I'm Not Taking It Again

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Dirga who had just arrived home was warmly welcomed by her in-laws. Ms. Sari did not allow Niar and her son to meet Dirga. However, Dirga just arrived. Ms. Sari doesn't want Arshen to be scared.

Dirga obeyed Bu Dari's orders as well as Niar's. Understandably, Arshen was the first child. They have a lot to learn from Bu Sari. He is more experienced than Dirga and Niar.

Only half an hour later did Bu Sari allow Dirga to enter the room.

"White!" Dirga hugged Niar's body. Arshen, who was sleeping, woke up. As if he understood the father's coming.

"For a long time," complained Niar.

Dirga laughed and gently rubbed the top of Niar's head. "Three days, dear."

Face Scowled irritatedly. Three days is like three weeks for him. Especially Arshen who does not want to sleep when night falls. Normally sleeping in his father's arms, three nights ago his father was not there. It really overwhelmed Niar.

"Mamih's panda eyes" he lamented.

"After forty days, Papih and Arshen will accompany Mamih's care."

Niar laughed when he heard the husband's words. Her hands continued to circle around her husband's waist.

"Don't make Papih want dong, darling. Mamih'll still be bleeding" he said.

Niar laughed at Dirga's words. Arshen's crying voice sounded. Dirga immediately approached his son.

"Children Papih don't cry dong."

The words that made Arshen stop crying. He laughed at Dirga.

"Oh my goodness, how handsome is Papih's son." Arshen laughed.

"Why naughty, hotshot Papih." Dirga kissed Arshen's cheeks.

Niar came out of his room. He'll make Dirga coffee. Dirga always complained because he had to make his own coffee. Niar doesn't want her husband to feel neglected. Moreover, she was self-conscious, Niar was not as beautiful as before. His soaring body weight made Niar especially chubby. Dirga was happy for his wife like that. But different from him.

Ugly thoughts stirred up Niar's head. Out there must be a lot of beautiful women. He feared that his position would be replaced by a woman who was happy to be the cause of the cracking of one's household.

Niar brought a cup of hot coffee into the room. Dirga looked up and smiled. Before long his forehead frowned when his wife brought him a cup of coffee.

"Tumben very, very" he said.

Niar sat next to her husband. His head he put on Dirga's shoulders.

"Definitely Papih glanced at the girl there. Moreover, Mamih's body is now like a polar bear," he said.

Dirga was even stunned to hear Niar's words. He grabbed Niar's waist. He kissed the end of his head lovingly.

"Aren't polar bears funny?"

Niar's sharp gaze gave to Dirga. "I'm fat, right" he said.

Dirga only let out a rough sigh. He did not expect his wife to have such ugly thoughts.

"Let's get it, Mih. Her name is also the woman who gave birth" replied Dirga.

"Fat or not, which is obviously Papih dear to Mamih. Faces can be many beautiful, but sincere ones are hard" he explained.

Dirga gently rubbed the tip of Niar's head. "Don't think badly. Papih does not want to think about the news out there. Especially having to look at the stress. Papih does not want to," he concluded.