Love My Doctor Husband

NOT WANTING TO SEPARATE

Both have done their hot rituals that they do in the bathroom, without having to do unification. Kiran pursed her lips staring in dislike, at Rangga who kept smiling at her.

"You're making me cold!" says annoyed.

Rangga still displays his sinless face, even after following his nap, has made Kiran nagging, because it serves Rangga's will.

"Come on... You see, if your husband is, how many days have he fasted. And I'm not sure if we can do it as soon as we can, because you're pregnant young."

Hearing Rangga's words just now, Kiran was immediately reminded of her Papa's words earlier this afternoon.

"Mas.." called him in a low voice, and looked grim on that face.

"What's wrong?"

Sitting in front of the bed, staring at Rangga who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"Three more days, I'm leaving for England."

"Go!" rangga replied lightly, and of course it provoked Kiran's annoyance, because Rangga found the look of her face no sadness on her husband's face.

"Allahh! I'm going! And don't try, look for me!" upset ass.

Rangga chuckled softly, finding the look on his wife's upset face. That body he stood up, drawing closer to Kiran. The circle of his two hands formed perfectly on the face of his wife, who did not turn back in the slightest staring at him.

"Do you have another woman, Mom?! And could it be, it's Della?!"

"You're jealous of him?!" rangga asked with a happy smile, because he was happy, if Kiran felt jealous.

"Do I need to answer? Because without me even answering it, you already know!" sahut Kiran, with a tone that still sounded angry.

Instead of answering, what did the wife ask? Rangga actually intensified the hug, making Kiran feel a little pain.

"Mas!" call him, when he never gets an answer, from the husband.

"Yes, my wife." replied Rangga, with a tone of voice, at the end of the sentence.

"I asked you, but you didn't answer. Do you have a lover?! Even when you find out, I'll be leaving for England soon, you don't look sad at all!"

Rangga smiled, while tucking the child's hair, which fell covered part of his wife's face.

"If I don't love you, there's no way I'm sneaking around like a thief, just to meet you. If only the world knew that an ex-Mafia like Rangga would do this? They'll laugh at me."

"Keep, are you sorry?"

"No!"

"Buck...." Kiran's tone of voice seemed to be soft, after hearing her husband's long speech.

"Yes..."

"I'm leaving in three days, and I want Mas to visit me often. Because I don't want to, this child was born without a father" he said.

Rangga untied the small smile on his face. The thirty-year-old man, did not expect Kiran to think that far.

Reversing Kiran's body, looked at her.

"Without you conceiving my son, I will definitely follow where you go, Kiran! So trust me."

"You promise me? And will you come see me often?"

"Yes. I promise, I'll see you there."

A happy smile framed full on Kiran's face, after hearing what Rangga said. The body he immediately buried in Rangga's chest, leaning comfortably there.

"Mas.." call her slow.

"Yes." replied Rangga, with a warm hug that he gave.

"I promise, so you don't have to worry" said Rangga, smiling.

Kiran looked up at her husband's face. Intense two eyes, which he pointed at the lips that he had been smelled. Wanting to feel again, how that boneless flesh, made him so lulled.

Rangga smiled. Knowing what his wife meant, Rangga immediately gave such a close distance. Just now that the lips were touching each other, suddenly there was the sound of a door. And the two were immediately struck by an overwhelming panic, after hearing Papa Andi's voice, which sounded from the front of the room.

"Mas...Papa!" The look on Kiran's face panicked, with the body she immediately pulled in Rangga's arms.

Rangga sighed in annoyance. Just now he, and the wife will again be involved in a passion, now to be disturbed by the arrival, the Father-in-law, and of course it makes him both, very panicked.

Rangga immediately jumped down from the bed, and passed out from the room, and it made Kiran smile, because

how quickly he saw Rangga, disappearing.

"Kiran's...Kiran..." The sound of the pounding still sounded, when Kran never opened the door of his room.

Tidying her hair a little messy, and her clothes were slightly tangled, due to the hands of Rangga, who had been playing on his hill.

Making sure that his appearance already looked neat, Kiran immediately opened the door leaf, and of course with her usual facial features.

"What's up, Pa?"

Papa Andi raised his neck, trying to reach inside his daughter's room, to make sure that Kiran, was not hiding anything suspicious.

"I'm not hiding anything Paa.." replied Kiran, in a hearty tone.

"Of course, since Papa doesn't want the man to not have that heart, be your husband!" says firmly.

Just sighing his long breath, holding back the tightness with the words of the Father.

"What's wrong, Papa came here?"

The large suitcase that was behind his body immediately pulled out Papa Andi, bringing forward Kiran.

"This suitcase Papa just bought. And Pap feels, much better, if you start packing, so as to make sure no one's left behind. And Papa told your aunt about your condition, which is two-bodied, and she welcomed me happily, because you knew, too, that your aunt was a widow, and her child was not married."

Again the tightness squeezed Kiran's chest, after knowing the arrival of the Father.

Pull the black suitcase, and push it into his room.

"Thank you Paa." she replied in a soft voice.

"Alright, then Papa goes back to the room first," said Papa Andi's cameraman, quickly passing away, from his daughter's room.

The door leaf back Kiran tightened, and of course she did not forget to lock it. Hampa had already enveloped the twenty-six-year-old woman's face, with the gazes he kept pointing at the black suitcase.

Raising his face, and staring at Rangga who kept staring at him. Long looked at the husband, made his tears fall, and a small sob there.

" What are you afraid of?"

Not answering, Kiran actually stepped out her legs, and buried her tiny body, in Rangga's arms.

"Mas...I don't want to part with you...I don't want to part with you." said Kiran, between tears that kept spilling.

"Don't cry too much, fuck our son."

"Yes..."

"Yes..."

"Please promise me that you'll come often, see me,"

"I promise."