A Different Heaven
About Iklhas
Under the breezy mango tree leaves. Angga sat down for a moment to unwind on the journey and lifted his mother's errand into the car.
"Drink Mas" said Celin. This beautiful woman appeared at the right time to cool herself this afternoon. He gave me a glass of orange juice.
"Thank You Yang" said Angga receiving a glass from his wife. Angga gulped the juice up the toilet. He patted the empty place next to him to signal that his wife was sitting with him.
The pregnant woman is sitting next to her husband now. Angga looked at his wife, grabbed by his wife's hands.
"Where? You stay at home, mother," asked Angga.
The hazel-eyed woman simply nodded, "Retah Mas, good mother and many loving pregnancy tips," Celin replied. Of course she lied she was happier if she could be with her husband twenty-four hours during this old pregnancy. But of course it's something that won't happen.
"Are you really at home?" Angga make sure because the look of Celin's face is not as enthusiastic as usual. The woman again nodded her spirit while carving out a smile.
"Mommy asks you later near labor you stay while the same mother, let there are experienced parents to nurse and guide you," said Angga.
"Mas Angga?" ask Celin. He does not want Angga not to be next to him later before labor.
"Mas will continue with you later before delivery," Angga replied.
Celin regained her composure, but how long she would have if she had to part with her husband later. But she could not resist because of the advice from this and her husband was also good for her and the baby.
"Oh!" peekik Celin held her stomach.
"Why?" ask Angga to panic.
"The last few days our son was active. He likes to kick his mother."
"Times, like your teasing yes if there is no father." Angga stroked his wife's stomach.
"Mas, he even muter-muter Mas hold. I think he's gonna play ball with his dad." Celin directs her husband's hand to the waves she feels from the fetus.
"Patience to your hero, tonight you play the ball." Canda Angga kissed his wife's stomach.
"Ih, I'm going to go there anyway. Bawdy," Celin's face turned red.
"Mas thinks the bunch wants to play ball too. I've already done it, "goda Angga.
"What the hell Mas," cried Celin to be embarrassed.
"Udah Mas, later Sis Rena see youh," exclaimed Celin stopped her husband's hand.
Angga's hand stopped as well. Celin realized the smile on her husband's face instantly vanished. Her husband showed a face that changed 180 degrees. Tense, tangent, panic.
Angga looked here and there looking for the whereabouts of his first wife. How could he not realize Rena was also in this house.
"Cel, Mas go inside first," exclaimed Angga farewell to Celin.
Angga searched the house looking for his wife. His heart was relieved to see Rena coming down from the stairs.
"Where have you been?" ask Angga.
"Rena went straight to the room," Rena replied in a hoarse voice.
Of course Angga understands his wife's condition is not good. His wife's shoulders and eyes were wet
"No more," exclaimed Angga immediately grabbed the body of the wife in his arms. This time he was stolen by Rena both with Celin.
Rena could only shed her tears needed her husband.
While on the outside, Celin entered the house through the side door. The woman's steps immediately came to a halt when she saw two human partners embracing her affectionately. He hid himself behind the door. His body suddenly became congested, he never felt this much pain when he saw them together.
His tears suddenly shed, in elushya the baby in his stomach to give him strength. His heart suddenly went numb, Love is the reason. She really loves her husband now. Of course her little heart is not willing to see her husband make out with other women, although all this time she has been trying to make a wall of Sturdy in her heart so as not to bully her honeymooner.
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