My wife's lover

chapter 56

I went home for lunch and took my wife's order. I put the motorbike into the yard slowly and parked it near the terrace.

"Assalammu'alaikum!" I said as I opened the unlocked door.

I then went inside the house. From the entrance I could see in front of the tv, my wife and two children were lying on the floor with a thick and soft carpet.

Are they sleeping, huh? my question is in my heart.

When I was near, I heard my wife talking alone. I'm curious. My wife was reading a book. Next to her Alya was lying down but not sleeping. Andre too.

I stood behind them until my wife finished reading.

"How's mom's story? You like it, don't you?" ask my wife softly.

"Likes,bun! Princess, good boy yes. He is according to his parents" said Alya.

"Yes. We have to be good kids. What parents say is all for the good of their child. No parent wants their child to be sad and hard!" obviously wife.

"Why do mothers make us sad and hard, Bun? I live with us and also my father." Andre spoke slowly and flatly. But there was sadness behind his voice.

"Hmm, maybe it's just Andre's feeling. The proof is that mom often comes to see you at grandma's house, right!" sahut.

"But mom went with her new husband, Bun! I live dad! Fortunately, my dad didn't live with us either!" continued again.

"Hmm, adults are hard to understand by young children. Later if Andre is an adult, Andre must understand the reason for mother."

"Andre doesn't want to grow up like that. If you are an adult, it should be better than a child!"

"Hhmm, you can't blame or justify. One day Andre will know the answer!" said my wife who looked confused. Maybe he didn't want my son to hate his own mother more.

"What's chat? Until I come and say hello, no one?" chirping.

They turned their heads towards me.

"Dad?"

"Mass?"

"When's dad coming?"

Hhmm, who should I answer first.

"We'll eat, yuk! Laper's dad!" take me while rubbing my stomach which is hungry.

"Come,yeah! I'm hungry too!" it was my daughter who approached me immediately. Hugging my stomach from behind.

"Yes, honey. Sorry dad came home late. What's mother cooking, son?"

"Mother cook meat soup, yeah. Andre's asking for meat soup."

"Hmm, must be delicious!"

"Yes, yeah. I can't wait to eat!"

We headed straight to the dining room. Dinnerware is ready at the table. My wife poured rice, vegetables and side dishes onto our plates.

"Yuk eat. Don't forget to pray!" take me.

After we finished our meal, we returned to the living room where we were chatting.

"So dad's kids why are they the same mother?" I sat next to my son and rubbed his forehead which was no longer feverish.

"So mama made chocolate mas cake. Adek Alya asked to make chocolate pudding, yeah. Keep mama bacain us story!" obviously Andre.

"A lot of food."

"Yes, yeah. I want the pudding to not want cake!" sahut Alya's.

"Mother should not be tired, son," I explained.

"It's okay, kok. Occasionally, yeah. What matters is to be spent!" sahut.

"We must have spent it, Mother. Nice pudding!" my daughter said, giving her two thumbs.

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"How,yank?" ask my wife. My wife just finished her weekly therapy as usual.

"The doctor said my condition is getting better, ma'am. If you want therapy once a month is also okay if the fortnight is too fast afraid I'm tired!" inexplicably.

"Alhamdulillah!" sahutku.

"This is doctor saranin I went to the gynecologist his acquaintance,mas. If we're gonna go there later in the afternoon."

"Yes, honey. Now we go back to Hotal or where are you going?"

"Hmm, I'm going for a walk to the beach,mas!"

"Yes already,ayo!"

By taxi, my wife and I went to a beach not too far from the hotel.

One hour we arrived. The beach is not too crowded until the atmosphere is calm. The air is cool and fresh even though it is noon because there are many trees there.

For an hour we walked. My wife did not introduce her footwear intentionally. The end of his robe sweeps sand on the beach and occasionally he goes to the beach so that his feet touch the sea water.

"You want to take photos, right?" my many.

He looked, "By,mas. But from the side or back just so that my face is not too exposed!"

"Ready,bos!" it was my voice that made him laugh.

I took some pictures of my wife. After that, he also forced me to take pictures of me. Finally I want but only photos from behind the ocean waves.

We walked back to the beach hand in hand. Sometimes I hug her. Aahh, happy as a man going out.

"Mas, I'm tired!" my wife suddenly complained.

I swiftly carried him.

"Hmm, mum! Shock me!" she then wrapped both her hands around my neck.

"You said you were tired!"

"Hmmm. But,mas. Shame on seeing people."

"Let no one know us. You are my wife after all!"

"Hmm, yeah."

"Where are we going, hmm?" I asked as I looked at him.

"Laper,mas!"

"Where do you eat?"

"That's no restaurant, mas. We just eat there. There's a rest area there too!" show my wife to a restaurant closest to the beach. Almost a hundred meters from the beach.

"We've been there!" sahutku.

I walked while carrying my wife. It wasn't until five minutes before we arrived at the restaurant. I put my wife on the long bench in front of the restaurant.

"Capek,mas?" asked my wife while looking anxiously at me.

I sat down next to him, "No, no, yank. We'll just go in, okay?"

He smiled then nodded, "What a great thing, I'm carrying my arms from afar."

I laughed, "You're a little one, too!"

"Hmm, small yeah."

"Yes,small. I have to eat more! Come on!" take me and put his hand in the restaurant.

We then looked for a table by the window that could look directly at the beach. Soon a waiter came and my wife ordered food for both of us.

After a short wait of ten minutes, our order arrived.

"May I like it, yes. This is all I think suits my taste!"

"Yes,yank. We're eating,yuk!" take me.

***

We just arrived at the obstetrician's clinic recommended by Cyintia's doctor.

After waiting for almost an hour, my wife's name was called. We both went in.

"So you've never been pregnant, have you?" ask the doctor, of course, in English that I understand.

Wife nodded. The doctor then asked my wife to lie on the bed for an examination. Thank God from the initial examination, there are no problems in my wife's fertility because she always comes the month on time as I know.

After an hour-long consultation, we walked out of the doctor's office.

"How did the doctor explain, Hank? You know you don't understand."

"Hmm, um just heard that everything's good, right. And we are asked to be in touch on the date so, um. That was my fertile period which was really good he said!" obviously wife.

"Any date doesn't matter, yank. Every date is possible!" I said with a seductive look.

"Damshh,mas!" my wife smiled shyly.

"Yes we're home, yuk!" take me. I feel so tired all day we haven't rested other than eating.

"Yes, we go straight to the hotel. Tomorrow morning we will return to Indonesia.

"Yes, yank!"

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