My sister My husband

Section 50. Ayman Dhakaa Pramudya's.

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The cry of a boy's voice filled Dinda and Keanu's bedroom. They were busy calming the handsome and adorable little boy. She cried loudly after falling from her bed.

" Oh, it hurts? Where's that sick?" Keanu held Ayman and rubbed his head the item earlier hit when it fell.

" Ummi .....! " The whine Ayman that you then extended his hand asked that Dinda carry it.

" Hoek ...! Hoek....! Dear later. Ummi's still nauseous, Hoek....! Same with Daddy first, huh?" Dinda called out to Ayman who whined.

The atmosphere is really boisterous, even though it is still at 4 am. Papa Dimas was awake earlier and prepared to head to the mosque to welcome dawn prayers.

" What's going on? Did he fall again? " Papa Dimas stood in the doorway of the room that opened.

" Yes Pa, he fell again. Sleep very... " Keanu stopped talking and just continued with the trunks and looked at the in-laws.

Papa Dimas shook his head and then persuaded Ayman to go to the mosque with him. Ayman, the boy who had just learned to walk, liked to go to the mosque. "cup. Grandpa's coming to the yuk mosque? " The bargain that gently rubbed the grandchildren's back.

Hearing the tantalizing offer, Ayman immediately turned upside down and stopped her crying. His essence immediately moved completely to the Grandfather.

" That...! " Bonya with round eyes.

" Daughter, you take care of your wife first." Papa Dimas turns to hold Ayman. " Let Ayman go with Grandpa? " The connection that then had kissed the face of the grandson who was swollen after crying.

3 Years have passed since the departure of Dinda and Papa Dimas from the life of Andra which, without Andra knowing, if they leave with his precious treasure, his son. Time after time passed, it took a long time for Dinda to accept Keanu.

It is not easy for Keanu to convince Dinda's heart that it is not just from the physical he judges it.

This is 4 months after their marriage and Dinda is pregnant young. Once embarrassed and refused, Dinda finally melted also with sincerity and sincerity Keanu.

" Ommy? Honey, "Call Keanu gently who is now behind Dinda and knead his neck that was nausea earlier.

"Emm....? " Unable to answer, Dinda just turned her head with a shabby and pale face.

Keanu hands faithfully rubbed, massaged and stroked gently Dinda he gave a swab and a sense of comfort to his wife. Dinda loved Keanu's gentle treatment of him. In contrast to her previous husband. There is always a separation between the two. If in the past he always felt like riding a rollercoaster, because of Andra's erratic attitude and treatment, then now all what he wanted first felt like it was realized in the present. Keanu's treatment and attitude were very gentle to him.

"Still nauseous?" His hand rubbed the rest of the water attached to the corner of the lips of the wife. " Want to go to bed again? " Keanu tidied up Dinda's messy haircut. Always soft and warm when asking makes Dinda always want to be spoiled to him. Either because of the influence of pregnancy hormones or Dinda thirst for love her husband. Always thirsty and thirsty.

Dinda immediately swallowed, and wrapped her hands around Keanu's waist and hugged him warmly. " Want to hug you Abi... " Say him in a spoiled tone. Makes Keanu smile happily with his wife's spoiled attitude.

" But a minute? " Answer Keanu with a kiss that landed on his wife's forehead.

" Why a minute?" Dinda protested with her manyun lips. " The Old Sweetheart~~~! " Dinda shook her head several times like a child.

Keanu chuckled and returned to kiss Dinda's head. " When Abi comes home from the mosque, baby. Now Abi wants to catch up with Ayman and Grandpa first. Dedek, don't sulk?" Keanu spoke with one of his right hands rubbing Dinda's small distended stomach. Her gestational age is 4 months at the moment. But the sale is not over.

" Yes Abi...! " Sahut Dinda resigned with a face that is not willing to be abandoned.

" Don't we get that manyun, or aren't we going to the mosque together? " Keanu stared at the two beads belonging to the wife who since pregnancy often cried and whined like a child kind of kindergarten.

They went to the mosque and performed the dawn service. Returning home from the mosque they walked along with Papa Dimas who walked while chatting with his neighbor and Keanu who held Ayman with Dinda who wrestled spoiled in the arms of the husband. What a sight that makes singles envious.

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" It was their happiness, the Son and the wife of Sholeh and Sholehah. " Andra smiled wryly, he then parked his car in a mosque in a village that is the place of his current review.

Since the divorce, he was the most at a loss. He lost everything. His loved ones disappeared instantly. Dinda and Papa Dimas who despite looking every day but never met as if someone closed all the data and information they both.

Three years, Andra turned into a quiet figure and just chose to work and work. His heart was torn because of Natasha and longed to miss his longing for the figure of his wife and also a sister who never willing him to divorce.

Bayu is now the only person closest to him.

Bayu was a witness how a devastated Andra melted down and even tried to end his life by crashing the car he was driving.

Now after a long time, he has the opportunity to meet the person he has been looking for all this time and maybe with a surprise that will make him even more jolted in disbelief, namely the existence of Ayman Dhakaa Pramudya. A handsome and intelligent boy just like himself even their faces were very similar. It's just that Ayman's chin and nose are coming down from the mother's.

His eating style and behavior are a perfect mix of the two.

Maybe if Andra knew he had a son, then maybe he would try everything possible to be close to his son.

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...Dinda POV's....

This was my second pregnancy, but I became very spoiled for my husband. I don't want to be far away and always want to be attached to it. Unlike my first pregnancy, when pregnant Ayman I tend to be independent even do not feel nausea at all. And now, know I'm looking at my husband to spoil me. I asked him to call me on my head and gently rub my stomach.

" Babe..." Call me to him spoiled. My dear call to him also taught Ayman to call him Abi.

Very difficult as it turns out, Ayman prefers to call him Daddy. No matter what it is as long as it does not directly mention the name.

" Yes Mi..." Her mouth very softly. This is what I love about him always warm and soft.

" Today something was missed. " Rengekku was making a wish while playing his beard.

For a moment he looked like he was staring and thinking about something. " What? Don't make a puzzle, baby. I'll be wrong again like yesterday and you'll be angry all day. "

I laughed, I remember how angry I was yesterday just because when I stood in front of the mirror and asked for her opinion she just nodded and replied with deheman. Hihihi may be the influence of hormones.

" Ih, I forgot. Today I haven't been kissed yet....." I'm seljuk. It feels sad to start the day without the touch of his lips. She laughed and laid her body beside me I know after this it wasn't just a kiss I got. But, more than that. A visit from Toya Sakti is possible.

I really like the warm treatment, every cent of my face is not missed even though this morning I still have not had a bath after coming home from the mosque. He doesn't care. She knew that since I was pregnant I had become very water repellent and even warm water.

The gentle touch of her lips traced every curve of my body. I liked.

I can't stand the spoiled sigh that slid in our room. Dipping his head between my thighs was his favorite. But....

" Daddy....! Ummmi....! UK.....!" Shouted Ayman my son bang on the door like a cop raiding a perverted couple in a dimly lit hotel.

I nodded and hurried to put on my shirt. Even he Keanu is also the same he was tidying up his appearance and then smiling at me. " Don't be mad at Ayman. Remember, he doesn't know if his mom's really into this Daddy thing." Keanu laughed and blinked one eye at me. He was deliberately teasing me.

If this is the case I am forced to bathe with warm water to reduce the level of equality in my head due to un-delivered desires.

" AYMAN DHAKAA PRAMUDYA "you deliberately disrupt this important activity of your mother son. My murmurs were standing under the warm water.