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After Fajr, Jihan immediately rushed to sort out what needed to be done. It became his new activity pattern. Fill warm water in the bathtup for Pandu, choose the best work clothes, tidying up the room, sweeping, washing and wriggling in the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. Although only some jam bread and milk that he can make. Jihan was determined to learn to cook. She was ashamed of being a wife who could not cook.

A pair of hands coiled around his stomach. The friendly kiss on his cheek surprised Jihan who was seriously smearing chocolate jam in her bread.

"Ride! You're so excited about me."

"Kok Pandu again!!" His grunts.

"Yes, my Panduku...." Reply lazily.

Pandu smiled knot. He turned Jihan's body to face her. He glanced at Jihan's usual appearance. Unpolished, still wearing his nightgown and apparently not taking a shower either.

"Aren't you at the office?"

Jihan's relaxed arm answered Pandu's question.

"Why? Tumben really."

"I've resigned. At most, today I went to the office for a while just to process the termination of my work contract."

"Is this your best decision? You know, you really like this job. You could say it's your passion."

Jihan told me all the chronology of why this reckless decision she made. The guide who heard it was quite upset and did not think the world of competition in Jihan's work environment was too cruel.

Throughout the story looks very lethargic face Jihan but Pandu understands Jihan must be hiding her feelings at this time. The hand he stroked gently on Jihan's cheeks gave comfort and calmness.

"It's okay, honey. Your decision is the best. Staying away from those who hate us can't hurt. God is testing you. And all of this must have been a silver lining."

"You're not angry, am I choosing to be a Housewife at home? I'll also spend some time looking for job info."

Pandu slightly lowered his head in order for their gaze to be more intense.

"That's my darling wish. Having a busy wife at home and always waiting for you when you get home from work. Let it work. Because it's our duty as a husband who makes a living for our wives and children later."

Hearing the words of the child, Jihan's heart tingled.

'How about, my condition later if you are already pregnant. Must be funny. Pandu seems to have wanted a child very much. I'm Pandu too. But I'm ashamed to start.'

The little trunks tried to dispel his wild thoughts.

Jehan's seething face again looks that provokes a sense of anxiety on Pandu. As a result, Pandu's lips scooped up the voracious sweet lips of Jihan. Overwhelmed Jihan receives a sudden attack from Pandu. The strong impulse he did because he had difficulty regulating his breathing.

"Why Honey?"

"You're making me cramped. It's so sweet."

Scout smiled and forcefully pulled Jihan's waist causing no distance between them.

"Mas should start learning more wildly and more domineering than you my wife. Until when else you have to wait until you give the right mas as husband. Mas really wants our little house to be crowded with crying and laughing children."

CUP....!

The kiss on Jihan's cheek made her look look cengo. The guide had passed while carrying the chocolate jam bread and milk made by Jihan.

The guide was terrible. He has to how to handle Pandu later if he really asks for it. Patting his head that kept thinking wildly.

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David's patience was greatly played by Jihan. He was fooled and lied to. Jihan is not coming. The phone call from him was not taken. The hand growled eagerly to vent to who. Mia's number also pissed her off. Just kept calling him.

"What else do you want to say *****?!"

Slamming the phone to the floor.

In contrast to Jihan who breathed a sigh of relief was able to complete her decision to resign. There will be no more parasitic humans who try to disturb his peaceful life. This might be what Mia wants. He does not care and is afraid that he will be considered a failure. A quiet and peaceful life more guarantees his happiness. Although Jihan's heart was heavy to see her colleagues lost their jobs. Somehow their fate is ahead.

His lentic finger was trying to find the number of someone he wanted to make his tired impingement. However, repeated incoming calls from foreign numbers he already knew so well continued to terrorize him. The block command was successful.

"Sorry Vid's. I was so bad at lo."

Shaking his head.

"IIihhh. Why do I feel guilty as a child. You dick!!!"

Ordering a taxi to deliver it directly to Alya's house.

Tok....

"Alyas....! Alya..!"'s....!"

The door opened which featured Alya's round face since she was pregnant.

"Wow....! My Princess finally came to my house. Forgot you have a cousin who is always loyal to you?! I again bunting lo no nongol-nongol for my jengukin. How bad you are." Alya gave her cynical look.

"Haha. sorry my dear. I forgot to."

Alya's hand landed on Jihan's head. Jihan rubbed while smiling silly.

"Let's go in!" His order.

