MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage

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Patience..The word is short, easy to say, often buzzed, scattered everywhere, but it takes a very huge energy to be able to apply it when it is critical and needed.

Patience..Instilling it in the liver needs to exercise many times even though it fails more often. Need to restore the taste and ego that often breaks down tears hold up the matter of widening the heart. Need a solid backrest to bear the onslaught of emotions that thrashed asking to be released so.

Patience...Not as simple as the letter. The proof is clearly not easy, even though oral has spoken patiently. Like squeezing the heart together. It was not enough to sculpt it to the bottom of the heart..

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The days have passed so quickly. Until without feeling the pregnancy Alisha has entered nine months. That's a sign the day before birth is getting closer to him. And fear automatically begins to envelop him. So no wonder, if his current attitude is a little sensitive. And fortunately Gibran understood it, so he always faced it with so much patience.

"Darling, what are you doing? How do you sit here anyway?" asked Gibran when he saw his wife who was seen sitting on the edge of the fish pond in the garden of his house.

"Eh! Did you go home?" alisha was a little surprised to see Gibran, who was already behind her.

"Dear, Mas's home, '" he replied as he peeked at the top of his wife's head, "But by the way you're saying what's sitting here, anyway?" he asked again as he sat right next to his wife.

"Icha again look at the fish that gave birth to Mas, see too many babies?" alisha looked back at the fish pond. Hearing the words of his wife, Gibran's gaze immediately led to the fish pond as well.

"Maa shaa Allah, ho'oh much and funny huh dear?" reply Gibran looks amazed to see the baby fish.

"Hum... will later if Icha gives birth, will be as easy as the mother of the fish gave birth to Mas?" alisha asked, without looking at her husband at all. Because his gaze was still leading into the fish pond that was in front of him.

Hearing the question from his wife, Gibran's view immediately turned to Alisha. In fact, he also grabbed his wife's face so that his wife's gaze also turned to him.

"Darling, I know your fears right now. But honey, if you keep thinking about the things that scare you, there will be an effect on our dear child. She must be sad because she feels like a burden to her mother. You want our son to be sad because he feels burdened to see his mother like this, hm?"

Alisha immediately gasped at her husband's words. And at once he imagined the sad face of his heart. Then he rubbed his enlarged stomach.

"No, Icha does not want to see the Son of Icha grieving Mas," he replied still looking at his stomach and still stroking it.

"Well, don't you feel burdened too? Trust me, everything's gonna be fine, honey. And he always prayed that God would make things easier. Until you and our baby are safe. So you should be excited, honey?" gibran said, as he gently dyed his wife's forehead.

"In shaa Allah Mas" replied Alisha, looking calmer.

"Alhamdulillah, have we entered yuk now? You see, Mas has not yet taken a bath" asked Gibran as he held his wife's hand.

"Yes, come on" replied Alisha, who finally followed her husband's steps into their home. Even Gibran also immediately took his wife to their room. And when he got in the room.

"Have you taken a shower yet, dear?" gibran asked as he opened the suit and tie he was still wearing.

"It's already. Icha has taken a bath," Alisha replied as she was.

"Yes loh! Kiss me if you don't believe it! The Icha already smell good!" reply Alisha with her innocent face. Because he was told to kiss his wife, Gibran immediately kissed Alisha. After that, he closed his nose.

"Hum..! It still stinks, honey! You haven't bathed?"

Heard her husband's words, and saw him covering his nose. Spontaneously Alisha kissed her armpit. Make Gibran, smile thinly at him. Because he was teasing her.

"No! It doesn't smell like me! It was the feeling of Mas aja," he replied, still smelling the aroma in his body.

"Honey, umm.kan really stink," said Gibran again, as he again sniffed his nose to the rest of Alisha's body, "Iiya nih still smells dear. Or maybe this is because you splashed the fish pond water kali Darling. That's why it kind of stinks Amis, you know," he continued, which seems like he has other plans. So he seems to be trying to make Alisha believe his words.

"Yes, yeah? When I saw the fish giving birth, Icha a little splashed anyway. But just a little kok Mas," reply Alisha looks so innocent.

"Yes, it's still darling. Even though the splash is only a little, the fish water is still the smell of Amiscan?"

"Keep how dong?"

"Yes take another shower, dear dong! Yes, if you are lazy to shower. Let Mas take a bath, let's take a bath" Gibran asked as he held his wife's hand and took her straight to the bathroom.

"It's a shame to come here" said Gibran, as he had first entered the bathtub that had been filled with Water.

"Iiis.it seems like something is wrong. Who is Lishakan?" asked Alisha, who seemed to be beginning to realize that she was being bullied by her husband.

"Who knows you, honey? Did you just talk to yourself if you splashed water, right? So have we taken a shower together?" gibran replied, as he pulled his wife's hand into his bathtub.

"Eh, wait..! Aahs.. Mas Yuda! Wet Icha's shirt?" alisha protested, because when Gibran withdrew himself, in a position he was still wearing his clothes.

"Sorry Honey. You've been here for a long time, so help open the clothes, huh?" Gibran, and he also opened the back zipper of Alisha's dress. And the back of Alisha was so white and smooth. Make Gibran's eyes sparkle with pleasure. He even gave a kiss there.

"Aahs.. Yuda is ticklish tau!" alisha protest, looks of foresight.

"What a shame? What about this one? humm." asked Gibran, as he peeked at Alisha's nape. And spontaneously Alisha even let out her moaning voice.

"Gummer.." Hearing the cry, made Gibran's passion called and wanted to adventure immediately. Likewise with Alisha who seems she also began to drift away from the touches created by her husband. Until now the bodies of both have been fused in their love mahligai.

After the battle, Gibran bathed his wife. But when he rubbed Alisha's legs, he suddenly saw blood on her thighs. It makes him panic to see it.

"Darling you are bleeding!" his jolt. It made Alisha surprised to hear it.

"What?!"

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