Bakoh Shoulder

Chapter 156

Selvi is on the porch of her house. His hand looked at the pink book which became a reference for fetal development as well as his health when containing his baby.

She read? Nah! He just looked at the picture in the book. His face was bent when he saw the sticker inside the book. Stickers that must be attached in front of the house as a sign if there is a pregnant woman who requires the husband or relatives of the pregnant woman should be ready at any time if pregnant women should conduct the labor process.

"Tempelin where is it? At jidat? What's in that old tombstone bang_ka? It sucks!" Selvi roughly closed the book and placed it carelessly until it fell to the floor.

"Don't ngawur. You are, want to be a mother if you still like to mengejeplak." Mr. Darmaji picked up the pink book and put it back on the table.

"What's wrong sir? If it's in the book there's a sticker told nempelin whatever it is, let's what? Let me get more blasphemed by people here? That's emang!"

Lately Selvi is often clamorous. Usually it is also like that, but the more here the behavior is more disgusting and makes the nerves tense only.

"Leave installed only. What trouble? Whereabouts? Here's not a pair." Mr. Darmaji opened the book to find the location of the sticker that his son meant.

After meeting, Mr. Darmaji immediately put the sticker. Sighing a little, his heart ached when sticking the sticker earlier but Mr. Darmaji immediately expelled the unpleasant feeling that enveloped his heart.

"Mother why?"

Selvi's stomach has grown maybe in a few weeks she will give birth. But she is still comfortable wearing pants and t-shirts, do not want to wear a negligee like most other pregnant women.

"Ju yesterday came here and you were a negligee, right? Why not wear it?" Ask Mr. Darmaji to pay attention to Selvi's bulging stomach.

"Okay mom, sir, it's males." Answer Selvi origin.

"You don't pity your son for wearing that kayak? In there he must have been strangled because you were wearing such tight pants. Do you want to be strangled too? Let's know what it feels like?!"

Hearing his father's words, Selvi immediately stood up from his place. Passing his father without saying anything.

"Where are you going?" Ask Mr. Darmaji later.

"Replace the negligee sir, replace the dasteeeeer!!" Although upset, Selvi did not want to argue with her father. The old man's widower-status headband ended the brief conversation between the father and son. Mr. Darmaji hopes that Selvi can be more patient and slightly change his bad nature after his son was born.

Not much different from Selvi, Vera who is also two-bodied now has actually entered her HPL time.

Although not once did she go into labor, she was still nervous. She recalled the first time she was a mother to her little daughter who was now with the Creator. Dinda Altafunisa, the beautiful girl whom God has entrusted to her, has been with her for years.. Now only photos and memories stored neatly in the heart that become a reminder if ever lived the figure of Dinda in his world.

"The end of this you really melow to the deck. What's up?" Tegur Djaduk sipped milk coffee in his expensive cup.

Today, Vera is in Djaduk's private rose garden. The smell of roses is also a gust of wind that hits the skin as if to anesthetize it back in time.

There was no feeling that tears were dripping, and Merta Vera removed the clear water coming out of her net. He did not immediately answer Djaduk's question, because he still wanted to enjoy the moment to remember Dinda, his little daughter.

"People here, yes, if I ask questions. But if on the question to me but I'm funny must be another story, the address in the throw pillow, in the throw bag, in the throw makian also often. Sakjane I iki opo nek kene? Blas oda duwe siung ngadepi bojo bojoku!" (What am I really here? Blas has no fangs ngadepin my wife!)

"No need to speak Javanese! I understand, if I want to I don't understand yet try to speak the language of the heart!"

I don't know since when and from where Hermiku can disambiguate Djaduk's talk. Vera who was there also automatically turned her head towards my Herm. There was no smile on the faces of the two. But take it easy, they are tame and will not catch each other if they meet like that.

They are slow and slay but not with Djaduk who feels his life is threatened if his two beautiful wives have gathered as they are today.

"Eh mama.. Want some coffee, huh?" Djaduk grinning the horse.

"That's what?" Ask Hermiku to Djaduk.

"Mah's milk coffee..." It's like a Kindergarten kid who got angry with his mom.

"That's milk coffee, but how come Hermiku coffee doang?" The turn of Vera who looked at Djaduk as if he wanted to raise the war flag.

"Hehehe.. Yes deck, you already have your own susyu so no need not offer anymore. I'm just nawarin his coffee, that's it.."

Djaduk was smiling but his two wives wanted to vomit to hear the man's words. Why do the two wives of Djaduk so dislike the figure who has impregnated them?

For Hermiku, he did not like Djaduk from the beginning of the marriage. But her sense of regret grew daily as she decided to take Vera home as her second wife.

No woman would wish to be cheated, if any.. Such people must be the women of gold heart and heart in cement cast to make it unmatched.

And for Vera, he chose not to intersect with Djaduk's first wife whose charisma looks real more frightening than Djaduk itself. If Djaduk is spending time with his two children and his first wife, he prefers to go avoid. Not to disturb more precisely.

Therefore, Vera seems indifferent to Djaduk when in fact Vera only complains to Hermiku. He did not want the quality time of the family to be disturbed by his presence. Though if drawn a line to the back, Vera has become a bully in the family since the beginning of his relationship with Djaduk published.

Got a bad idea, Djaduk approached Hermiku and invited 'to fix the water channel' together. With her stinging face, Hermiku pinched the waist of Djaduk hard.

"Douh mah yes no, tear this skin you twist that twist.. You are cruel, very much." Djaduk rubbed his waist that felt sore and painful at the same time.

"Tuh just like her, pregnant old kudu often play horse horse so that later the delivery is smooth and normal." Said Hermiku ketus.

"Eh, yes.. Yuk deck horse play with mamas yuk.."

Vera stood up from her seat, Djaduk thinking it was the code Vera gave her. Maybe he was embarrassed so immediately sat set aja without much talk Djaduk thought again.

"Just like the hole in the door, watch out I want to sleep. Sleepy!"

Destroyed already Djaduk hopes to repeat kiw kiw volume two, when Vera closed the door to his room right in front of the face of Djaduk. Djaduk can only be a manyun and return to the park to persuade his beautiful mother to want to tame something that has not been controlled behind later.