First sighting in Alya's living room. Everything was messy with the falling food. There are many other foods available on the table. Swallowing saliva does not end up thinking with this one's pregnant behavior.

"Lo bunting what kind of kid? Eat a lot of it."

Looking at Alya from the bottom up. Jihan's feelings, Alya's gestational age is still 2 months more. But the thin, dry body had changed drastically.

"Why lo?!"

"Lo is so fat Alya."

Jihan imagines how hard pregnant women are to contain.

"It's hard, huh? Not sick? It must be uncomfortable, right?"

Let Alya answer.

"But relax Han, I'm happy. Raska added to my management. What I want is directly obeyed. You should try Han as I do. Not been an effort yet?"

Alya's question greatly embarrassed Jihan. He is still a Virgin.

"I'm still a Virgin Alya." Answer rigid.

"Oh my goodness. The Pandu as much as me are you the same?"

"No, Lya. Guide not stiff. He repeatedly lured me, teased me, coded me. It's just.. yeah.. yeah."

"Why?"

"Gue's ashamed of Alya!!"

Alya leaned her body on the sofa. He was very upset to hear Jihan's answer.

"It used to be cheap to David. There is no shame in admitting indecent things in front of my eyes. Every night to the club, drunk. No nyesel lo selling cheap to the body of lo blatantly jerknya. Guide it's your husband. Better and better than David. It is your duty to serve the lust of your husband. Great sins do not obey the will of the husband. It's bad!!"

Jihan hit Alya on the head with a sofa pillow.

"Since pregnant your mouth pedes really, Lya."

"Lo makes me furious about you. Ride my apoplexy!!"

Watch and spend the final snack of their debate. Alya looked to the side where her cousin was relaxing enjoying the spectacle. He thought for a moment with his casual behavior to go to his house.

"Lo's not busy at work anymore? Tumben really lo this easy."

"Gue has resigned."

"What!! What are you resigning for?!"

"By my pussy and super-cop cousin this. I'm serious Lya. I fixed it to unemployment."

"Why? This is Han's dream. That struggle you used to get into De' fashion."

Jihan pressed the power button until the flat square thing made no sound.

"That was. Before I knew the cunning Madam Stella. She, Mia is both cunning and greedy."

"You mean.... Madam Stella why?"

"The destruction of my project, my position because of Mia. He used Andrew to steal my plan. All are proven on CCTV. You know, Mia always follow where my steps go and try to reach what I have. Madam Stella doesn't care about cheating Mia into my team. I actually ngeremehin. My efforts have been wasted."

He bowed lethargic while playing his fingers. Alya approached and hugged Jihan's body tightly. He felt how upset, the chaos of Jihan.

"Lo great Han. From the past until now, you remain strong and not afraid of the behavior of the vile humans around you. They envy what you have. Trying to find a way to digagalin lo. They don't know you have a thousand ways. Keep doing what you like Han."

Jihan loosened Alya's arms. He smiled and nodded.

"Lagain, you have Pandu. Who guaranteed you will be happy forever Mrs Pangestu."

A slow punch on Alya's shoulder felt. Their laughter was very satisfied to release the messy mood.

Alya sat up while propping up Jihan's sleeping head. She has given a message to her beloved husband that Jihan is at home. So that the message is also conveyed to the ears of Pandu. Although Jihan forbids it, Alya still can't bear to see Jihan coming home alone. Moreover, time had already pointed to the number nine night.

Raska and Pandu had been home a few days late at night. That was also the reason why Jihan did not want Alya to tell Pandu about her whereabouts. Not bothering Pandu.

The door and greeting were heard.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Hushhh...." One finger stuck to the lips hinted not to make a fuss.

Pandu who saw his wife was already asleep in Alya's lap immediately approached.

"Thank you, Lya. Nemenin Jihan is. Sorry we got home late."

"It's ok."

"My wife's best. Sorry yes.... I left you and our baby-to-be."

Alya's long lips were adorable in Raska's eyes.

Pandu moves Jihan's body to his arm. All of Jihan's belongings, Alya sort them out and give the bag to Pandu.

"Be careful, Sister-in-law. Hihi...."

Alya royally Raska's head.

"Why Dear? Nothing wrong, right?"

"Don't like to cheat on our Sister-in-law. Hihi...."

Pandu shook his head looking at the absurd behavior of Raska and Alya.

"We're saying yes! Assalamualaikum...."

"Goddessalam...." Reply greetings together.

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