Aini's Heart Journey

Returnees

Time keeps rolling. Facing the destiny outlined by the Divine. Stringing story after story that continues to pass without ever knowing the end.

Two weeks ago Aini stayed at Ratmini's house. Two weeks later, she was away from her husband. Adit went to Ratmini's house several times to meet Aini, but failed. Aini chooses to leave when Adit comes looking for her. But he lets Adit meet his son. Because he knew, Umar also missed his father.

Not that Aini did not want to meet, her heart was just not ready to accept everything that happened so quickly. And somehow, Aini often gets a bad feeling since she has a honey.

At seven in the night, Aini parked her bike in front of her house. He picked up his bag and immediately invited his son into the house. Yes, Aini finally returned to Adit's house.

The house is empty. Adit and Ratri have been visiting Adit's parents' house since this afternoon.

"Astaghfiullah!" Aini muttered when she saw her house was so messy.

Aini breathed her heavy breath. He then took his son to his room where he stayed for a few days. Umar who was not napping this afternoon, immediately invited Aini to sleep.

"A little while, baby! Mommy get in the motor first." Pamit Aini after peeping the cheeks of Umar a little cold because of driving.

Umar just nodded. He who has been hit by severe drowsiness, reluctant to talk much let alone move.

Aini immediately returned to the front of the house to put her motorbike into the house. He accompanied Umar to sleep. And it didn't take long for Umar to fall asleep.

Aini then left Umar who had flown to his dreamland. He then went to the bathroom to pray and pray. After the prayer, he went out of the room.

Aini looked at her messy house. A couple of drinking glasses splattered on the family room table. Packages of snacks were scattered in several places. While in the kitchen, there are some dirty dishes that are irregularly bent in the dishwasher.

He also started cleaning his house. He started picking up dirty glasses and dishes. After that, he also cleaned the scattered packets of snacks. Do not forget, wash dishes and dirty glasses that do not know since when there was there.

It didn't take long for Aini to do her homework. When he finished, he immediately returned to his room to accompany his son to sleep. And when he returned to the room, Adit and Ratri had not returned from Adit's parents' house.

"Cock clean?" Ratri muttered after opening the door of the house and found the house he had left was very neat and clean.

"Here." Speak Adit quickly.

Adit immediately ran towards Aini's room. And true, he found Aini sleeping with her son. He immediately closed the door of his room. And left Ratri who was a little surprised by Adit's attitude.

Ratri then returned to his room which was still a mess. She realizes she is not Adit's only wife. So, he let Adit meet Aini this time.

Ah yes, Ratri's room was not cleaned by Aini. He does not want to enter someone else's room without permission. Moreover, it should be done by Ratri himself.

There was a sudden longing in Adit's heart, when he saw his wife and son sleeping so soundly in his room. A simple sight that he missed these few days.

Adit immediately laid his body behind Aini who was hugging Umar. He hugged his first wife with great longing.

"I miss you, baby." Adit lirih.

Aini actually woke up when she heard the sound of Adit's car entering the front yard of the house. But he wanted to see what Adit would do when he found out his first wife was coming home. A wife he hadn't seen in days.

Aini's tears melted just like hearing Adit's words. He really, too, missed Adit for a few days at his mother's house. Adit felt Aini's body tremble slightly as it held back his cries.

"I'm here, baby." Imbuh Adit while tightly hugging Aini's body.

Aini's not flinching. And finally, the little family went back to sleep in the same bed after several days of not seeing each other. The couple, who took off each other in an embrace that felt warmer.

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Day change day. Aini already had a honey. Aini's neighbors and old friends did not expect, if the household life of an Aini who was far from unpleasant rumors, suddenly enlivened by a woman who bore Adit's second wife.

Aini is still frequently questioned by some of her neighbors about her new home life. That is what makes him rarely leave the house. He was lazy to serve the questions of his neighbors who sometimes corner one of the three of them.

Ratri had to get used to the homework he barely managed before. Ratri was used to being spoiled by Arif and Heni since childhood. Remember, he was an only child. And that makes Ratri was quite spoiled with homework until adulthood.

And until now, there have been no signs of pregnancy from Ratri. He had just finished coming two days ago.

"You're going to the promil Nduk!" Pinta Suharti as she visits Adit's residence tonight.

Suharti was already impatient to fondle the grandchildren again. From the marriage of his son to his second wife.

"It's only been a month, I insist on joining the promil of all." Cibir Hadi relax.

Suharti did not respond to her husband's remarks. He then returned to chatting with his new son-in-law. Hadi was still cool to play with Umar who sat opposite him in front of the tv.

Aini and Adit, just listening to the conversation of their parents. Adit's heart was a little bit cooed. He also suddenly felt like he wanted to immediately return to have a baby, but from his marriage with Ratri.

Aini could read the slightly changed look on her husband's face and immediately turned to look at Ratri who was sitting side by side with Suharti. Aini's chest instantly became tight. He began to know, the direction of Suharti's conversation.

And right, Suharti blatantly asked Aini to give more time for Adit and Ratri to be together more. So that Ratri can get pregnant soon of course.

"Mom don't have to interfere in Adit's household!" Firm Adit.

Suharti held back her frustration at Adit, for daring to slightly refute her. She immediately invited her husband home. Because the night is getting late.

And after the return of Hadi and Suharti, Adit came to Aini's room. He had not slept with his son for two days.

"What's up, Mom?" Aini asked confusedly as Adit walked into her room.

"I want to sleep with Umar." Adit replied casually while resting his body on the bed just like that.

Umar, who had not yet fallen asleep, happily approached his father and immediately embraced him and invited him to sleep. Adit immediately responded.

Aini lets Adit do his part as a father. He also spread his body behind Adit who focused on putting Umar to sleep. He also began to close his eyes.

"Darling!" Call Adit lirih.

"Yes Mas. Do you need anything?" Aini asked after opening her eyes and turned to Adit who was already looking at her so gently.

"I need you, baby." The whisper of Adit in Aini's ear that tonight is not covered in a headscarf.

Aini's heart trembled. Indeed, he also misses the touch of the husband that he has not felt lately. But, he also could not forget the words of his father-in-law earlier.

"Wasn't you think Ratri?" Aini immediately got up from her position and stared blankly at her blanket-covered feet.

"I miss you, baby." Adit replied, who sat down and leaned his head on the right shoulder of the wife.

Aini closed her eyes. Convince her heart that Adit is still her husband.

"I miss you too, Mom." Aini Sahut.

Adit smile. He immediately hugged Aini's body from behind. He also immediately softly kissed Aini's neck which had been teasing her since. Aini quickly welcomed the husband's invitation. And they were swept away in a beautiful struggle accompanied by the sweat of pleasure tonight.

This is the first time Adit and Aini have reunited after Adit married Ratri one month ago. It's not Adit not being fair to Aini, but Aini who is still not ready to do it yesterday. His heart was still not completely sincere with everything that had happened.

Adit tried very hard to be fair to his two wives. Although it was very difficult, but he tried to keep his words to his new in-laws a few days ago.