
"Remain sure you don't want to see? Aurora has never seen it."
"Aw aw aw sick sick woii!" aksa choked because Keyla suddenly pinched her stomach strongly, of course, with her eyes closed.
After being satisfied to pinch Aksa's stomach, Keyla stopped. Who told him to keep flirting with Keyla.
Aksa stroked Keyla's pinches on her stomach that began to turn blue. "Lo what the hell, suddenly nyubit people carelessly. Sick bego!" the upset.
"Who told jahilin I kept. Get your clothes on! Or do I want to pinch again?"
"Yes yes ah well. Can not be invited to joke really lo," Aksa put up her clothes while occasionally glancing at Keyla lazy. After that, he also changed his pants.
If he knew this, he wouldn't have teased Keyla earlier. Intentions kidding, even hit the stone Aksa.
"Udah nih," said Aksa.
"It's really, isn't it?" ask Keyla to make sure.
"Yes," replied Aksa lazily.
"Awas a lie, I've got you ntar."
"Son, O God."
Slowly Keyla opened her eyes and yes Aksa had changed her clothes and pants.
"Look, didn't you lie to me?" Aksa walked towards the bed and immediately laid down her body. While waiting for Maghrib to arrive, he wanted to rest for a while.
Keyla just cleared her throat and took her clothes out of the bag she was carrying. If Aksa no one brought his clothes, because here Aksa clothes are also many.
Aksa glanced at Keyla who was preparing to bring her clothes towards the bathroom.
"Why are you?" ask Aksa.
Keyla rolled her eyes puffed, Aksa this is why she was so scared. He is usually not this cool.
"Change clothes," Keyla replied a little sewot, for some reason today his emotions are a little difficult to control.
"In the bathroom?" ask Aksa again.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Why not here?"
Keyla sighed again, "Lo is here, how do I change clothes."
"Emang why? We're legitimate, besides I also don't crave bada...."
Pock
Before Aksa finished her words, Keyla first threw the pile of her clothes onto Aksa's face.
Aksa removed Keyla's clothes from her face in annoyance. "Lo what the hell, playing random throwing!" the upset.
Keyla picked up her clothes while looking at Aksa coldly. "Next time to think about it!" keyla then went into the bathroom.
"Cih you hot selling chick!" pissed Aksa.
Aksa did not know that her words just now, deeply pierced Keyla's chest. He did not know that his words had hurt the feelings of a wife he did not consider.
...💍...
At 20:10
Ayudia, Aksa and Keyla were relaxing in the living room, chatting lightly. Seemed so happy, didn't you, come out this little.
"When you're married, the house is deserted. In addition papa often out of town, mama so alone at home. Yes there is a sari bik same mang Nurdin, but it is different," confided Ayudia to her children.
"Mama calm down, God willing we will often play here. Let mama not be lonely," Aksa glanced at Keyla with a smile, "Well, isn't it Key?"
Keyla nodded, "Yes, mama don't be sad. God willing we will often play here. If Aksa doesn't have time, Keyla can go here alone."
Aksa and Keyla frowned.
"What plans ma?" ask Keyla curiously.
"We plan, if still in love equal opportunities God. We want to add another child" Ayudia replied with a big smile.
Compared to Keyla who was also happy to hear it, Aksa even looked at Ayudia in disbelief.
"Just right, mom is old. Time to add another child," cried Aksa.
Ayudia touched Aksa's lips.
"Aw aching ma," ringis Aksa stroked her twitching lips.
"Your parents are not very old, only 38 years old," Ayudia brushed her veil back, "Nih see still Mama's beautiful God?"
Keyla chuckled softly at her in-laws. "Yes dong, Mama Masya Allah is very beautiful, young again," Keyla grasped Ayudia's hand, "Keyla was just fine if you were equally willing to add children, and then you could have a baby, make Keyla can fuss over having hehe's adek."
Aksa glanced at the cynical Keyla. "My grandfather, not my brother!" her whispers were simply glared back at by Keyla.
"Let's see Keyla at twilight, when you don't" Ayudia exclaimed at Aksa.
"Yes, I mean Aksa tuh. Mama equally papa is old, later even to susahan must nurse the child again. Kan in old age, time to relax," explained Aksa softly.
"Well, no trouble, even. It is only a plan and if given the same opportunity of God. Yes if not, what can we do," retorted Ayudia then sip a sweet tea that has been made by bik Sari.
Aksa smiled faintly while nodding her head, her hand also outstretched to take a glass of sweet tea.
Tong
The sound of the bell of the house distracts them.
"Who the hell?" ask Aksa.
"Let Keyla check," Keyla was about to stand but was restrained by Ayudia.
"Who doesn't need, it already has a Sari bik open," said Ayudia while glancing at the bik Sari who had rushed out.
Moments later they were surprised by the arrival of Farzan, who said he would only be home in two days. But now he was in front of them.
"Assalamualaikum" said Farzan with a smile sumringah.
"Walaikumsalam," they replied.
"Why did you come home? He said he'd just come home in two days?" ask Ayudia confused and happy because the husband came home early.
"Oh so not happy, papa came home early?" said Arzan put on a sad look.
Ayudia approached the husband, kissed the back of his hand and helped carry his bag.
"That doesn't mean pa. Papa said two more days had just come home, but suddenly came home today. Not ngabarin mama first," explained Ayudia.
"Yes papa will deliberately go home quickly, afraid of lonely mama at home. I also want a surprise for my mom. Moments, there's something."
"What's the pa?" puzzled by Ayudia, his forehead frowned in wonder as Farzan was about to take something out of the suit he was wearing.
"There are no flowers for my mother" Farzan brought out a rose that made Ayudia smile happily.
"Thank you very much" Ayudia took the rose and hugged Farzan warmly.
Farzan returned the wife's embrace with pleasure, "Beloved one."
Without them knowing, their romance was witnessed by Aksa and Keyla from earlier. This is the definition of the world as belonging to two, the other is contracted.
"Ekhem," Aksa cleared his throat to tell him whereabouts. Because he seems to be an astral being right now.
While Keyla just looked at them, smiling thinly. The romantic-romantic who smiles who (. ⁇ )