My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: Will Might

Today was very tiring for Bilmar. Inexhaustible thought of himself, Dion would make him embarrassed half to death in front of many people.

"Campret, lo!" decak Bilmar on a video call with his two friends. Dion's face there chuckled amusedly. He still hates Nino and Bilmar.

"Remove the picture, watch out for you yesterday, it'll go viral, Yanto!" sulcan Nino.

Dion continued to show photos of the two of them in wiro sableng costumes.

"Hana same Alika, must like this photo" exclaimed Dion across the street.

The three of them were crying out together while lying in bed, in their homes.

Crick

The bathroom door is open. The beloved wife just got out of there while pursing her hair.

Bilmar immediately turned off the video call connection without saying goodbye to Dion and Nino.

"Whose phone is it?" ask Alika. He kept walking towards his desk. Sit back staring at the laptop screen.

"Mah's habit, same kampret children, uh-" Bilmar folded his lips as Alika turned her head sharply.

"That's what it is, Pah. Not good." decak his wife. He moved the mouse with his hand.

Bilmar, who had been lying in bed, got up to approach Alika. Pulling a chair to sit next to it.

"Mama's not tired, work continues? From morning till evening continue till night?" Bilmar. He hugged his wife's body from the side and then buried his chin on Alika's shoulder. Both are staring at the laptop screen.

Alika sighed then rubbed her husband's cheek. "Dear, there's a little problem. So Mama has to check Kiki's work."

"Where's the problem? Come on, Papa help you."

Alika shakes. "No, Mama can do it. Dad sleep there."

"No need ... I want to sleep with Mama." Bilmar spoiled, still not want to be separated from his wife's armpit.

"Yes have been waiting for a moment again, yes, Mama's responsibility" said Alika, with a slight movement of the neck giving a rattling sound.

"Mama achy huh? Here Papa massage."

"Don't, Pah. Amused." quickly Bilmar held her husband's hand which would touch his nape.

Not because amused, but she knew, what would happen if her husband's hand was already lodged in that part. They will end up in bed quickly.

Bilmar's lips pursed. He was disappointed not to massage. "Here, hug again." Alika stomped on the base of her shoulder and Bilmar put his chin back there.

Kriuk.

Bilmar chuckled and Alika was the same. "Mama laper huh?"

Alika timidly nodded. "Want to eat, baby?" ask Bilmar.

Alika looked up at the white round clock on the wall. "Udah at ten, Pah. It's gonna be fat mom."

Bilmar laughs. "Gelambir kali, Mah. Not fat." ledeknya.

Alika nodded with disbelief. Swallowing his saliva. "What is it, Pah?" tanyanya slow. He immediately did not believe himself, because Bilmar always said that he was perfect.

Alika was frozen in place. Laptop screens are no longer his interest. He nodded with his hands clenched on the table.

"Oh my God, Mama. Papa's kidding, how is it taken by heart?" the laughter of Bilmar appeared. Alika just laughed thinly with a thumping chest. "Am I old?" muttered.

"Her husband was caught cheating, ma'am. She said that her husband's affair, Nurul's mother was no longer beautiful, her body was already shaky."

She recalled how Kiki told one of the lecturers in the campus, Ibu Nurul had indeed asked for permission not to teach because she was taking care of divorce with her husband.

Alika stared at the body. The body which the women said on the shores of thirty-seven years old is perfect. Still tight and strong. His waist was still beautiful like a violin. But the confidence was crashing because of the words of her husband who accidentally mocked.

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"What's three days there?" alika asked tilted her seat to clearly look at her husband who was still reading the newspaper. They finished breakfast five minutes ago.

Actually Alika already knew the plan of departure Bilmar to Semarang, and as usual he would allow, because the departure of the husband was only about business matters.

But last night the woman was very upset. Is the tummy tearing is evidence of Bilmar's complaint that has not been able to be spoken in front of the lips? Makes Alika's mind branch everywhere. He was scared and scared.

"Yes dear." replied Bilmar without turning his gaze away from the newspaper.

