Dusk Rainbow

Plan to Turkey

"Sister, help me!" raisya shouted from behind the room. 

Devan who had just entered immediately ran over to the princess, he could not ignore his wife when asking for help, although there were three baby sitters working, Raisya still intervened in caring for his three children. 

"What should I do?" devan asked to take off his suit and fold the shirt up to his elbow. Do not forget to also fold his pants knee-length, until his leg hair is clearly visible. 

"Follow the veil back, my hands wet," the busy pinta Raisya bathed her daughter. 

The two baby sitters were busy holding Farid and Farhan, while the other one was preparing after-bath supplies, the other assistant was busy in the kitchen preparing for dinner. 

Instead of tying the veil, Devan kissed Raisya's cheek gently which made the master whine.

The two baby sitters who were there turned their eyes the other way.

"Bad habits" said Raisya. 

"Who asked for my help, there must be a wage" Devan argued not to lose.

Raisya just smiled faintly. He realized, all this time what can be given to Devan other than his body. 

The age of the triplet has now stepped on three months, Devan back spoiled as before, he misses the sport of bed that until now has not been accepted anymore.

Not that Raisya is not willing to give Devan the right, but the man who has not been interested in touching his wife, he is still traumatized considering Raisya when giving birth to his three babies, he was also afraid to see the fishing rod-shaped needle used to sew the birth canal. 

After finishing bathing and dressing her child, Raisya gave her baby to their respective caregivers. He turned to welcome Devan. 

"Where was the job?" Raisya helps Devan remove the tie. 

"Lumayan is busy, but there's Daffa helping, and I think from tomorrow he'll take care of everything."

Devan laid his body with his legs on the floor. 

Raisya took off her hijab, revealing her unraveling shoulder-length hair. Giving exclusive breast milk to the three babies does not make him thin, Raisya even looks fat with puffed cheeks, his body increasingly filled to make Devan fascinated. However what power, he was still afraid to enjoy Raisya's body back. 

"Big brother why?" raisya asked as she looked at Devan's indecipherable gaze. 

Devan smiled and shook his head, he could not yet say what was settling into his chest. 

Raisya undressed and left the underwear and approached Devan who kept looking at him.

Devan unbuttoned his upper shirt, suddenly sweat poured into him sultry, he could at least resist the turmoil that continued to fill his brain. 

"What do you want, honey?" devan said worriedly. He was afraid he could not resist the sweet temptation before him. 

Raisya tilted her body. Closing his lips to Devan's ears, one of his hands began to infiltrate Devan's chest area which made the master even more aroused. 

"I know you want it, why should you be arrested?" raisya said teasingly. 

Devan smiled, he held onto Raisya's wrist. 

"Are you sure you can serve me?" devan was enthusiastic. 

Raisya nodded without a sound. 

After the green light turned bright, Devan immediately began his action, he did not hesitate to devour Raisya's lips greedily. Giving a soft touch to Raisya who is now under him. 

Almost Devan took off his shirt, the door was knocked from the outside making the two look at each other. Forced by Devan to get out of bed, he put on his clothes and hair and opened the door. 

"What's up, Ma'am?" devan asked as he rubbed his still wet lips. 

It was the baby sitter who came. 

"It looks like Farid's thirsty. The milk in the refrigerator is gone. So I brought it here, Mas."

Devan took the baby and closed the door again, if he always scowled when he did not do it, now Devan is not even a little annoyed with the disturbance. 

"Now we are not free, my dear. There's a bully."

Not long after, the knock on the door re-echoed, Devan closed Raisya's body and opened the door. 

This time two baby sitters were pecking at her doorstep. 

"The kids are thirsty again?" guess Devan. 

The two baby sitters nodded simultaneously and handed over both babies at once. She put her two babies in bed to wait for food. 

"Sister, he said later the mother would like to stay here, in a quiet house," said Raisya, after getting a call from Sabrina's mother.

As the deal was made, after Devan and Raisya decided to stay in their own house, Daffa and Airin lived in rotation, even though they already had a house, but still wanted to live with their parents. 

"No papa dong, that's better." 

"Sister, when are Mama and Mama honeymoon? Poor thing, every day they think of grandchildren, but we can't give him a chance to take a vacation." 

"I've set the time. So you just calm down."

The clock shows at eight o'clock. Mother and father came, followed by Daffa and Airin from behind. 

"Tumben you're coming here?" cetus Devan investigates. 

Not answering, the man just grinned and gawked in. 

"You show off happiness" said the mother who had approached her three grandchildren in the living room. 

Dad did not want to lose quickly, he had carried Farhan, mother carried Farid, while Daffa carried Farida. 

"What happiness?" devan asked more and more. 

"Maternity." Daffa said it proudly, despite being a few months behind Daffi, at least his hard work done almost every night bore fruit. 

Raisya came down and hugged his beloved sister. 

"Congratulations, Deck. Finally you are pregnant too" said Raisya who was also happy.

"Hopefully the cravings are strange, yes. Daffa's father's law is as heavy as possible," chimpanzees Devan who made Daffa very good. 

The atmosphere of the house was getting crowded when Syakila came to visit, Fairuz who saw Mahesa's father suddenly stretched out his hands. The seven-month-old baby whined and kept staring at Mahesa's father who was busy with Farhan. 

"It looks like Fairuz wants to come with me." Syakila led the boy towards Mahesa's father. 

It's his responsibility, you have to hold Fairuz and Farhan together. 

The phone rang from the mother's bag, Syakila reached into it and picked up the call in loudspeaker mode. 

"Hello, Fi? What's the phone night?"

"Yes, brother, sorry to bother, Alara wants to see your mother, she said she wants to go for a walk with her mother here."

Mother furrowed her brows then grabbed her phone. 

"You're not lying, are you?"

"From yesterday Alara cried, he said he wanted to see his mother, I invited him to Indo did not want, he wanted Mother who came here." 

Silent 

"Sorry ngerepotin," Alara said in the final sentence. 

"No papa, honey. Mother and father will be there soon, you take good care of yourself, Assalamualaikum…"

Alhamdulillah, finally mother agreed to go to Turkey, Devan inner happy.