
I love him, not because of his looks. Not because he said. And not because of the promise he made to me.
I love her because my heart says so.
I love him, because his steadfast figure assures me that he is my destiny.
I love her for no reason.
And now, I am increasingly aware that my love for her is like the sky that is always up there. It will never collapse even if there are no poles to support it. Keep it wide, as wide as the world. Yes, that's how I love him.
Risa's smile expands, her hand moves rubbing Juna's hair that feels soft teasing Risa's hand to continue stroking her.
“Sayang.”
“Hm?”
“If you get pregnant again, I promise, I will definitely take care of you properly. Nor will I repeat my folly again,” said Juna.
Risa smiled wryly, she looked at her husband's face with a calm look.
Juna, the man now lies his head on his wife's thigh, indulging in the time that passes by them.
“Have your promise well,” Risa said.
“Em, definitely,” replied Juna while immersing his face on Risa's flat stomach.
“My dear who is currently struggling to get to the egg of your future mother, spirit yes,” said Juna who was talking to Risa's stomach.
Heard her husband's words. Risa giggled.
“Every prospective father,” said Risa memahuti words Juna.
“My Wifey,” call Juna.
“Yes, My Hubby?” risa's reply was following the way Juna called her.
“I love you,” says Juna.
”I'm tired of hearing it,” complained Risa.
“Ck, you are indeed very difficult to invite romantic,” protest Juna, a grunt was heard from him.
“Anged?” ask Risa.
“No, I can be angry with you. Even if I am angry, later on you are also angry with me,” said Juna.
Risa smiled amusedly, “Women are like that, darling,” she said.
“Ask what?”
“Why are women complicated?”
Risa was silent for a while, before then she replied, “More precisely like to complicate something that actually looks simple.”
“So, what's the reason?” ask Juna.
“No idea,” replied Risa.
“Kok don't know?” ask Juna, again.
“Ya don't know. Anyway, I am complicated and like to complicate things, huh?”
“Eh, not that, dear. I didn't say that, ” to Juna.
“I'm a woman too,” said Risa, her face looks upset.
“Yes, you are a woman. But you are different from other women,” argued Juna.
“What's the difference?” sulkan Risa's.
“Bedya, you can have my soul and body completely, while other women do not,” her throw with the accompanying blink of an eye.
Risa throttled, she held back her smile that was almost blooming happily.
“What about your heart? Is your heart mine too?”
“Owns the creator, Honey. But, all this, all my body is yours,” said Juna, his smile turning into a sneer.
“Ck, stay away from me, I'm really tired of seeing you,” said Risa while removing Juna's head from her thighs.
The woman then walked away from her husband, she stepped up the stairs, about to go to her room.
“Honey,” call Juna.
“Stop being spoiled. I want to prepare the clothes that we will bring to Mama's house with Papa later tonight,” exclaimed Risa from upstairs.
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Hello, my mother wants to ask, what if Risa is pregnant again? Then, when is the right moment Risa is pregnant? Comment yaa...
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