Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Susan And Naima

Three months passed.

The age of Marsha content has entered the age of seven months, her stomach has been increasingly visible enlarged, her household with Zidan more harmonious and happy.

Since the beginning of Marsha was different from other women, she rarely served her husband, except in the courts, she had the best service for sure.

In addition, the other task he did was to prepare the clothes that Zidan would wear to the office, while for cooking, Zidan was the one who cooked for him more often, or the housemaid who prepares the meal, the rest of Marsha 'smart order than cook'

As a husband who already knew about the shortcomings and advantages of his wife, Zidan never sued and questioned it. The most important thing is that their relationship is happy, right?

"Zidan, when are you off? Did he say that it's been seven months to shop for baby needs?" she said spoiled while tidying up her husband's tie.

Zidan smiled as he tidied Marsha's hair. "Prophey, I'm busy with these months. I can't wait to buy it for our kids."

Marsha's not angry, she understands that. Zidan was trying to make him happy and provide for him from his own results, not from his grandfather's corporate heritage, and indeed Zidan was building two new hotels at once.

"A long time ago I did not go anywhere, I want to take Amam and Mommy shopping to Singapore? Come home in the afternoon, I'll make sure before you go home, I'm home."

Zidan looked down, kissed his wife's stomach. "Hi baby boy dady, later Mommy wants to take you for a walk with grandma, you don't be naughty, baby, don't make Mommy bother." Zidan stuck his ear to Marsha's stomach as if he could hear her son's answer in Marsha's stomach.

"Yes daddy, I won't bother mommy, I'm a good daddy and mommy" Zidan said in a voice made like a baby.

Marsha laughs.

"Thank you baby, accompany mommy. Same report daddy if there are mommy lyrics." Zidan put his ear back on, as if communicating with the child.

"Yes daddy, I'll get angry if there are mommy lyrics." Zidan rubbed the belly of dear Marsha, and showered it with many kisses.

"Good cooperation, daddy." swiped Marsha Zidan's hair, "continue with bad daddy outside who reported to mommy?"

"No, because daddy won't be naughty, daddy's heart is already completely daddy love to mommy, no one will be able to snatch anymore from daddy."

"Can you believe it?"

Zidan stood cupping Marsha's face. "I'd be foolish to be tempted by another woman out there. Already have a wife complete package, beautiful, smart, strange, fierce, chatty, good, good at satisfying on the mattress," Zidan complained when his waist got a pinch of ants from Marsha, "sick dear, dear, that's the main point that I can't get away from you."

"Messum."

"The household will be more harmonious if there is a lot of confusion in it, believe me deh. Than a lot of noise."

"But you passed mesum hey dear Mr. Zidan."

"Oh yeah? like this isn't it?" Zidan's kisses Marsha's lips are advanced because of the stalk of her cheek. Marsha shook her head.

"Lookin?" The master grabbed Marsha's lips, this time not just a kiss, but a deep kiss that reciprocated, their tongues wrapped around each other inside, with their heads moving right to the left.

Zidan's plan to make Marsha's body retreat and stop when her feet hit the mattress, instead of releasing her lip link, Zidan put down Marsha's body and confine it, if it had been this position, Zidan would not have been able to stop, Zidan would not have been able to stop, his hand had already pulled off the pregnant dress belonging to his wife.

"Zidan you're tidy." Remind Marsha her husband who's going to the office.

"Before you take a walk, I'll communicate directly with our son, love the covenant signature."

Marsha laughs. "There-there's a thing." Then her hand helped to take off her husband's coat. "Okay, sign it as you like."

Finally, that morning they repeated their activities almost every night, Zidan's clothes were neatly lying on the floor, the sound of deshan and his voice was earthy in their large room.

Those who had taken a bath, had to take a bath again, and Valent, who had been waiting at the dinner table, had to be made to wait again because the two lovebirds had not come down.

