Micheal Emerson's Choice
Episode 132 - Coming Moon Or Pregnant?
"I don't want to eat this, it stinks!" Zenwa pushed the fried chicken served by Bi Eni, even she covered her mouth and her forehead wrinkled deeply.
"But you asked yourself for fried chicken, dear," said Micheal with a confused face.
"But it still smells fishy, honey. Try kissing!" Zenwa half whined, Micheal smelled the chicken but there was only the usual aroma of fried chicken. Bi Eni who saw that was also confused, because it has been a few days Zenwa is very fussy when it comes to food and any aroma.
"So, what does Mrs Zenwa want to eat?" Ask Bi Eni then.
Zenwa thought for a moment before she finally smiled. "I want to eat fried noodles, which are spicy!" He said with great enthusiasm.
"Good, Mistress. Let Auntie make it," said Bi Eni then he immediately rushed to the kitchen.
Micheal sighed heavily, this incident has been repeated several times lately and honestly Micheal does not like the behavior of Zenwa who seemed very chatty and troublesome to others.
"Darling, you don't keep this up, dong! Kasian Bi Eni if you have to go back and forth to cook what you ask," said Micheal gently and carefully so as not to offend his wife, but it seems like his efforts were in vain because Zenwa began to frown.
"I can't eat that chicken, it really stinks and I don't want to eat, I'm like I'm going to throw up cooking, do I have to force it?" Zenwa said with a tone of emphasis.
Micheal sat up straight, cleared his throat and then smiled at Zenwa before his emotions grew.
"Alright, Honey. It's okay," Micheal said. "Then I eat first yeah, I have to go to the office." Zenwa simply nodded her head and she noticed Michael eating voraciously.
After Micheal ate, he immediately said goodbye to his wife.
After Micheal left, Zenwa waited for Bi Eni to cook very impatiently, but because he was hungry, Zenwa finally went to the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator and found citrus fruits.
"People taste better times yes, wear chili, hmmm." Zenwa's saliva will be dripping thinking of mango concoction with chili, uuff.
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Michael had arrived at his office, he immediately landed his butt in his chair. Micheal massaged his temple, his head feels dizzy especially when remembering Zenwa's behavior lately.
"Assalamualaikum, Dad," said Michael lethargicly.
"Greetings waalaikum, Mickey. Why is your voice so lethargic when it's still morning? If you're a leader, you can't be so lethargic!" Michael glanced at his father's talk.
"Yes, Dad. What's up?" Michael asked then tried not to argue with his father because his head was dizzy enough now.
"Daddy's next week Mommy's going to Jakarta, remember?"
"Yes, next week's inauguration as CEO, right?" Michael asked back.
"Thank God you remember, so? Have you prepared yourself?"
"Her...."
"You why the hell? Any more problems? With your company or your household?"
"Nothing, just a little tired" Micheal replied unconvinced.
"Relatedly? Just tell me if there's a problem, who knows Daddy can help." Micheal was silent for a moment, he took a deep breath.
"En, Dad. Did Mommy ever ask you to fight over something trivial? Or act like a bitch when it's never been like that before? Sensory, emotional, excessive possessiveness?"
"All women usually behave like that for just two reasons, coming months or getting pregnant?"
"Huh? Pregnant?" Michael screeched as he stood up from his chair.
Tbc....