"There's a girl, Kok." replied Bilmar casually. He always tells the truth. "Mother Natasha" he said again. Because indeed they have met several times, of course with some other coworkers.

"Beauty, Pah? Still young? Body good?" Alika asked a question.

"Yet nih Alika again want to lure things deh." he murmured

"Since it's like Mama." Bilmar answered only in terms of age.

Natasha is a young girl, and is engaged. Bilmar just quibbled, he was forced to say that Natasha sepantaran with Alika, because he did not want his wife to think of things.

"Keep beautiful?"

Bilmar's forehead returned. No longer staring at the newspaper, the eyeballs he dragged to investigate his wife's face.

"Well that interrogation?"

Glug.

Saliva is mountainous and hard to swallow. She did not want her husband to feel bad for her. During her marriage, Alika can keep her jealousy well, she once drew veins because of jealousy just because of Kaneysa a few years ago, he said, because the woman was already presumptuous to penetrate the walls of his defense to seize Bilmar.

Alika smirked in shame. He bit his lower lip with a small ringing. "Yes answer me, you know." The lips pursed afterwards.

"Beauty Mama." replied Bilmar, he looked back at his newspaper, occasionally turning towards his watch. Then clucked, impatiently waiting for the arrival of the office driver to take him away to the airport.

Alika smiled a smile. His face was sparkling with red prints around his cheekbones. It looks like a rose in the garden.

Not satisfied with the words beautiful, Alika again asked. "If it's the body, how?"

Bilmar frowned again, if he had just turned his head, for now he was just silent and increasingly guessing.

"Tumben Alika kepo." he said in his heart.

"Mrs ..." Alika jerks at her husband's shoulder. "Which body is the same as Mama's." Alika repeated her words. Not usually Alika is afraid of being rivaled.

"Yes, Mama dong's body."

"So Papa's been seeing her body a lot? Keep on bandingin' with Mama."

Aye?

Bilmar was astonished, his eyeballs poked out with the accompaniment of a sharp eyebrow. "And Mama asked, and Papa answered. Bagusan your body, wait for you, Mah."

"How many times have you seen him, Pah?"

"Three times." replied Bilmar briefly. The man looks lazy. He does not want to talk about things that are not important, and ends in a fight.

"Three times meet and always look at her? Watching his body and-"

"Assalammual."

The voice of the office driver was heard in the doorway, Mr. Darmais gave his greetings. Bilmar sighed, because this morning did not so clash his mouth or bother to calm Alika who would surely sulk with his own guess. He is happy that the office driver who just wanted him to be angry because he came late, helped him in time from Alika's trap.

"Waalaikumsallam, just wait in the car, sir." said Bilmar.

Mr. Darmais passed again into the car. Bilmar got up from the dining table. Alika swiftly brought Bilmar's office coat which had been draped on the top of the chair. Grabbing an office bag to get together in his tote. They walk to the doorstep.

"I'm leaving, baby, I'm staying for three days. If there's anything, call me. Be careful at home and on campus. Titip kids." said Bilmar.

He knew in the view of his wife's face still showed a sense of unease, and Bilmar thought it was only because the question had not been answered clearly by him.

But apparently behind it, Alika felt bad about Bilmar's teasing last night, which she considered a complaint but not invisible.

"Yes, Pah. You too, be careful. Don't be too busy, remember ... Eat on time." replied Alika, she advised her husband.

Bilmar nodded. Then kiss Alika's forehead, eyelids, nose, both cheeks and then down to the lips. Initially just touching, long-time Bilmar pulsed the lips of Alika long ago. Then let go because he realized, if it continues like this, he will not be able to process his desires. The departure of the aircraft cannot be delayed.

"I love you dear." he said after the lip shredding was done.

Then released a warm kiss back on Alika's forehead. Cupped that face with both hands. "Don't think anything. Papa went to make a living."

Alika nodded, She smiled sweetly. "Yes, Pah." Alika grabs the back of Bilmar's right hand to sniff it, and is taped to both of her cheeks. "Three nights will miss the caress of this hand." he said.

Bilmar could only smile at his spoiled wife.