
The two men are now toast. All he drank was water. Tonight they will be able to make sure they both sleep outside the room.
"Let's toast, Mert." Miko said while banging her glass with a glass in Mert's hand.
"Women are difficult to understand, there is a turn to ask for, it is our turn to want to, there is only a reason," grumbled Miko.
"Well that's how women, want to win it themselves, when all we ask is capital stretched out, and accept the pleasure we offer," replied Mert chimed
"Hey hey hey on speaking of what'an you guys? Speaking of your wives, huh?" The oma from inside just got in the way
"E-nothing like oma." Miko immediately rested her back on the back of the chair, and placed her glass on the table. If there is an Oma, certainly not a defense that is obtained, it is possible that Oma will give enlightenment until noon.
"Mert, if you don't want to be honest Oma will be your ear jeweler, will you!?" Oma was upset that neither of her grandchildren would open their mouths.
"What the hell is Oma, playing jewel like an elementary school kid. Mert is married to Oma." said Mert, keeping his ears out of Oma's hands.
"Yes, Oma. What do we think we're still snot kids?" Miko Protests.
"For Oma you will always be a snot. You're Oma's little, wayward grandson."
"Oh, Oma is ashamed. We are grown and have a wife too. It's Mert."
"Yes, Oma."
"Let's now tell Oma what's the problem with you two so that your faces become so cute?" Oma started to put on a serious face
"Well, Oma she doesn't want to love Miko, Anu."
"Anu what's the hell? It's not clear what a child is." Oma smiled as she frowned, not understanding the meaning of Miko's words While Miko scratched her nape that began to itch.
"fuck, oma. Dara does not want to be close to Miko, Miko stinks. Though I've had the cleanest bath possible, and of course it's embarrassing Oma. Miko is perveck but stinks. Not very much."
"O ... Since when did he say you stink?"
"Today was Oma, and Dara was vomiting. Continues how Miko can indehoy if she is allergic to the same sweat Miko."
Oma nodded her head. Hopefully, the assumption is not wrong. As a woman who has eaten too much salt acid, of course Oma already knows that her grandson is experiencing, young pregnant women do mostly have almost the same characteristics. His taste suddenly changes direction as well as the mood that changes every day, even every moment.
"If you were Mert? What happened to your wife? Don't tell me you made the same mistake? My granddaughter is the dumbest and most annoying." This time, Oma really grabbed Mert's ear.
"I just made a little mistake, Oma. When in the office, there was one of the female working partners who wanted to capture the moment when we were together. He took me a selfie. He said make me a memory, and I also save, to appreciate our cooperation. Zara was angry. He kicked me out of the room. He usually understands my explanation. But these days he's more sensitive. I have to how's Oma?"
"Zara's jealous, you better apologize. And just delete that photo. Beres right?"
"The problem is, what Oma said I did. But Zara's still jealous, she's crying and she's still kicking me out, Oma."
"My granddaughter Mert, Zara seems to have started to love you."
"What's even stranger, he really likes the rice pecel in the front stall of the gang. to persuade him not to be angry again, I buy'in. In fact he vomited vomit when I opened it as soon as I opened it rice pecel."
"To ensure a change in your wife's attitude, you better call Dr. Namiras. After practice, tell me to stop by here."Oma said wisely.
"Namira's? Arsena's friend in college? Isn't he Oma's obstetrician?" Mioo.
"Yes? It's possible that your wife is both pregnant."
"Hamiiii ...." Miko and Mert together. The two of them looked at each other then pushed the chair back and ran out of the corridor.
"Goddessa ....!"
"Eh what is this screaming. You want Excel and Cello to be surprised by your lightning-like voice." Rena looks bustle with Miko who bars bar.
"This too. You guys got a back garden ghost!" Now replace Rena scold Mert who is no less bar-bar with Miko.
"Andini, Mama's heart almost relapsed, because two men were acting in bars." Adu Rena on the new Andini a few steps down the stairs.
"Who's Ma's bar?" Andini has not seen Miko and Mert.
"Who else would it be if it wasn't your other son and nephew."
"Come, time and time."
"Mama, there's just one, the daylight saving time is like this."
Andini immediately took the baby from Rena's sling. Smell for a while and take her to the room. For a while their room moved on the first floor. For the workspace Arsena remains on the second floor. Because Andini who just gave birth is unlikely to have to go up and down repeatedly.
"Go ! You fucking cheater. That woman must be your affair, right?"
"Sueeeer, I dare to be struck by glederrrr, I'm not cheating, what's the point?"
Mert tried to temper Zara's anger, and hugged her. " Dear, Oma's first granddaughter will definitely kill me, if I cheat. Don't you remember when I stained you, how my face was battered by my cousin."
"The black stuff just disappeared. Time to go again" said Mert a little jokingly
"Yes, aren't you cheating?"
"Not so dear." Mert shook his head strongly. Signs he's not lying one bit.
"So I'm afraid I'm cheating." Zara is now laying her head on Mert's chest. Mert stroked Zara's shoulder fondly. While peeping the top of his head wearing a hijab.
"Cie is not angry. Now stick it like a postage stamp." Arini said, who just came home from college. The nosy girl poked her head into Mert's room. Actually, he had no intention of peeping. But the echoing sound that suddenly disappeared made Arini curious.
"What the hell, little boy go there!" expel Mert.
"Yes, yes, go. Zara don't want to be in modusin with Kak Mert yes, he was originally a stumped crocodile. He's a former playboy" Arini said
"Mas!" Zara looks affected by the word Arini.
"Arini, can't you, don't make a mess? Go there! It's hot you're here." Mert drives Arini away by pushing Arini's body, then locks the door.
"Yes Zara, believe me just the same.
Arini really likes to be ignorant with Mert, in addition to the age that is not too far away. When they meet, they look like Tom and Jerry.
"That's lying baby, you don't believe it, do you? Udah, anyway jealous and friends his friend better throw it away than make you more unsettled like this. "
"Oh yeah, Namira's doctor will come and he'll check on Dara and you baby."
"Mending now do not have to think macem macem." Mert hugged Zara once more.
Zara seemed to think. If Namira comes, does that mean Mert suspects that Dara and herself are pregnant.
Zara immediately sat down and checked the calendar that was on her phone. He remembers the last day of menstruation. Apparently true, it should have been two weeks ago she went back through her period again. But to this day Zara's monthly guests haven't arrived yet.
Zara was frozen on the side of the bed. Staring at the phone with lips engraved with a smile.
"Mas!"
"Yes dear." Mert is approaching.
"Sit here." Dara patted the bed beside her.
According to Mert, they were staring at flat objects together with his wife.
"Mas, I should have had a monthly guest two weeks ago, but until now the guest has not come. So ..."
"Darling does that mean you're carrying our baby? I'm gonna have a baby?
"Yeiiiii I will have a baby !! Zara's pregnant I'll be Abi ...." Mert carrying Zara turned around in the room. Mert was back on the bar.
"Sttt, Mas this is not certain, we have no evidence," said Zara embarrassed.
"Honey, the evidence is clear, you're late for a monthly guest."
Mert was happy. He raised Zara's body again, holding her around for a few rounds. Mert is very happy, his love for Zara is now getting stronger and stronger. Dirahim Zara has grown the seeds of Love Mert and himself.