Five Years of Love

Ouch Mas.. Googling only.

"Flower wait!"

Kendra chases Flowers to the car. Flowers tried to open the car door but it was still locked.

"What did you mean by that?" kendra asked as she reached the Flower.

"Yes, I have not rejected Mas Kendra's proposal."

"Does that mean you accepted my proposal? Do you want to make our marriage real and not pretend?" ask Kendra expectantly.

Flowers could see Kendra's hope through her shining eyes.

The flowers nodded slowly. After that, his cheeks immediately blushed in embarrassment.

Kendra immediately hugged her joyous cherry blossoms. He lifted up the body of the Flower and twisted it.

"Mas. Shame on people." said Bunga.

Kendra then lowered Bunga, then unlocked the car door. They got into the car and left the hospital.

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"Still swollen?" ask Kendra.

"It's been lightening after I've compressed the warm water."

"Now!" Kendra hand over the asian pump. "The doctor said his body should be removed often. You can pump it up and put it in this bottle. Let's not be swollen anymore."

Flowers nod.

"Flower, when are we getting married?"

"Don't Kendra say I'm waiting for my puerperium to end."

"Well, why did I forget. Is that still a long time?"

"We're three weeks away."

"Oh it's still a long time." murmured Kendra. He looked at the sharp flower.

"Mas Kendra why the hell?" ask Bunga wonder.

"I'm a normal guy Flower. And I've seen your body a few times... " Kendra has not had time to continue her words, Bunga has thrown a sofa pillow at her.

"Mas Kendra perverted!" flowers shouted as they ran to her room.

What's wrong with my word? You haven't even listened to it until you've told me I'm a pervert. Inner Kendra.

Three weeks later, after Bunga's puerperium was over, Bunga and Kendra did a qobul ijab witnessed by neighbors around his house. Kendra reasoned that it was her first wedding anniversary and wanted to "build a marriage" or say ijab qobul again.

Because "wedding" is not foreign to the surrounding residents, so they do not suspect the couple.

Kendra held her wedding with simple but meaningful. Kendra hires a well-known caterer in the region to serve food to her guests consisting of her neighbors and business associates as well as friends of Flower friends in the minimarket.

"Patience first lo Nak Kendra, even though the wife has finished the puerperium, do not immediately tancap gas." seduced Pak Imam who was greeted with laughter of other fathers.

Kendra just smiled when her brain had imagined what she would do later tonight with Bunga.

"Benere lo kiddo. Moreover, there are still babies who suckle to their mothers. Pity his son." said Pak Ibnu, another neighbor of Kendra.

"Why pity sir?" ask Kendra.

"If my mother says first, her mother's milk will be unhealthy for the baby. That's why I always fast for six months every time my wife has given birth." replied Mr. Halim, one of the neighbors who also attended.

Whahuh? Fasting for six months? Then what's the point of getting married now if I still have to hold her back.

Kendra's face turned serious. He seems to be thinking.

The change in the look of Kendra's face made the father more aggressively tease her. It seems they have agreed today that they will work on a young couple who have the child for the first time. Because they were convinced, Kendra had no experience at all.

"That's Mr. Halim! In the past my mother-in-law even separated me from my wife, she always slept with my wife because I was worried about doing it. My mother-in-law said she didn't want her granddaughter to be malnourished" Mr Imam said

Kendra looked confusedly at the father.

"What is malnutrition?" ask Kendra plain.

The priest laughed in his heart.

"Yes for having to share with her father. The father is stronger than his son, so it is likely that the father's rations will be more. His son, of course, got a little ration. The child is not healthy." The Imam explained the origin of the asalan.

They continued to converse until the time allotted for the event was up.

At night, Bunga was sleeping while breastfeeding Zidan.

Kendra entered the Flower Room. Kendra lay behind Bunga and hugged the now-legitimate woman as his wife

Kendra kissed the Flower's hair. He loves the smell of flower hair. Then the kiss turned to his ears and the neck of the Flower.

Flowers bellow as they feel the tickle on her neck that Kendra is kissing.

"Mas I'm still nursing Zidan" said the flower softly.

Kendra then raised her head and placed it on the shoulder of the Flower. He watched Zidan who was breastfeeding. The flower holds her breasts that Zidan is sucking on.

Kendra's hand on the belly of the Flower turns to the chest of the Flower. He also holds what the Flower holds while stroking it makes the body of the Flower bristling.

"Mas." half a sigh Flowers called Kendra.

"Yes.. " Kendra also replied with a slight sigh. His hand turned to the chest of the Flower on the right. She squeezes. Kendra unbuttoned the Flower shirt so she could pull out the chewy thing. After that he turned his head and was about to do as Zidan did. Flowers closed her eyes. His breathing was already very disorganized.

Kendra stopped her activity. He remembered the words of his father this afternoon. Kendra then moved her face away from the chest of Flowers. Even he distanced himself from the body of the Flower. Kendra then got up and left the room.

Flowers are confused by Kendra's attitude.

Didn't Kendra want to touch me? inner Flower sad.

Kendra went back to her old room. He slept on his back while thinking about the father's words earlier.

If this was for Zidan's good, I would have waited six months. The child is healthy and grows well. There's still plenty of time. I don't want to because my selfishness is bad for Zidan's health and growth.

Kendra slept a long time ago.

After she finished breastfeeding Zidan, Bunga came out of her room looking for Kendra.

He was stunned when he saw Kendra who was sleeping in the room he had been using.

Why mas? Why are you staying away from me. Isn't this the night we've been waiting for together.

Flowers then returned to her room sadly. The dream will be beautiful tonight with Kendra gone. He then settles down beside Zidan and sleeps.

(Bunga don't blame Kendra, blame the messiness of your neighbor's father! And Mas Kendra, why immediately believe.googling aja Mas. Ask the google)

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