Earth Angel

Chapter 79: You Are Part of Me

Three months have passed, now the pregnancy of zhivana has stepped on four months, luchia. She gave birth to a beautiful daughter.

Arrsyad is always on alert for the conditions and needs of zhivana. Moreover, the desire arrsyad who want to have twins, realized. Of course when examined to the doctor, and stated his wife was pregnant with twins make arrsyad very happy.

All this time, adzril. Always looking for the existence of a beautiful-eyed veiled woman, all his men have been deployed. But, there is no bright spot about the existence of veiled women whose names have always been mentioned in every do'a, adzril.

During these three months, gea and Andre had been married. Husband and wife who are coolly combining this affection always come to visit the arrsyad house, of course, want to meet zhivana.

Arrsyad always works at home, afraid zhivana need something. Most to the office also because there is an important meeting, he just went to the office.

The household ark she and the zhivana lived on, went smoothly. Problems exist but both always make wise decisions. Facing every crashing problem together, walking hand in hand brushed aside all that was in the way.

"For me the arrsyad is the most perfect creation of God. Love, affection, loyalty and sweet treatment that makes the love in my heart always grow big, arrsyad. Can we always be together every day, walking hand in hand with the gaze of your eyes that are always on me. I'm afraid you left me a mas."

There is no sense of the most frightening, when we part with the people we care about. Is this a hiatus, no. Zhivana should think positively. God always gives trials to every servant, maybe this is just a feeling.

The glove-clad hand of zhivana gripped the balcony guardrail. Enjoying the sun that sets to the west, occasionally as the afternoon breeze hits him.

A pair of white burly hands, suddenly coiling his already big-looking belly, zhivana. Already know for sure this is her husband, what else is fragrant masculine it always makes zhivana long.

"Sir," The whisper was right in the ear, it sounded very tempting. Moreover, the breath of arrsyad makes zhivana ticklish.

"Mas, you're home. Not that you're going home tonight."

"I miss you, and there's Andre. I miss you too, the kids too. A few hours without you, I feel like a part of my life is missing."

"Bag,"

"Hem"

"Can I go wherever you go? Can we always be this close forever?"

Arrsyad was silent, why did his wife even ask such a question. Of course, zhivana will always be with him, willing to go wherever he is, arrsyad. Will always be with zhivana.

"You're the part of me I always need, wherever I go wherever I go. I will always take you, zhivana. My wife you are like my soul, and I am like body. Without you, I'm like a body that has no life."

"A pride can hold you like this and gladly call you mine. Yeah, you're mine, deck."

Arrsyad turned back the body of the zhivana, then with a careful movement. Herself carrying the body of his wife ala bridal style. The body of the zhivana more contained, factors in pregnancy that has been getting bigger because it contains twins make arrsyad should be extra careful, treat zhivana with as comfortable as possible.

"No thanks, I should have thanked you, deck. Because you want to marry me."

Arrsyad laid down the zhivana body slowly, the gazes of the two looking at each other, as if not wanting to turn away. That smile always expands perfectly, arrsyad. Always feeling her love was intoxicating and crazed, zhivana was like an opium to her.

When zhivana is not there beside him, making the crazy arrsyad longs to see you soon.

"I miss you, as long as the kids are in here. I dare not ask for my rights, I fear hurting you and the children. But now I can't bear to hold it. Can I touch you and unite our bodies? Honestly you're too tempting for me to be weak."

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The night had come, already an hour ago dinner passed. But arrsyad and zhivana had not yet come out of the room.

Luchia, who was giving love to her son, occasionally turned to the stairs.

"Mas, the same arrsyad zhivana why not go down? I called them to dinner, but it wasn't answered."

Reno kept her laptop, then stroked the cheek of her two-month-old daughter.

"Where do I know, maybe they're both busy."

Luchia nodded, then kissed the little hand of her son, Olivia Zanitha Al Faruq. Olivia means peace, while zanitha behaves gracefully and gently surnamed Al Faruq.

Her love with her husband is now present. Three years of waiting requires patience and effort. Luchia was convinced that she would one day become a mother.

And from these three years, Luchia has been blessed with a healthy and beautiful little baby.

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