Almira's Regret

A tense night.

Mira stared at the room Fahmi pointed to them. Apparently there is a new room in this house and I don't know when in the renovation. The room was larger than the room Fahmi had previously occupied.

"Babies." Adelia surprised Mira.

"Adel, Astagfirullah." Mira rubs her chest. "When is this room?"

"Before Fahmi's accident he had called a handyman to combine this room."

Apparently Fahmi really prepared it. How about until yesterday Mira refused again. Kasian and will definitely feel himself unattractive.

While waiting for Fahmi's friends to come home, Mira chooses to take a bath. And sure enough when she came out of the bathroom her husband also just entered the room.

"Well, don't you take a shower?" asked Fahmi while laying down the body on the bed. "Just talk me cape, honey," lamented Fahmi.

When Mira approached, her husband went to sleep. He could not wake up.

Around two o'clock Fahmi just woke up, "The dzuhur time is about to run out." Mira gently shook the body of the husband.

Fahmi gets up and goes to the bathroom. At the door, he lowered his head and called his wife.

"Yes Mas?"

"Yuk sun,"

"And I've taken a shower" refused Mira. There are other jobs Mira has to do.

"Yes, but tonight?"

Fahmi's question made Mira duck her head sounding a red hue on the cheek out of embarrassment. Actually it is common for a husband and wife. Especially the newlyweds. Still the anget-ange and curiosity of what he said the heaven of the world must be high.

Mira also wanted it but she still felt ashamed.

***

Nightfall.

Mira's happiness feels complete. Where now he has a husband who is so considerate, loving and pampering himself.

Syafa also seems happy with Mira and her little baby. The boy always wanted to be close to Mira. Even when Mira cooks, Syafa also snags in the kitchen.

Some vegetables were removed from the refrigerator by Syafa. Many vegetables are cut irregularly and Mira just stroked the chest. "Cut it like this, brother. Carefully hold the knife." Mira.

"OK." Syafa always answers okay but the results are always far from examples. It doesn't matter the name of the child.

Fahmi invites Syifa to play. By one month, the baby's vision is clear. He will learn to recognize the people around especially his parents or mother.

Sometimes the baby laughed even without a sound makes Fahmi feel anxious. He also glanced at his wife and son who were cool in the kitchen. Joining them in the kitchen would be fun. But it will be like what the kitchen will look like.

Fahmi is grateful that Mira can be a mother to Syafa despite her young age. But both seem to get along. Mira tries to understand Shafa's wishes. Of course Fahmi's hope will be forever like that. He did not want a third marriage.

"Dad I cooked with mother," cried Syafa when he realized the whereabouts of his father.

"What cooking?"

"Do not know what to cook. Must be good."

"If it's cooking, Mom, it's gonna be good."

When the food was ready, they ate together. The romantic attitude towards Mira continued to show Fahmi. It made his sister steal.

Syifa was crying while her mother was eating. Fahmi got up first and asked his wife to continue eating. While he held the baby.

Mira quickly finished the food on her plate. He drank quickly and took Syifa from his husband. Sadly, her husband is hungry too.

"Let me, Mas, you continue to eat."

Fahmi nodded and rubbed Syifa's cheek. Then he returned to the dining table to take food and then he followed Mira who chose to sit on the sofa to breastfeed.

"Why is the food brought here?" ask Mira wonder.

"Let's eat both. Here I bribe."

While breastfeeding while being told to eat by her husband. Ah Mira was happy to be needed like that. He repeatedly thanked. The affection that he did not have time to feel now he got from Fahmi.

A good man who isn't even disgusted to accept his mass.

"Eating a lot, let Adek not lack ASI," said Fahmi.

"You too must eat" protested Mira as she realized that bribes after bribes were only given to her.

"Later. You bribe me if Syifa is full and asleep." The sweet doctor Fahmi.

True happened, when Syifa had gone back to sleep and sureakn sleep comfortable, Mira feed her husband.

"Manja" Adelia said as she looked at them.

"Dear?" reply Fahmi. "Well, dong."

"Especially not. Just feel sorry for Mira. Where else does a little baby now have to take care of an old baby."

Mira held back a smile seeing the interaction of the sisters. Little things like this make him happy.

"Old baby? Gini's parents are also still sexy." Quickly Fahmi smothered his own mouth. He slipped.

After dinner they did not enter the room. They sat talking in the living room while watching a sketch broadcast that brought laughter to the audience.

