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After the face of Darma pal and Ratih ma'am in front of Ajeng brothers, it is still good Ajeng looking for answers that relieve them and do not make crazy, it could be too open so.

If only there was no Hikam, it was certain that Arya's mouth was split in two by Ratih's mother, the woman could only shake her head, hoping that her son's brain shifted to the right place, keep in mind that Arya is a prospective successor to the business, if his behavior can not be controlled properly, of course it is better Ajeng who became his successor, or maybe the unborn baby.

"Dear, why see me?" Arya covered Ajeng's face, only the pregnant woman was waiting for him on the porch after the clean tissue action in the car was completed. "Lo answer first, just come in!"

Ajeng could not bear to not pull her husband's hair until the head was bowed in front of the chest, he pulled hard to hear Arya screeches, all energy.

"Mas, mbok yes you do not answer origin, Ajeng is good to set the answer, you are even at will!"

"Dear, you're pregnant, so I don't want to lie. I don't want the habit of lying, he said there is no lie for good, right Dear...?" Arya raised her head, showing a face slumped in front of Ajeng before the expectant mother turned around and left him, walking first. "Dear, you're mad at me, you can't dong, Dear!"

Arya chased his wife, meeting with Hikam and Dewi was boring even though he knew it was also family, he was not interested at all.

After Hikam's return, Arya's room was noisy, not making love, but Arya was negotiating with Ajeng to forgive him for that, he promised not to talk about embarrassing things again.

Arya did not take off her arms at all, she had to sit on her seat. "Gue just exalts our love, makes them jealous just as our love is pride!"

"Ajeng knows, but don't do that. We are married, it is natural, even beautiful if discussed because it is full of love, but Mas, it's my personal business with you, unless you show love with your hands, attention to me, that's good, yeah because he just wants to be proud, keep bosen-"

Arya snapped Ajeng's mouth, she was proud and proud of it all, but he is no bored word from Ajeng or will eventually see other women like those in the Ajeng shadow of the chaotic conditions outside

Aryan view confirms that his love of death is only for Ajeng, it also means that the shaken bird will not turn into another hole, upright menantanh only when met with the rooster wetland, rooster, meaning Ajeng.

Long Arya looked, then she dropped her face to Ajeng's left shoulder, got a gentle swipe there, Ajeng knew her words were a little sharp and maybe her brain was sliding until it could explain something like this, Ajeng said, or maybe he's a class-champion demon.

"Eat come!"

Arya shook her head, she further tightened the two hands to Ajeng's waist.

"Don't be signed too, there's your son, Mas!" grimacing because his stomach is squashed. "Waaalaaah, lash, ahahahahah...."