I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

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The intention of taking a nap failed already. Because both are even hard. I don't know Zahra also wanted it after the husband managed to burn his gair ah. Moreover, a certain part of his body was now extremely sensitive.

"Eemm By, when are we in this house?" Said Zahra, watching Ezra painstakingly dry her hair using a hairdryer from the mirror reflection.

Ezra smiled faintly, knowing his wife wanted comfort. "If Bimo had come to pick up Rara. This is your home, too, dear." Ezra doesn't just dry Zahra's hair. But, smirking the rustle of that black long hair.

Ezra was willing to become a salon worker, helping his wife dry her hair. Because he did not want his wife to wear a hijab, where her hair was still wet.

"When you don't come?" said annoyed. Zahra is not ready to take care of Rara. Can take care of herself who is pregnant, already make it a hassle. He did not have severe morning sickness. But, he often has headaches and the body feels sore.

"It's coming, Hubby knows, how Bimo is. He's a gentleman. Moreover, it was very fond of Rara. Hubby sent him the cctv tape at the security guard post." Now Ezra tied up Zahra's dry hair. Zahra was treated spoiled by Ezra. He became like a child. Whose hair should be combed father knows his mother and braided.

"It's neat, is it still helped to wear the hijab?" ezra asked with a blink of his eye. He always teases Zahra. Makes the wife's heart happy.

"Not to By." Zahra got up from her seat. Walk into the locker room followed by Ezra.

"Hubby's going nowhere else. Hubby is tidy."

"Let's see you're wearing a hijab." Ezra smiled sweetly, leaning his back on their wardrobe, folding his hands on his chest, and watching Zahra wear the hijab.

"Beautiful my wife." Praise Ezra summarizes the face of Zahra who has been wearing the hijab.

"Aiihh. Because he could not see the inner gaze of his husband.

"You have a powerful magenta. Hubby just kept getting pulled to get closer." Intending to smear the lips of the wife. But, Zahra distanced her face. If that happens, they may not leave the room until the afternoon.

"It's akh By, I'm hungry." Zahra made a small revolt from her husband's arms. He ran quickly out of the room, before Ezra again locked him up, hadeuh.

***

After lunch, Ezra went back to the office. Ezra remembers the house guards. To be more vigilant. Do not open the gates of their houses.

Rani's been watching the house for the last three days. And incidentally, the gate of the house was wide open because, there was a car of goods coming. That's when Rani took the opportunity to enter the house.

"Ra, I just went home this afternoon ", said Anin to open the conversation. The mother and son are now in the family room.

"That's a baby, guarded." Anin.

"Emak don't go home first dong, before Ibot Bimo came "His whine, now tangled masj in the arms of the mother. Yes they were sitting together watching TV.

"Make a lot of work, baby. You know, my mom just opened a business."

"Emak wants to work again. Money and lots of koq. The house is there too." Said Zahra staring at Anin with a heart.

"Umak is not a slacker. The one who is silent. Just come home this afternoon, okay?" Now Anin even moved from her seat. He will clean up and go straight home. He just opened a boutique. And for two days he didn't work in his shop.

"Wait for the ibot to come, and then we go home!" Zahra was still whining. Following every step of the mother, in the room.

"Can't Ra. You need to communicate with Rara. Look at him he has changed a lot. You should be a good friend to her. So that he can be excited again to live this life." Anin said, turning her body to face Zahra. "He needs a dear friend. Last time, umak was sad, listen to the curhatan."

Ciiich....

"Umak doesn't know him. He is very good at tongue-licking." Zahra couldn't believe that Rara had actually turned into a good boy

"One minute, Umak can judge someone dear. Look at Rara as a victim. Victim of his mother's selfishness. And it seems he needs, someone who can understand him. You try to get closer to him. Kan, you're his mother now." Obviously Anin with her serious face.

"Well, um just go now."

"Lohs... Poh... Umak said to come home late." Prevent Zahra from holding Anin's satchel.

"It's late in the afternoon, three o'clock in the afternoon "Anin still stepped out of the house. And finally Zahra who was carrying the bag stopped Anin.

"That's a hell of a bitch?" Zahra sulks, she doesn't want to be left in that house. Anin got into the car.

"Darling, you have to be independent. And apply what Umak taught. Have patience, right?" Anin stroked the soft cheek of Zahra who snatched away. And the car drove out of the yard of the house.

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