Little Wife Om Pedophile

BAYI

If ...

A word that is always a solace, when everything happens out of control and also plans that have been set. It also disturbs Dania's mind. There was a lot if in his mind every time he remembered what he had been through all this time. Especially after Dania found out that Nino had once kept another woman in her heart.

"I forgive you! I'll give you all my apologies. If ...." Dania purposely hung up her sentence. Wanting to know if Nino had truly forgotten the woman, who was none other than the younger sister of Dania's biological mother.

Nino's head lowered to look right into Dania's eyeball which was raising her head. "If?"

Dania's lips moved here and there, trying to sort out the right words. "If ... If, you can make me believe that I'm the only one you love!"

"That's all?" Nino raised her eyebrows together with a faint smile that fascinated anyone, including Dania.

Dania. Hiding his admiration for the figure who was standing looming before him. "You are so proud, you pedophile!"

Nino was able to feel the nervousness of Dania from her attitude that suddenly turned around, but did not reduce the distance between them in the slightest. Seeing that, Nino immediately pushed Dania's body against the wall until the coldness of the bathroom wall can be felt by Dania.

"What are you" Dania choked when she felt back Nino's touch that could always make her fly and float.

"Looks like you still don't feel my love, My sweet baby wife. So, let's make a baby now !"

***

The sound of the clanking of spoons filled the silence in Sanjaya's mansion this morning. There is no conversation between the two people who usually always look friendly wherever they are.

"Ma? Pa?" The voice of the little princess, disperse the daydream of the two men.

Those slightly puffy round eyes turned their head and looked at her daughter. "What's up, Tary baby? You need anything?"

Sarah Lestary Sanjaya's. Daughter Deta and Ricky. She has reached her tenth year of age. Obviously he understood that something had happened to his parents.

"Did Mom and Dad have a fight?" tary asked worriedly, seeing the cold attitude of the father to his mother.

Deta smiled knots and put down her spoon. "No, Honey! Mom and Dad are fine."

"If it's good, why are you silent? Not as usual." Tary glanced at her father who did not react in the slightest to her question.

"Ehem ..," Deta cleared her throat to attract Ricky and it did not go unnoticed by her daughter. "Mama's gonna get your lunch box ready, honey. Now, you finish the breakfast first! Ok?"

Tary just nodded her head and pointed her thumb towards Deta. His gaze could not even be separated from the figure of the mother who began to disappear behind the kitchen wall.

"Father!!!" Tary kicked the table slowly, but was able to get Ricky to look at her.

Ricky raised his eyebrows. "What are you doing, Tary? It's not polite to be that way to parents."

Tary snorted small with pursed lips. "Papa is more disrespectful!"

"What do you mean?" ricky asked confused, not understanding where the direction of the conversation his daughter was.

Tary's seat moved backwards until the small body could stand up and approach her father. "Why did you fight with your mom?"

There was a deep sadness from the question of the proud little girl of Sanjaya's family. Of course, Tary felt because since childhood, he was always shown affection and cohesiveness of both parents. So, for him to see the state of his parents like this is something that is very painful.

Ricky lifted his daughter's body and sat her in the chair that was previously occupied by Deta. His eyes looked at the round eyes of the boy who was passed down by Deta. Guilt soon caught Ricky. The fact that all this started from his immature attitude made Ricky like he was shot right in the heart of his heart.

"Sorry ...." Ricky bowed before his daughter.

The touch on both cheeks of Ricky forced him to raise his head. Again he saw that round eyes were looking at him with love, but also a sense of disappointment.

"Have you finished your breakfast, honey?" deta asked, trying to distract Tary who seemed to be still curious about the problems his parents were facing.

Tary smiled cheerfully. "Already, Ma!"

Deta was a little surprised because Tary was cheerful again. "Smart kid! Then, drink your milk now or you'll be late for school."

Tary quickly sipped the warm milk that Deta had prepared and left for school as usual.

Pt ... Pt ...

Tary dyed Deta's cheeks and Ricky took turns. "I love mom and dad. Very ... Very ... So loving! Please never break my heart!"

After saying that, Tary waltzed away with a hand that was waving to no one.

"Well!" Deta sighed, as if she had just released a heavy burden on her heart. Then, without excuse, he moved back to the kitchen with his hands busy tying his hair. "Hey, what is this?" Deta's round eyes widened when she turned her head and saw Ricky had just held his hand over her head.

Ricky, blinded by longing, thoughtlessly pushes Deta's body behind a wall and starts the game.

"Mas ..," she said as Ricky was about to unbutton her clothes.

Decitan Deta's voice made Ricky aware and looked at his wife who somehow seemed not to enjoy the game. "What's up, honey?"

Deta's round eyes glazed. "Maas ...."

Ricky can't take it anymore. Soon he grabbed Deta's body and took her into his arms. "Sorry, Honey! I'm sorry for this ridiculous. Sorry I acted like a child. In fact, our son can act like an adult."

Deta could feel Ricky's body trembling in tears, though she didn't see her husband's tears. However, ten more years of living with Ricky makes Deta very familiar with the Sanjaya family heir.

"No, Mom! It's not entirely my fault, it's my fault too. Supposedly, I could keep me from embracing" Deta's lips were stopped by Ricky's sudden hand movement.

Ricky's big hand cupped both cheeks of Deta which now began to contain as before. One by one cheek of Deta he kissed lovingly.

"I love you." Ricky kissed a glimpse of Deta's tiny lips. "Always love you."

Deta just smiled full haru. Seeing her husband who had returned to be warm to her.

Suddenly Ricky knelt down and made Deta panic. However, Ricky quickly grabbed the hand of Deta who wanted to help him stand up.

"Darling, listen to me!" Ricky pulled Deta's hand over a little bit to see it. "I'm sorry I ignored you, but I really don't intend to make you sad. I ... I was just surprised to find out that there is a fruit of our love in here. That fear instantly overshadowed me, until I forgot the happiness we would get because of his presence." Ricky rubbed gently on Deta's stomach which began to harden with one of her hands.

Deta's tears were dripping with no resistance. He knows, Ricky is angry not because he does not want the child in the womb. Rather, the man only still felt fear every time he remembered the moment Deta gave birth to Tary into this world. But seeing Ricky rubbing his stomach like this, it felt like Deta was already convinced that Ricky would be able to dispel his old fears.

"Darling?" Ricky stopped his swab and looked at Deta who had just wiped her tears.

Deta smiled thinly. "Yes, Mas?"

"This time you can't give birth normally! I want our son to be born by Caesarean section alone." Mr. Sanjaya has given orders. What else can Deta do?

"That must be just the reason so you don't scratch it during childbirth, Sister-in-law ...."

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