Love Wife Savings

Episode 22

Desi was already prepared with her work clothes, and this was the moment that was waiting for by Febri, because if the wife had gone to work she could go to Safa's house and spend the night there.

"You sure you don't want to be anterin ? Mas again no work loh" bargained Febri.

Desi looked at her husband with a smile "No need Mas, you rest just must be tired of the afternoon's games" Desi replied with a chuckle.

Febri also chuckled, he again observed the wife who was tidying up her hijab. His wife was beautiful, she was so interested in Desi even to the infatuation, but the lack of Desi which resulted in Febri as now.

"I walk first Mas, it's too late" said Desi, he glanced at the clock in his hand. "You're fine at home, don't get tired tonight" Desi continued.

"Dear, you're also careful on the road"

Desi kissed the back of her husband's hand, that's what Desi's habit is.

After his wife's departure, Febri began to prepare to go to Safa's house. But before leaving he approached Bi Ratih and said something.

"I want to go Bi, I won't be home tonight. Aunt please take good care of the house !!"

"Well sir, hmmm where do you want to stay ? I'm sorry sir if I ask you later if you ask me not confused answer what"

"If my wife just told me I was sleeping at home and in my room, don't tell me I'm out tonight. I try to go home at 04am before Desi comes home"

Although hesitant and confused, Bi Ratih nodded her head, she felt that her male employer was hiding something. But Bi Ratih did not want to ask more because in this house he was only an Art .

"Thank you in advance Bi, then I go Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

Febri stepped foot with a fast pace, it seemed he was impatient to meet with Safa and stroked the flat stomach of Safa which every month will grow bigger.

Ah just imagining it makes Febri happy, especially if it really happened. There will be someone who calls him Father or Papa.

When he was recently married to Desi, he and Desi agreed to make their children call him Papa and Mama, but always hope does not match reality. Because until now Desi never gave birth to her child.

Even until both parents Febri breathed his last Desi did not get pregnant. Currently, only the mother-in-law is the mother of Desi whose age is very old. But still able to walk.

"What is Safa doing now ? has he eaten ?"

The car stops when the street lights turn red, while waiting for the lights to turn green Febri re-imagines Safa and her future child.

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"Hi Des just got to ?" ask Putri who became his friend in sif tonight, because Tata he different Sif.

"Yes, Put, how have you been there for so long ?"

"Not yet ?"

The look on the Princess's face looked gloomy, Desi knew what the woman's problem was. Some time ago the husband of the Princess was married again and it was at the request of the Princess herself.

"Why Put ? is there a problem ?" ask Desi.

The Princess let out a long sigh "I think my decision to Mas Heru remarry is a big mistake, because after marriage Mas Heru is more attentive to the same easy wife and often ignores me"

"And I used to be the same Ordinance said, if not strong in honey mending do not be strange, now you understand how the pain in duakan. If I am ogah Put in honey, if I can not give Mas Febri offspring then any woman should not give him a child" explained Desi memgebu.

"I just want Mas Heru happy Des"

"How to make a husband happy is not only from the descendants of Put, there are many other ways. Now look at your husband being happy but you're suffering"

The princess fell silent, Desi's words were all right. Today her husband is happy while she is suffering, and every night she will feel jealous when he stays at her honeymoon home.

"Yes Des, maybe because it's just been in the honey so my heart has not been accepted in the divide like this"

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Febri's car entered the courtyard of a minimalist house in Safa, before descending he patched a pocket of snacks that he bought in the minimarket earlier.

"Assalamualaikum" cried Febri loudly.

Not waiting for long Safa had opened the door, Febri smiled as well as Safa.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Let's go in Mas".

"Not salim yet ? just met"

Safa chuckled, grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him. Even Safa's strange murmurs felt like Febri when the back of her hand was stuck to Safa's tiny lips.

"Yes already yuk in, a lot of people who see not good" said Febri.

The two entered and headed for the family room, Febri gave the snacks he bought earlier to Safa.

"Fa Mas wants to say something to you"

"What the hell is it ? say it !".

"Tomorrow you're moving out of this house"

Hearing this Safa was shocked, what was this form of expulsion openly by her husband, but why now if Febri would throw her out ? why not when she was not pregnant with her child.

"Drave me ?" safa asked with a trembling tone. Maybe because of pregnancy hormones so Safa becomes crybaby.

"Not riled Fa, but moved. Where might be Mas ngusir you who is pregnant with his son Mas"

"Moved ? move where is Mas ?"

"Surface to apartment. Mas just remembered his father Mas gave his hadia apartment to Mas, it used to be rented but it has been empty for 4 months so you moved there"

"What happened to this house ? I'm comfortable living here, Mom"

Febri let out a long sigh "Mas afraid Desi knows about our relationship Dear, Mas has not wanted everything to be revealed"

"So long as we keep all of this a secret just like Desi Mas, I also need certainty, I don't want to always be your betel wife" asked Safa with the corner of her eyes that began to water.

"Love the time ! if everything is right, Mas will tell Desi and marry you officially" Febri replied.

Safa bowed her head, I don't know when the time came, which Safa would be patient waiting for reassurance from her own husband.

"You want to move there ? "

"As far as you are ! I'll come" Safa replied.

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