But there is something more exciting than laughing at the actions of comedians on television. That is the action of Syafa and Fahmi who fight over Mira. His son wants to be on the bench while his father wants to lay his head on his wife's lap.

"Dad Iihhh." Syafa raised Fahmi's head that had been laid down on Mira's lap then he sat down after his father's head moved away.

Mira just smiled. He could not protest, because it was too funny for him.

"It's big, sitting on the sofa," Fahmi told Syafa.

"Dad's also grown up so have to give up." Again Syafa exerted the energy he had to megalihan the head of the father.

It worked but not even Fahmi wanted to lose. He put Syafa down and he carried his wife into the room. Mira thrashed as her body was carried away.

Fahmi's actions make his daughter lose and cry. Mira immediately went down to get it.

"Go, Mom, give up. There will also be a time for Fahmi. Is that Mira?" adelia Cerocos.

Syafa is still as much as he likes in the dejaoan of his stepmother. "I want to sleep with Mom?"

Syafa's question made Fahmi in the fog. The plan tonight he will try to love his wife. But the plan could fail if Mira agrees to Syafa's request.

"Emmm, ask dad?" said Mira.

"No way, I'll forbid." Shafa hugged Mira.

Fahmi rubs his face and is laughed at by Adelia. "Eat tuh."

"Can't dad?" ask Mira.

"I will not allow you" said Syafa, crying again.

Address failed all plans.

***

Fahmi menddegkus upset to see his wife and son sleep hugging each other While he still checked the report of his accomplices in the company entrusted by his father.

Mira squirmed and opened her eyes. "Not sleeping yet, Mum?" She asked when she saw her husband holding a laptop on the sofa.

"No, Honey. I have to check the end of the month report."

"Do you want me to make you a warm drink?"

"May, but not coffee. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

Mira went down to the kitchen. After struggling for a few minutes finally one cup of ginger milk has been finished.

"I made you some milk, Mas. Hopefully it fits " said Mira while putting the cup she brought.

"Thank you, my wife." Ah Fahmi's words always emnvaut Mira's heart pounding incoherently. Even when Fahmi asked him to sit next to him. "Can you ask for your company?"

Mira nodded in agreement. Fahmi pulls Mira's head to lean on her shoulder.

After a few minutes of work, Fahmi puts down his laptop and grabs a drink made by his wife. He sipped and enjoyed it. "Enak," said Fahmi in praise. "This is your favorite drink?"

"Not."

"So you haven't tried yet? Cobain deh, delicious loh" Fahmi nags the cup to Mira. Even deliberately the former birbiinya which he directed at the wife.

"Nake?" asked Fahmi again after Mira took a sip.

"Enak" answered Mira.

"Nake his drink or his lip."

Gosh, Mira's really embarrassed to be asked that way.

Fahmi put the cup back on the table. He then confirmed the position to hope with Mira.

He kissed Mira's forehead, until the receiving one closed his eyes to receive it. Then it goes down to both eyes, cheeks and lastly nempel on the lips.

Don't ask how Mira's heartbeat is right now.

Fahmi turns his lips away and makes Mira open her eyes.

"Can?" Fahmi asked permission first.

Seeing his wife nod Fahmi put his lips back together. Long and deep they enjoy it. The action thatverka do drain another sting on the nerves in each body.

After distancing himself from each other to scoop up the air supply, Fahmi rubbed his wife's lips gently. No one spoke to each other. They were interrupting through the eyes.

Fahmi re-attaches his lips, greeted by Mira. They fought and demanded each other especially Fahmi who tried to dominate. Understandably he's been unemployed for several years. It's only natural that he misses that. Especially now that he has a wife.

Will Mira do the job as a wife tonight?

The breaths of the two hunted each other. Especially when Fahmi's hands began to get acquainted with the assets owned by Mira.

"Emmmhh," one word escaped Mira's lips. Fahmi's hand moved more and more to be familiar with what Mira had. He didn't remember that his wife had been fucked by Dion.

The brand removed the lip link then turned towards the bed. Where there is his daughter.

"I moved Syafa to his room first."

"But what if he wakes up and gets angry if he gets transferred."

"Don't worry, honey. What you need to worry about now is ...."

Mira follows Fahmi's eyes down. "Mas" whined Mira out of embarrassment.

"Pity he has fasted for a long time. I'm asking for my rights tonight. Can you?" fahmi whispered very close to Mira's face. Even his warm breath swept across Mira's face.