hasn't communicated with Ben. Even when Lestari stayed here, Ben did not contact him. Even if he deliberately did not contact Ben first, he wanted to ascertain whether Ben still cares about Lestari or not. But, it turns out that his son did not care.

Mama Rita tries to contact Ben, but isn't picked up. Repeatedly contacted, but there was no answer again and again. "Based on a brash kid," he regretted.

"What's up, Ma?" asked Papa Darman who saw his wife look upset. He also approached Mama Rita.