I'm Not Taking It Again

Strong Child

Friends of Mamah Septi came to Dirga's house. Make a boisterous house that is usually quiet. Mbok Sum is a little overwhelmed by the sudden arrival of the socialite gang of his employer's mother.

Hearing the commotion, Niar came out of the room. His forehead shriveled when he saw many people in his house.

"Mrs, sorry. If Madam wants fruit, please just take it yourself, yes. I want to give this drink to Mom." Mbok Sum left Niar. And Niar chose to go to the kitchen to pick up his favorite fruits.

Lots of water spills there. Making Niar should avoid puddles of water. The reason, Niar accidentally stepped on a piece of ice that fell.

Brugh!

Niar's body fell in a supine position. Mbok Sum and Mamah Septi who heard the sound of a fall immediately headed for the kitchen. They saw blood flowing down Niar's leg. Mbok Sum shouted hysterically. Moreover Niar grimaced in pain holding his stomach.

"Mother, please help me," pinta Mbok Sum. Mamah Septi was still staring at Niar's feet continuously.

"My stomach hurts, Mommy." Without thinking long, Mbok Sum immediately contacted Dirga.

With all the panic and confusion, Dirga headed to his house, constantly reprimanding Kenan. Arriving at home, he saw his Mom who was busy chatting with many friends. His wife is bleeding.

"Dissolve!" dirga exclaimed with raging anger.

Dirga immediately ran to find his wife. Dirga quickly carried Niar's pale body to his car. And Kenan has cleared up the socialite mothers by dishonorably driving them away.

"You should love your daughter-in-law more than your friends." Kenan said right on Mamah Septi's face. And then, he caught up with his boss who had been to the hospital with the office driver Kenan had just called.

Dirga kept screaming in the car. The streets are jammed.

"Defend ya, Yang."

Half an hour later they arrived at the hospital. Niar has been treated by a doctor and Dirga can only move. Moreover, seeing his pants and shirt there is a blood patch.

The gentle touch of Kenan made Dirga exhale heavily. He cursed his folly for having asked the mama to accompany Niar at home. If, Dirga didn't ask for it. Unwanted things like this are not going to happen.

"I told Mr. Deri. And told Mr. Deri to take Mom away. Because I know, you don't want to meet your own mother, do you." There was no response from Dirga. His eyes were still staring into the IGD room.

The door of the room was open. A nurse called Dirga's name. With a fearful step, Dirga followed the nurse's footsteps. Niar was still lying weakly on the sickbed.

"His husband's father?" Dirga nodded while clasping Niar's hand.

"Alhamdulillah, the content of your wife is very strong. This bleeding does not cause anything. It's just, your wife has to bed rest. Don't move too much." It was a relief to Dirga. It turns out his fear didn't happen. God is good to him and Niar.

"Good doc. I'll take care of my wife more." The doctor said goodbye and for today Niar had to rest in the hospital for a periodic review of his womb.

"Thank you, Son. You have become a strong child" he said gently as he rubbed Niar's stomach.

"Ay," call the weak Niar.

"Yes, Honey. Is anyone still sick?" Niar shakes.

"Today you were treated here first, yes. Tomorrow you can go home."

"Mah-mah."

"Mamah, you've taken me out of nowhere. And he won't bother you anymore. I'm sorry, I've brought the wrong people to look after you." Niar just smiled hearing it.

"Alhamdulillah, he is still here" he pointed to Niar's stomach.

Niar could not hold his own. In fact, Niar was already discouraged from seeing the blood that continued to flow on his legs.

"Not many thoughts. I will always be by your side."

The days of Niar were passed with great happiness. Cravings change into a time of revenge. Dirga could not speak, when he saw his wife who was pregnant for five months eating all the food served very greedily. Not to mention, some of the food she bought on the roadside after they finished checking the contents.

"Who, are you still capable?" Niar just finished a bowl of fruit soup. Now, he has opened the pentol sauce he bought. Not to mention a very stinging nose.

"Still hungry." Those two words were always the mainstay of Niar.

Dirga who saw his wife eat just feel full. Unlike Niar who has not felt full. Dirga would never forbid Niar from eating anything. Because it is also a doctor's advice. Most importantly there is the intake of vitamins and minerals that enter the body Niar. The hormones of pregnant women are different. As a result within 1 month Niar's weight rose five kilos.

"Yeah!" shout Niar.

Dirga who had just entered the bathroom immediately came out without wearing a single thread. "Why, Yang?" Niar's shout that answered Dirga's question made Dirga more worried.

"Don't come any closer! I'm looking at your trunk" said Niar, closing his eyes.

Dirga digested what his wife said. A proboscis? Dirga looked down and he laughed out loud.

"You think mine is an elephant" said Dirga, laughing.

"Udah went in there" said Niar who did not want to see the innocent body of her husband. It was certain Niar would ask for rations to her husband. This pregnancy is undeniable, Niar libido increases.

Instead of going into the bathroom, Dirga teased Niar more and more. Hugged him and rubbed him into Niar's lower body.

"Ay," he lamented.

"Why, Yang? Want, huh?" dirga Goda.

Niar continued to close his eyes and catch his breath. He cannot be tempted by the touch of Dirga's trunk. Can't do.

Until the moaning sounded to make Dirga smile mischievously. Now Dirga opened Niar's palm and brought his face closer to Niar's face. Pasting her lips to Niar's cherry-red lips. It was as well as permeating as Dirga and Niar did.

The touch here and there Dirga had given until Niar felt flying into the clouds. Dirga really likes to see the face of his wife who is horny like this. Suddenly a mischievous idea appeared in Dirga's head.

"Ouch, mules Yang." The face of pleasure turns into the face of anger. Dirga ran into the bathroom and locked it from the inside. I heard a very satisfied laugh from inside.

"Dirga!"

"Responsible, you!"

"Hahahaha, it's Yang. I'm still tired. We just finished five rounds. Time to go again."

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