Married Militant

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Married Milyader Part 76

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When the lives of Naomi and Vincent look beautiful and almost perfect because they welcome the presence of the baby who is soon launching. Another story with Diska.

The younger brother of Dirga looks moody. Diska stared blankly at the garden through the balcony of her room. The swimming pool on the right side of the road near the park, deserted.

Trampoline was left idle. If he had a child, it would not have been as agitated as it is now.

Tap tap tap

"But!" call Reza.

When she looked up, she looked at her husband who was leaving for work.

"Don't daydream!" reza then patted his wife softly on the shoulder. It seems Reza realized. Lately Diska is often seen daydreaming. Diska's gaze is empty and often shocked when spoken to. Like he was busy with his own thoughts.

"Who's daydreaming?" kelit Diska's.

Reza could only sigh deeply.

"Want me to go to Mom's house? Or to Levia's place?" tawal Reza's. Maybe his wife is bored. Alone in that magnificent house.

Diska shakes.

"Then?"

"I want to be here."

"Oh ..."

"Yes, it's late. Said there was a morning meeting?"

"Hemm .. if bosen, just call."

Diska smiled wryly.

"I'm leaving, huh?"

The woman who was fighting for line two just nodded then hugged her husband.

"Be careful!" say Diska.

Reza leaves for the office, and Diska is alone at home. There are many assistants and guards.

[Who is barren among us?]

Diska flipped through the book in her hand. Although his hand held a book, but his head was busy guessing. Does one of them have a factor that makes it difficult for both of them to have offspring?

"It looks like we should see a doctor, but does Mas Reza want to?" muttered Diska.

***

A few days later.

It is Sunday morning, Reza is still asleep in bed even though the time has shown at 7 am.

"Mas ... Mas Reza!"

Diska patted her husband's shoulder slowly. She woke her husband up gently.

"Yes!"

With eyes closed, but the mouth answered.

"Wake up dong."

"It's Sunday, I'm going to sleep all day."

"Emm .. I'd like to say."

Reza blinked, then corrected his sitting position. He half-legged.

"What's the matter, honey?"

"Em .. Don't be angry?"

Reza immediately frowned.

"angry? Meanin?"

[Okay ... angry not Mas Reza if I ask for a check on the subura?]

Before saying his heart, Diska ketar-ketir. Fear Reza offended.

Reza immediately grabbed the blanket that originally covered part of his body.

"You sick?" Spontaneous palms of his hands clung to Diska's forehead.

Diska immediately shuffled, then shook her head.

"No! I'm healthy. Real healthy. It's just .. em. Don't be angry, will you?"

"Jeez, just go straight to Dis. What's the matter exactly?"

Diska nibbled her lips. It's hard to say this. Not saying it has made him nervous.

"We check fertility," said Diska very soft.

"Huh?"

Reza immediately gasped. Disk is not logical. Married just last year. Why hastily check everything. Did Diska doubt her own husband's manhood.

"Don't be weird" said Reza.

[Thuh! His eyebrows shot out sharply. Mas Reza was offended]

"Mas Reza's mad at Diska?"

Reza shook her head then moved. He got out of bed with a sour face.

***

Her night.

It's 9 p.m., but Reza hasn't been in the room yet. Diska was ready with her great clothes. He wants to try tonight, who knows next month to get good news.

"Well nine o'clock, is Mas Reza not in yet?" muttered Diska.

He then took a sleeping robe, put it on and went out of the room looking for the husband.

"Mas ... Mas Reza!"

In the living room there is nothing, on the terrace there is also nothing. Diska went back inside, looking for where her husband was.

He hears people talking in the kitchen. Diska also stepped slowly. He wants to eavesdrop.

Not far from there, Reza was sitting in the kitchen sipping coffee.

"Yes, I'm transferring tomorrow!" said Reza.

"Hemm .. okay!"

Reza rubbed his face heavily.

"Yes, I'll be there tomorrow."

Reza keeps talking on the phone. Without knowing, his wife is stealing hear. Meanwhile, Diska's forehead shriveled. He just kept eavesdropping.

"No need to call my wife, tomorrow I transfer!"

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Tut Tut Tut

Reza turned off her phone with a grim face.

"Call who, Mas?" tanya Diska suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

"God! You're making me surprised!"

Diska approached, then sat down in front of Reza.

"Call who?" reset Sharp disc.

"It's night, let's go to sleep!"

Instead of answering, Reza moved on and left Diska alone. SERIATE

***

Better to love than to love. Nasehan unfaah hehehe

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*NB: For some, do not play hp for long. Remember the health of his eyes. And remember, I'm the spy. Hihihihih kaboooorrr.