FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Extra part 3

O my wife, your charm remains a special attraction for me, when you get angry, when you grumble, when you snack, really it is a beauty in itself for me. Having you is a huge gift to my life. Ah .. I want to say a million words of thanks to you, for accepting me for who I am, you are too kind, you are patient, you are understanding. What should I try?? How can I express the word as a sign, if you are the second woman after Mamah in my life.

Your smile, your cherries are my own entertainment. I'm sorry, if sometimes the long, long, deeper chants of love are always heard, and fill your ears too wide, just because I saw you play your phone, I know, you will never turn away from me. But what does it feel like, huh??? I don't seem to be willing to be in the duakan, even if you just turn on the flat object, but I don't think I want to share, even if it's just a cell phone though. Our daughter?? Let me take care of him, your focus remains on me one hundred percent. I'm selfish, right?? Sometimes love is so. Ck, I'm sorry, honey.

My wife, do you know??? Again your charm makes me crazy, it feels like every night I always want to turn off the lights, again and again, forgive me that sometimes when you get your monthly guests, I often do not hug you, I often do not hug you, and even make a bolster pillow as your replacement. Ah .. I'm really crazy if it's about you.

Often, if I made a mistake, but I was the one who asked for a gift from you, then by pursing your lips, you will say “Good well, whose fault is it? Who gets the prize?” ah. Your voice, which I have always missed, wherever I am.

My dear wife, my daughter's Rainbow Mommy, I know your love for me has been imprinted for a long time, I never doubted you, and you never hesitate, just calm down baby. You have chosen the right man as your dream husband.

My wife, I accept you for who you are, and your chatter, and your anger, and our age difference, your promise, and the series of minuses and pluses you sometimes don't realize. Just like you are ready to accept me, my childishness, my jealousy, my delinquency, my house, my vehicle, my parents' legacy company, and the entire contents of my wallet. Huuhhuuu ....

“Daddy??? Why bengong??” the question managed to disperse my daydream, which at that time, I was watching my beautiful wife who was changing her diaper Rainbow, after the visit of my best friend Imam.

I blinked “Ah, it's okay Mommy” I shook my head slowly, then smiled at her.

“O yes? The Imam said what the hell?? How to use whispered everything??” ask her in a probing tone.

“Ah, it's okay, it's Mommy” men's business I replied doubtfully, me?? Maybe they could hide something from him. What about me, he should know. From small things, small things, to big things though. If there's something small he doesn't know, you know?? What kind of women?? Sing all day while hitting the pot. Iiihhh .. serem anyway.

“Oh, so now you have started playing secret secrets??” asked in a disappointed tone, his gaze returned to Rainbow, who was drinking milk from his drinking bottle.

“Eeemmhh .. believe me, this is nothing” I tried to convince him, Imam anyhow?? Ask for help like that same thing as me?? It's called picking a fire at a gas station.

“Yes, believe kok” he replied, duh ... for me, if my wife has said that, it means she is doubtful, does not believe me, I underestimate her existence. How's dong?? This is the trust of the Imam. I can't tell anyone.

“Mommy, we take a walk aja yuk” Invite me finally, try to divert his attention, during the pandemic covid-19, we and our family follow the government's advice to stay at home. I know, she must be so saturated and kept locked up at home, because taking care of the baby is not easy, sometimes I often find her staying up all night just to keep my daughter, my wife is indeed an amazing woman.  And now the latest advice from the government is back out. New normal, that's the term for now, we can leave the house, as long as we have to keep the rules that have been determined, one of them by still using a mask, keep the distance, keep the distance, wash your hands as often as possible.

“Come!” Tuh kan .. his eyes immediately sparkled when I invited him to go out of the house, he missed the atmosphere of emol for sure.

“Yes we are ready to be ready to take me, while approaching my daughter's crib, while my wife rushes, preparing to change her clothes.

Shortly ...

“Come!!” he cried, I glanced at him, strangely my wife always looks beautiful, whatever she wears, so I often feel afraid, afraid if she in the lyrics of other men.

“Mommy, don't wear that hijab, it's too short” I remember.

“What's short?? It's covered up his chest really, behind him also covered his butt” He said, yes it's true, but I don't like him looking beautiful in the eyes of others.

“Ya just change aja” I'm still keukeuh.

“Ish ..” He went back into the dressing room.

Shortly ...

“How are you??” he asked me weakly, maybe afraid if I would again disagree.

“Eeeemmmhhh .. change again, I don't like” I flicked my index finger.

“What??? Ish ..” My wife went back into the dressing room, to change her clothes again.

“How are you??”

“Ganti”

“This??”

“This??”

“Nice”

“This??”

“I don't like”

“Daddy!!!!!!!!!!

I blinked in shock, even Rainbow had time to blink, because of the sound of Mommy's shrill.

“Why don't you ask me to use a gunny sack????!!!” frustrated scream.

“Eeehheee ... Sorry, yes already, wear that one aja” I replied finally, also males than horrin he sang all day, continue to sleep on the back?? It's not good, it's a real horror.

“Yes, let's go” eeeehhh .. she smiles again, grabs her bag, then walks ahead of me. While I'm behind carrying a rainbow.

Along the way to emol, we spent it with simple chats, as simple as I loved her, eh?

“Daddy?? Why anyway?? You want to call Daddy? And I have to be Mommy? We're not bule, who should be called kayak gituh” tuh right ... he started again questioning the same question over and over again, girls anyway why is it like a rowdy?? He likes to ask questions that he clearly knows the answer to.

“Ya .. let me now aj” I replied ngasal.

“Didih, in the next ten years, maybe there will be other nicknames that are more current, continue? Do you want to follow me too??” ask with a straight forward view.

“Ya, not really bothered, anyway? That's all in perpasin” I am, it's too lazy to explain everything, the explanation has been explained repeatedly you know. I'm just in bosen really explained.

“Children's problems, should want in repotin” he replied lightly.

“If it's rowdy, want to not??” I'm kidding aaaahhh ...

“What do you want?” tanyanya.

“You are in repotin again” replied I smiled meaningfully at him, yes hopefully he understands.

“Meanway??” Yes, pretend not to understand anymore, mah gituh girl ...

“You don't want Mommy to give me Rainbow sister??” I'll be clear, let's not have long business.

He looked at me sharply “Daddy would you like to?” he asked suddenly, with a stifled smile.

“What do you want?” many confused.

“You fainted again, time see I was born???!!!!”.

Jamb ...

Gini nih, if you have a wife more powerful than husband ...

Fate of fate ...