Look at Me, My Husband
Bonus Chapters
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The loud cry of London in the middle of the night blind shocked the Wira who had just closed her eyes. He was already the father of Vienna Pelangie Wirayudha, but this was his first experience. Surprised by the sound of crying babies in the middle of the night and unable to sleep soundly as usual.
"What else is this?" The hero opened his eyes as he felt the movement beside him. Naina got up and dragged her feet closer towards the crib.
"Wake up again?" ask Wira, massage her temples. Head's dizzy. Since the presence of London, his sleep has never been sound. Every two hours he would wake up to his son's starving cries.
"Yes, hungry sister, Mas." Naina said softly while holding back the drowsiness of sitting on the sofa and started breastfeeding her son. Within seconds, London's starving screams disappeared along with an impatient-sounding decapitation.
"Just sleep, Mom." Naina felt sorry for her husband. During these days her husband could not sleep well, sometimes could not sleep all night because of the sound of their son crying.
"How can I sleep, Nai." The hero straightened his seat, squeezing his dizzy head.
"Mas moved to sleep in the next room alone." Naina proposes. Occasionally he sighed as the baby London tight straws at the top of his chest.
"I don't want to. We've been separated for a long time, now we have to separate again." The hero said as he stretched himself and hugged the bolster.
"Or just me and baby moving out. So you can sleep, Mas," Naina suggested.
The hero opened his eyes. "No. No one should step out of this room. We're still sleeping together, Nai."
"I feel sorry for you, Mom. Its nothing. William told me yesterday .. if his boss slept in the meeting room." Naina's voice sounded slow. He feels guilty.
"It's okay, Nai. I'm his boss, it's okay for me to sleep anywhere. I am free to sleep on the meeting table. Who dares to nag me." The hero chuckled, staring at Naina from a distance. Before long, his eyes dimmed and finally fell asleep in the silence of the night.
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Painting Dusk
Two years pass, Wira and Naina rearrange their feelings that are divorced because of the past.
The moon had already risen when Wira threw her phone on the bed. He had just contacted Dennis after previously having a chance to discuss with his mother who almost every day called the name of the brother in every chat.
Naina just came out of the bathroom with a bathrobe wrapped around her waist, she lost the pink nightgown she prepared before entering and soaking in the bathtub.
“Mas, don't you see my nightgown?” naina asked confusedly. Pacing around the room to look for the whereabouts of her new nightgown.
“I don't know, Nai. I haven't seen a dress at all.” The woman replied, sitting on the sofa.
“This must have been you, right?. Guess what," guess Naina.
“Already, don't nag. You don't need a nightgown. Those attached to your skin should be removed immediately so as not to interfere with the manufacturing process of Orlando and Sydney.” Hero chuckles.
Bruk!
Naina's body fell down, landing sweetly on the sofa of the room. The hero really took advantage of the situation, rose to the top and pierced his wife's body.
“What-is-is, Mas?” naina Protest.
“Mumping the two bullies asleep, we take advantage of the time to make a third troublemaker, complement our small family.” The hero played both of his eyebrows, smiling seductively.
Since the presence of London, the residence of Wira and Naina has always been crowded. From the sound of crying, screams to quarrels filled the days. None of their houses were deserted, except for two of their children sleeping.
Age differences do not prevent the dispute from occurring. London who is not too smart to talk and understand many things, but fast forward in terms of shouting every feeling played with, jogged cry and raging every want something.
Previously, Wira thought when having a pair of children, everything would go smoothly. Gender differences, of course, will not make Vienna and London involved in disputes. No drama fighting over toys. But the assumption is wrong, both of them hit from opening their eyes to closing their eyes. Not infrequently Wira fled to his work room soundproof when the dispute occurred.
“Two is not enough, Mas?” asked Naina with her face off. Especially when he could feel the hand of the Hero was already wandering everywhere.
“Not yet, it should probably be two pairs, just calm this world. No more London plays by her brother or Vienna forced to play swords. They've found a partner of some kind.” The smiling nosy hero.
“I don't want to anymore, Mom. Every time I get pregnant there is drama in my life. If you want, I'll allow Mas to get pregnant with our third child. So Mas can enjoy the taste,” cerocos Naina.
The hero seems to think. “Time to get third child ... I have to remarry?” fishing, senggulai.
Naina slips. Every time we talk about other women, the mother of Vienna and London is always sensitive. “Come, then,” take Naina with a pouty face.
“Nah, so. You look cute according to Nai.” Hero presents a kiss on Naina's forehead before starting. “On the sofa or in ..” The voice of the Hero disappeared, changing the cry of his daughter.
“BUN ... DA....” shouted Vienna from across the door of the room, breaking the silence of the night, disturbing the pleasures of his parents.
THE END
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