"Your stomach is not papa, am I nengokin our child every gini day?" Zidan asked as he dried his wife's hair, staring at the beautiful face that made her unable to turn to another heart.

"Hem, you treat him carefully, so no papa."

"Schecks in three days, right?" Marsha nodded. "We'll check on each other."

"Zidan, are you sure you don't want to look at your mama?"

"If I go home at night, you don't wait for me, just sleep first."

Marsha. "Cross off, Zidan I have often the same permission you make your mama, but you always do not give permission and you never want me to ajakin, later before going to Singapore, Singapore, I want to go with my mom."

Zidan was silent, staring at the brown bead from the reflection of the glass. "You don't understand my feelings, Marsha. Already let her serve her punishment, you do not seek trouble, mama I am not a woman of heart like Amam Roses and Mother Beautiful."

"Whatever a person's heart may be, if we tenderin he will change, I'm sure that I, who hate you, can change and forgive you. If I wanted to, I would only appoint men who would be fathers and husbands for me. But I still give you a chance."

Zidan took a deep breath, he knew his mistakes would be pinned down, and every time he talked about his mother, Marsha would have lectured him and reminded him of that. That's the nature of Marsha that he really likes, although Marsha sometimes impressed ketus but deep down he was so good.

"I need some time."

"Beliness."

"I've had bad luck, let's go down."

"Always divert." Marsha stood up, turned to look at Zidan annoyed.

Zidan again threw a rough breath. "I'll think about it later, don't worry, I know my mother's true nature. I've been betrayed so many times, I'm the only real child he never thought about my happiness problems. Especially if you are the target at first."

"I'm not afraid" said Marsha, Zidan just sighed. "Zidan you know that? I'm pregnant again sometimes think, I can eat and sleep well, but mama you're not there, we're not a bad boy, at least you don't want to free him."

Zidan knew that, but he let this go until Marsha gave birth, he didn't want anything to happen to Marsha, because he couldn't guarantee that her mother would change and would endanger the safety of Marsha and her child.

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Arriving at the office, Zidan ordered food to his secretary, the usual gal he did, did not want to make his wife hassles, Zidan more often asked his secretary to prepare breakfast in the morning.

A tall beautiful woman with a body no less ouhai than the model knocked on the door, she opened the door when it sounded authentic from inside.

"Your breakfast, sir" she said in a sexy voice.

"Put it on the table, Susan." Zidan replied without taking his eyes off the computer screen.

Instead of going straight out, Susan's secretary Zidan approaches Zidan's desk, annoyed that Zidan is always indifferent to her.

"In a few hours we will meet with investors from Surabaya, sir."

Zidan turned his eyes away from the computer staring at Susan. "Oh okay, you've prepared all the presentations right?"

Susan nodded. "I've prepared all sir. For the smooth running of our new branch." Susan gave her sweetest smile.

"Thank you, Susan. You've helped me a lot." Zidan stood up, walking to the table, eating his breakfast Susan bought.

"Father often have breakfast in the office, does your wife never prepare breakfast at home?" Zidan smiled considering his hot activities with Marsha this morning, hahh, he again wanted to repeat that when he came home later.

"Marsha never prepared me for breakfast, she didn't have time."

"meaning? Your wife doesn't want to serve you, is it because she's a rich kid?"

Zidan's hand moved waving, swallowing his hard food, Susan sparingly gave Zidan mineral water. Zidan receives a bottle of mineral water from Susan.

"No, not because of that, you know for yourself my wife was once a businessman and businessman. He never did things like that. I don't want it after she marries me, she's so soybean."

"But that's not the responsibility of the wife even though the wife of the Father had never done such things."

"You know not Susan? sometimes a woman before marriage never does homework, but after marriage she does her own homework? I felt like a selfish man had to demand that he do that, and his parents who raised him never asked him to do that. So I'll treat him the same way he did when he lived with his parents. Narrate her, not make her like a housekeeper, it's married in my opinion."

