Love My Husband for Other Women

risma's Happiness

Ms. Desmita looked at Clara with a sad face, always feeling sorry to see Clara who always sat daydreaming in her bedroom window.

"Eat first, nduk!

I made you your favorite SOP vegetable."

Ms. Desmita approached her daughter who was sitting in the front seat of her bedroom window with a blank look.

Clara turned to her mother and smiled at her. "Yes, Mom!" Clara got up and moved to fill her stomach immediately, although her mouth felt bland when filled with food.

"Clar!" call Miss Desmita and her voice stops the princess.

'Yes, Mom!" Clara halted her steps and turned her head towards her mother.

"Are you really sure not to tell Pandu about your pregnancy?" Ms. Desmita repeated the umpteenth time with the same question to the child.

Clara breathed deeply. Staring fixedly at the mother who was waiting for an answer from him with her own face.

"Clara would never tell Pandu about this kid, Mom! Let Clara live it all by herself, God willing Clara is able and confident to raise and educate this child in the future. Believe, Mom!" Clara said firmly, hoping that her mother would no longer repeat the same question, because the answer would also remain the same.

"But the boy needs his father too, son!

And Pandu should also know." reply Bu Desmita staring fixed Clara who looks smiling wryly.

"Yes, Clara knows, Mom!

Let fate bring them together. And Clara wouldn't have preceded fate by saying this pregnancy.

Let Clara live this alone, and Let Mas Pandu also live his own life with his family.

It's been, Mom. I believe in Clara.

Let's eat, don't talk about this anymore, yes, Clara hope, I want to understand and understand the decision that Clara took this." Clara replied at length, expressing all her heart and mind, hoping that her mother could understand the decision.

Miss Desmita was throwing her breath rough. "Well, if that's what you want. And never regret it later." replied Miss Desmita weakly.

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While in another place, Risma was accompanying her son to play, while waiting for the return of her husband.

"Hore, papa's home!

Yei playing again papa, hurrah!"

Shouts of happiness from Galang and Love welcome the arrival of Pandu.

Pandu smiled and immediately welcomed the longing embrace of his two children, looking at Risma who looked beautiful with her black robe who was also staring at him with a warm smile.

Traitorous wounds do not heal easily, but forgiving and choosing to give a second chance is much more soothing, what else Risma saw Pandu so dead trying to change and show his love.

"Ma! tomorrow's the hospital schedule, right?" greet Pandu when he was in front of his wife who was kissing his hands reverent.

"Yes, Pa! tomorrow at nine." Risma looked back at her smiling husband, and the two of them stepped into the house, while her two children had already run inside.

"Tomorrow I deliver, all of us unlucky consultation added momongan, hopefully not papa huh Ma?

Your health is also much better. Healthy and healthy continue, dear, we will accompany children until they are adults and married." continued Pandu who grasped the hand of the wife and entered his room.

"Aamiin, Thank you!

You want to get ready to eat later, what now?" reply Risma looked at Pandu and smiled with her shady face.

"I want to take a shower first, you're the same kid ready. We're eating out!" reply Scout gently and kiss his wife's forehead dear. Feeling deeply in love with the woman in front of him, and never ceasing to feel guilty for having once scratched the wound in the heart of such a gentle and kind woman as Risma.

"Related, Mom?

Mother Romlah was already cooking!" sahut Risma pouted because Pandu always impromptu every time he wanted to take her out.

"No papa baby! Tell Romlah to take home his cooking.

We eat out, children must also be happy." said Pandu gently staring in the bead of the wife who began to smile sweetly.

"okay! I take a shower." said Pandu released his hand from the waist of the wife and stepped into the bathroom in his room.

"Love, Galang! Get changed, papa wants to take the road." Risma approached her two children who were busy watching her favorite cartoon show.

"Well, cool. I'll get some ice cream!" sahut love girang. "I am too." Galang also chimed in and immediately stood running towards his mother.

"Yuk change his clothes first, ready to be ready gih." reply Risma smiled, happy to see his two children who are always cheerful. Because their minds and hearts are still awake from the household crisis that almost destroyed everything.

"Sir, just take all the cooking home. Mas Pandu wants to eat out of there." Risma turned to mbak Romlah who looks to be cleaning children's toys.

"Yes, Mom! thanks so much!" sahut mbak Romlah happy and look sumringah.

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"Are you ready?" Pandu looked at his two well-dressed children.

"It's dong, pa!" reply them together cheerfully and look adorable.

"Pa, will love your sister want ice cream huh?" Love looked at his father expectantly, because indeed Pandu always limited his children so as not to eat ice cream too often.

"Can! but enough yes, because it is not good if you eat a lot of ice cream, the teeth will be broken!" reply Pandu is anxious to look at his daughter who has been seen growing up with her beautiful face.

"Ready, Papa!" both are happy.

"Yuk, go. That's mama's done with her makeup. Pretty, that's why it's so long. Aren't you?" Pandu whispered to his two children who laughed with no behavior.

"Why is that whisper?" Risma scrunched her face to look at Pandu who was holding a smile and her two children who immediately smothered her mouth.

"For mama's talk?

If you don't answer, my mom won't come!" continued Risma who oura pura pouted staring alternately at the face of the face in front of her.

"No, my mother, Mah!

Papa just said mom was beautiful!" sahut Cinta with her style.

"Yes, Ma!

Papa just said mom was pretty. Papa said, it's mama's done, pretty right? that's why it's a long dress, that's it!" Galang chimed in the words of the brother, and made Risma look at Pandu who seemed to hold back laughter.

"Pa!" the word. Risma puckered her face towards her husband.

"Yes, yeah. Women should be long-drawn. But you're really pretty, aren't you?

Pretty mom, huh?" Pandu asked his two children by playing both eyebrows, Cinta and Galang nodded with a big smile on their lips.

"Yuk leave, let it not be late." continued Pandu who immediately stood up, holding his two children walking out of the house followed by Risma behind him.

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