Damar For Kinanti

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Damar follows his wife into the room after Yoga leaves.

" Wah. mas just knew Nan.." Damar's voice arrived just lying next to Kinanti.

" What?" Kinanti turned to look at her husband who was back topless.

" How come. ya mas just know that Dinda's neighbor in bandung that looks handsome, young and charming in your eyes.." Kinanti caught a slightly sour face, though,

" wow.can ya mas? that sentence I'm allocating to Yoga to make her self-conscious?" obviously Kinanti did not think that the word became the mind of her husband.

" Of course, if you can say he's dashing and young, then you're paying attention to him.."

" God..." Kinanti laughed, though,

" oh.. so you're jealous??"ask Kinanti even though she already knows that Damar is jealous.

" Why jealous of the child yesterday afternoon." replied Damar prestige.

" Oh yeah?, wasn't she jealous of the kid yesterday afternoon?" kinanti Goda intentionally.

" No, look at your mature, wise and loving husband..?" Damar patted his stomach and arm muscles.

" Am I still less gallant to you?"

hearing such questions made Kinanti amused, since when did her husband turn narcissistic once.

" Of course my most dashing husband." said Kinanti flopped into her husband's arms, not just to please Damar, but in Kinanti's view, it was her husband who was the most special.

" Of course, there should be no other man among us.." Damar kissed his wife, either seriously or jokingly, because since Kinanti was pregnant, her attitude and talk were sometimes out of her habit.

When the day Damar even stoned all day, tomorrow he who nausea nausea is not clear because the yuk fry fish and heat meatballs.

Just by cooking steam alone can make it powerless.

" You really don't approve of them like they like each other?" tanya Damar arrived.

" he..! same likes from where? Yoga is hallucinating.." Kinanti was still upset at Yoga apparently.

Damar sighed,

" lady..?" call him, call him,

" hemm.iya mas.."

" don't get irritated at Yoga.."

" lha why? yeah, well, I can't be pissed off at the guy who's been making trouble??!"

" that's not it. You're pregnant, I'm afraid.."

" fear what??"

" the myth of Javanese people if pregnant people hate excessive on someone, eating the face of the child he gave birth to will be similar to the person he hated during pregnancy.."

Kinanti got up and sat down,

" I don't hate, just pissed?"

" I will not accept that my son's face looks more like Yoga.."

Damar pulled his wife back to lay down beside Damar.

" So from now on, be normal..

be patient for a moment, we will move from here soon, there is a slight shortage in our new home." said Damar stroked Kinanti's hair with his fingers.

Dinda who could not sleep turned her body upside down.

" ohh.." she lamented while randomizing her hair.

He was very upset, because the Yoga kiss a few days ago still feels so clear in his memory.

" Fuck it.." he lamented again, Dinda's lips have been in singles for years, since the divorce no single man dared to touch her.

That damn Yoga guy kissed me at will, not quite once, instead repeating it a few times like the one who held hunger for years! dinda was really upset.

Ah...do not know..in addition to upset his heart also thumped, there was a great rustling.

Not only himself, the fast heartbeat of Yoga can also be felt by Dinda because they were so close at that time.

" Yarghhhhh!!!" Dinda covered her face with a pillow.

" That brash guy must have made me his sting agent..!" Dinda turned her body back with a rough movement, wanting to drive away the anxiety mixed with the annoyance.

But not long after, Dinda's HP rang, the number is unknown.

" night?" answer Dinda calmly, though,

" not sleeping?" the calm voice of Yoga was like a gong in her ears, the tiptoed Dinda woke up to her shock.

" Who is this?" dinda asked to be sure, fearing that she was hallucinating.

" You can usually forget about me. When I haven't kissed you for a week.." Right, it's Yoga.

Dinda's jaw tightened, held her.

" You know where my number is?" dinda's voice was as calm as possible, she did not want her anxiety to be read by Yoga.

it's just, I just dare to call you now." explained Yoga.

" O. shit?" muttered Dinda heard,

" oh shit? is that what I should listen to after more than an hour of my HP back and forth? I need to muster up my courage to call you, if you'd known that?" the sound of Yoga sounded disappointed.

" What's got you calling me? like I owe you a debt?!" reply Dinda.

" Ah, it's not worth saying debt.you even robbed me.."

" Murbed you?! me?!"

" Yes.."

" ethan! I never did anything like that! what did I rob from you?!" argue Dinda firmly.

For a few seconds there was no answer from Yoga, but a few seconds later an answer was heard.

" What have you robbed? of course my heart.." Yoga's voice sounded so soft as to tempt Dinda.

Damn it. said Dinda again in the heart, this man is not only handsome, but his mouth is also sweet.

" There's no other woman you can seduce?" dinda asked flatly, trying to look ordinary even though her heart was a little shaken in with a Yoga shake.

" There is no woman I deserve to seduce other than you." replied Yoga again still smooth.

" Basic.the man with the sweet mouth, how many women have you conquered with your mouth.."

" doc! doc! doc!" not finished Dinda spoke to the sound of the door being knocked hard.

" Dinda?!!!" roni's voice was shrill from outside the house.

" Brak! brak! brak!!" the sound of the door and the glass being knocked on aloud was heard by Yoga from behind the phone.

" What's up? whose noise is that??" tanya Yoga is worried.

Dinda did not get out of bed even though she was shocked.

" Let it. if drunk is always so," replied Dinda in a different tone of voice, tucked away a little frightened.

" Your ex-husband?!" the sound of Yoga is rising,

" It's crazy!" yoga, The Yoga,

" Let him go soon.."

" A.. can I go crazy thinking about you like this?!" the sound of Yoga really sounds anxious.

" Have you locked all your doors?" tanya Yoga then,

" of course you have,"

" What if he breaks down? drunk people are not afraid?!"

" My neighbor won't just shut up,"

" ah! the neighbor's bullshit! not even your mother defended you? how am I supposed to sleep tonight, sister??".

Dinda wonder, why is this man exaggerated at all, would not it not be unnecessary to arrive like this if just want to tease me and vent his disappointment to Kinanti?.

" I went there, right? I'll pick you up..?" the sound of Yoga is really restless.

" Don't be weird, it's late, anyway I'm fine, she's not coming in the house,"

I heard Yoga breathing,

" Oh Dinda.. I won't be able to sleep if I don't pick you up? I would really regret it if something happened to you..? please let me pick you up??" pinta Yoga, the man pleaded.

" Why are you like this? don't you just want to make me your impeachment?" dinda finally couldn't help her curiosity,

make Yoga stuck for a moment,

he could not believe the words came out of Dinda's mouth.

" It's good that everyone thinks I'm making you an outlet, including yourself.it's amazing.." The sound of Yoga vibrates.

" Of course, then you mean what else?"

" was I that low in your eyes? so that it can make you my outlet?!" the sound of Yoga again vibrating was heard hurt by Dinda's sentence.

" And what do you mean, you ask what I mean?

you're even still asking what I meant after I proposed to you and kissed you like that??"

Dinda was reminded again of the kiss, her cheeks were hot instantly, it felt really still attached.

Fortunately, Yoga could not see her red face.

" Stop our debate, you can debate me again later..

I'll pick you up tonight too. period!

so prepare all your needs." the sound of Yoga sounds more firm and serious.