"I don't blame husbands for what their wives have to serve, the households they think are different, how they look at them. Honestly, the most important thing is that the household remains harmonious."

Susan looked annoyed.

"Enak was once the wife of my father. But should the wife of the Father do not act so, serving the husband is still his responsibility, even though the Father does not ask for it. Moreover, what I see, Father's wife has no attention to the same Father. Never come to the office like other wives."

"I don't care, Susan. Marsha accompanies grandfather at home, and his duty should be to be happy to be my wife. Spending my hard-earned money." Zidan had finished his meal. Then he stood up.

"Come, prepare our meeting materials. Only ten minutes away." look at Zidan in the air, Zidan walked to his desk, took his tablet, then passed leaving Susan who was now stranded, sneering at Marsha who was not paying attention to her husband.

He thinks what Marsha did was wrong, he's feeling sorry for Zidan.

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Elsewhere.

A woman wearing sunglasses, and a pregnant dress in sheer black legs, walked gracefully with her big belly. His wavy brown hair he let down, increasingly showing his charm that is always the center of attention wherever he is.

Not walking in the corridor of the Singapore shopping center, but he was walking towards the place of the women's khsus correctional institution. Before flying to Singapore Marsha decided to visit Naima first, supposedly after her marriage to Zidan she visited Naima, but Zidan did not want to be invited, and did not allow it, he said, this time he stole from Zidan, secretly visiting Naima seoarang himself.

Marsha sat in a place bounded with glass, waiting for Naima's arrival. As Naima came out with handcuffed hands and guarded by two officers, Naima stopped her steps to see who was coming.

Their gazes met, with her distinctive graceful style, Marsha released her sunglasses with a slow methion movement, not forgetting her hair she fluttered like a shampoo advertising model.

"Hi, Mama-in-law," she said as Naima sat before her. "What's up in-laws?" tanyakanya.

Naima was silent, staring blankly at Marsha in front of her, she didn't know what to say to Marsha. Marsha doesn't care about Naima not opening her voice at all.

"Ehem, Ma me and Zidan are married, Mama knows yet?" tanyanya pressed her face. "It's been three months, Ma. I'm sorry I just visited Mama." Although there was no response from Naima, Marsha pushed the chair she was sitting in.

"Look, my stomach is big." Marsha tilted her body, holding her belly with both hands showing Naima. Then he sat back down.

"I've had seven months, the plan is today, I'm the same Amam and Mommy want to go to Singapore shopping for our child's needs, but it's not like so," the story goes.

Naima remained silent, Marsha could not interpret the silence of Naima, but Marsha did not care that, his indifference did not feel disappointed with Naima's response. Marsha took something from her bag.

"This is a photo of our son's previous work," Marsha pushed a paper that showed their child's face still in the womb.

"This is a five-dimensional ultrasound, Mama should know, now the technology is getting more sophisticated, so the face of our child is already visible. Our son, Mama can see, he's handsome like Zidan, and kind like me. Three more days we'll check, Mama should pray our son is healthy always, should ya Ma."

There was still no response from Naima. Marsha clucking.

"Our life is now very happy, but our happiness will be more perfect if there is a Mama. I feel the joy of being pregnant, and I promise to make our child always happy."

"Ma, I can free Mama if Mama wants," said the offer, Marsha moved her face closer to Naima. "As my wife I want to make Zidan happy, I'm sad to see him live alone, until he built a high wall on Grandpa Valent, because of the life trauma you gave him" she said.

"There's still a chance if Mama loves Zidan. Think carefully, Ma. I'll come again, yeah .. I hope I can be with Zidan." Marsha stood up, put her sunglasses back on. "For Mama's health" he said before passing, Marsha accidentally left her ultrasound paper for Naima to see. And sure enough, Naima brought her granddaughter's ultrasound paper into her space after Marsha's departure.

From afar, Valent smiled, looking at Marsha's video of his men. He sends people to watch Marsha from afar to keep Marsha safe.