Not Mauku

Yulia and Dery

Dimas smiled broadly "Still Der, huh,? well I go home first, I wait at the inn," Dimas came home cheerfully though he had not brought an order from Naya but at least there was hope that Naya would have a good meal tonight as well.

Now that Dimas was walking down the hotel corridor to his room, opening the door to see Naya sitting on the sofa watching television, Naya turned to her husband who was walking with her bare hands, Dimas opened his jacket and approached Naya on the sofa.

Assalamu'alaikum.., baby hasn't bobo,?" Dimas rubbed Naya's head gently, and Naya saw the clock on her phone at ten-thirty minutes.

"Wa'alaikum hail..."

"Which, the ramujak his later friend Daddy nganterin here, just wait patient, huh,?" stroking the wife's stomach.

Naya hesitantly refused to answer, leaning her head on the shoulder of the sofa.

Speechless dimas, klu, could not speak but lean beside Naya and kiss the head of his wife who was crashing, there was no sound except the sound of television.

Then Dimas tried to persuade, "Don't sulk baby, God willing, the next time his spirit comes."

Naya looked back at Dimas, "Who's angry,? just kesel."

Dimas thin smile, "That's the same darling, Dad has tried to loh nyari.., but the result is nil, continue to meet friends he said he will find for Mother, patience huh.?"

"No desire" said Naya ketus, "Now she wants sweet ripe mango."

Dimas shook his head, and rubbed his inner "Pattern..," chest, then took a cell phone to call someone and asked for a ripe mango.

"Yes, it will be brought dear," looked at Naya who focused on watching television.

About forty minutes into the door, Dery reached into his pocket to tell Dimas he was at his door.

"Well, your order has come, wait for the moment," Dimas hurried to step open the door, and sure enough Dery was already standing at the door, with a bag of crackles in hand.

"Here, I brought him a ripe mango, too," Dery gave the bag that Dimas picked up immediately, and gave a piece of money in red, but Dery refused.

"Take it, to replace the money you bought," Dimas kekeh gave the money to Dery took.

"No, just take it, excuse me,?" Dery turned the body off leaving Dimas still standing in place.

After Dery disappeared Dimas closed the door, approached Naya and opened the contents of the bag.

Seeing Dimas carrying a pouch and opening the contents, Naya was increasingly made to drool, staring at the rujak.

"The rain is ready for Mother to eat huh?" Dimas feeds Naya Rujak, greeted by Naya's mouth, eating her very voraciously.

"Em.., good that, the spiciness is right," said Naya as she chewed.

Dimas smiled happily, "Good, so now no longer cranky, right,?" staring fixedly at Naya's face, and Naya just shook her head while smiling.

From rujak until the sweet fruit runs out in that time, Naya satiety to sleep on the sofa, so Dimas carried to bed.

In a sitting room hugging the knees of a man in a hat, yes he is Dery, sitting pensively under the bed.

Looking at a picture of a woman with glasses, shoulder-length hair, her face is exactly the face of Naya, but bearing the names Yulia and Dery, she said, yes Yulia Dery's long-dead lover and until this moment Dery has not got a replacement, fitting find someone who happens to look like Yulia's face was already in the possession of people.

"Why did you leave me so soon Yulia? I haven't had a chance to have 'you, and now I find a figure like you, but he belongs to someone, there's no way I have either" Dery murmured, "Lord.., do I not deserve to love and be in love,?" dery shouted until his voice echoed throughout the room, a circle of tears welled up in the corner of his eyes.

"I used to love my lover' You took it first, after that you found me with a woman made me fall in love but she's a man's wife, what should I do,?" Dery screams himself rubbing his head rough looks frustrated.

The chirping of birds sounded very melodious, the dew puddled in the clear foliage glittering like a shining jewel.

In a room still lying, under a thick blanket, Dimas and Naya were still at home on the bed hugging each other.

These are their last days here vacation in Batu umbrella, and the day after tomorrow will leave the place, return to their true habitat, start activities again with daily activities.

Naya further drowned her face in the chest of Dimas, who was bare-chested, Dimas further tightened his embrace on his wife.

"Hem.., the day after we get home, the days of togetherness are coming to an end," stroked Naya's long hair.

"At home can also be alone," Naya looked up at the handsome face of Dimas.

"Can, but.., it seems like the days to come dad will be busier, you will also have activities even though do not be too busy, take care of health, take care of our baby," dimas said he imagined tomorrow.

Naya pensively said no words for a moment, then Naya got up while pulling the blanket and pinning it to cover her chest, "I don't want you to be too busy, anything else until there's no time for me, don't want to," Naya shook her head and showed her sad face.

Dimas was sitting next to Naya, "Honey.., everything is for us, too" Dimas pulled Naya's shoulder to get closer to her deck.

"The shop doesn't want to, can't, time off to rest, don't get busy anymore, what about my duration if you're always busy, who's gonna pay attention to me, take care of me, our baby how, how," Naya is crying, in Dimas' arms.

Dimas is confused, now his wife is more sensitive, more selfish, less willing to understand, maybe because pregnant carriers just make his mood up and down and too sensitive.

"Dear-yes, dear, well I will follow you, just calm down and do not be sad, already," rubbed Naya's back very gently so that Naya was calmer.

Dimas' finger raised Naya's chin to look up so that he could easily touch Naya's ruum lips which made him tempted to always touch her.

After wiping his tears, Dimas brought his face closer to Naya's face so that Dimas's breath swept over Naya's warm skin.

Dimas' lips touched and sucked on Naya's lips, while Dimas' hands toyed on his wife's two beautiful twin hills, the more Naya wriggled with amusement the more Dimas' lust rose and peaked back into the crown.

So that it can not hold back anymore, Dimas just pairs the horses and plugging gas, Naya who was ready to stay resigned to receive the runway.

Dimas smiled at Naya's now more aggressive expression, making Dimas add more hustle to further launch the action, Dimas sat down and carried Naya in his arms while continuing to pump hers, he said, with this his arms are free to expect wildly.

Although the passion is high, but still be careful, although slowly but surely, towards the peak of pleasure that always becomes opium for both, somehow after being caught pregnant, but not always, the desire to be touched or connected was increasing in the feeling of the wife, a few hours later only to end the unification.

"Ah.., thank you dear,?" cup.. Dimas tipped his forehead, Naya's cheeks as a thank you that had made him satisfied and happy for her, Dimas increasingly pulled the blanket to cover Naya's chest and Naya clamped between his hands.

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