Not Mauku

Fail

"But I am not a dayak who, even we are Muslims," Naya seemed to disagree with her husband's family plan.

"No, it's just a normal event to eat that," Dimas said as he took off his arms.

"Oh, if I use custom and non-Muslim I do not want to," said Naya full of serious tone.

"Not rich," stepped near the balcony railing, "Oya Aunty is here,?" glancing at Tanteenya at a glance then looking off the atmosphere around.

"Yes, just want to talk to your wife, we just met now."

"Yes Aunty, I just had time to bring my wife here, it was only two nights at most," Dimas said without seeing the person he was talking to.

"Attached to our place? take your wife yes, Aunt wait a lot," patting her shoulders and saying goodbye to leaving them.

"Eeh.., where's the aunt going, wait, wait,?" Maria half jumped in pursuit of her Tantenya.

Naya looked at Maria da Aunt Lia's missing back behind the door, Naya approached her husband who was standing on the side of the balcony and hugged him from behind, sticking his cheek on her back.

Dimas tightened his wife's arms, "Why dear.?"

"No."

Dimas turned around and led his wife's hand into the room, "Rest yu bentar, sleepy nih," dropping her body between the two babies.

Naya sits on the edge of the bed, staring at her husband, Kayla wakes up crying out loud, "Well baby how crying, huh,? this is Mommy's dear cup cup, "tape Kayla's cheeks right and left.

"Kayla why, then,? howling loudly" Bu Hesa's voice suddenly appeared from behind the door.

Naya gawk can Mama-in-law enter, without knocking on the door or excuse me, even though while at her house Dimas Mama-in-law is not like this, "Don't know Mak, wake up immediately crying, thirsty maybe," Naya holds and caresses baby Kayla who is still crying.

"Look the same oma, so it's not good," muttered Bu Hesa, then took Kayla from Naya's sling.

"Astagfirullah," Naya shook her head as she handed Kayla over to her mother-in-law.

"Mama take her under Kayla, let Kayla play with the kids downstairs," Ms. Hesa looked up at her with a hostile face.

"Oh Allah.., I don't understand what's wrong with me this time,? so that her mother-in-law behaved like that, huuh.., Naya's breath was so heavy.

Seeing her husband so sound, and Arif is still her baby, Naya wants to go out but is afraid Arif wakes up, Naya finally returns to the balcony breathing air there.

From the balcony next to Dery looked at Naya who had a heavy face like uncomfortable, agitated terbesit clear there.

"Don't daydream if you just make a sigh, let go, let go so that everything flies like dust, free to save, if only to make restless," said Dery made Naya momentarily look at him.

Breathing so long and then thrown away violently, Naya smiled, saying, "I always let go, but inadvertently she returned even though I threw it away, I just responded, and of course I have my own way of disposing of all my fret and fret 'this me,"

Dery the beards, "Good, be a strong and strong man" clenched his hands.

"Surely, vigorously," Naya clenched her hands and lifted them into the air.

"Woman is strong, unyielding, her heart is tough even though behind it is fragile" murmured Dery as she tilted her lips next door.

From the afternoon the atmosphere of the house so many distant families came, to celebrate HUT RI tomorrow and the thanksgiving of the next day, Dimas was welcomed by his family and neighbors, he said, but the locals and Dimas introduced his beloved wife, Naya, just smile kindly to everyone.

After dinner, everyone went back to talking, Naya approached the two babies who were in the group of Bu Hesa, Aunt Lia somewhere, Maria was behind.

"After I used to be Dimas wanted to marry Silvi, or Karmila's doctor, but it wasn't?" said a Mother.

"Yes, not a soul mate, I really want his brother to marry an equal woman, his education is also the same high, but the choice of another brother, do you want what else, right,?" said Ms. Hesa.

Naya immediately looked up, "But I did not ask or maksa to marry loh Mak, Abang kekeh also wanted to marry me at that time, and we know not for a moment but for many years," said Naya very confident to make Ms. Hesa, she was silent.

Naya developed both cheeks, at first glance seen Bu Hesa misbehaving, the other mangosteen.

Ms. Hesa said, "And I'm just saying, it's not that I don't accept your marriage" elak Bu Hesa.

"Your granddaughter is funny, makes a big splash."

"Oh yes dong son of Abang right," with pride Bu Hesa.

"Ang, look at Sister-in-law and Mama, okay,?" Maria nudged Dimas' hand and half whispered.

"What's wrong, then,?" asked Dimas who was chatting with the others.

"Once upon a time in Mamak's nyinyir," added Maria her eyes looking at her mother in the midst of many people.

"What do you mean,?" .Dimas didn't understand what his sister meant.

Dimas momentarily silent and commented a smile on everything, then moved from his seat to Naya his wife.

"Darling, how do you feel in here,?" Dimas sat down near Naya who was sitting with her Mama.

Naya turns her husband, only returning with a smile, Dimas embraces Naya's shoulder, showing affection for all who are there.

Ms. Hesa looked at Dimas and Naya, "You don't have any shame, showing affection in front of us."

"Let's just Ma, are we husband and wife, who's not allowed to, anyway,?" Dimas looked at his mother.

"Yes just shy," while glancing at everyone.

"Who entered the room yuk," Dimas grasped the hand of the wife who looked at him.

"Arif and Kayla are not bobo, it's night," looked at her husband.

"Take bobo."

Dimas took both of his babies and invited to bed because it was night, initially those who carried the two babies did not want to love.but Dimas forced on the grounds that it was night, at first, they finally gave.

Now that they were in the room, baby was put to sleep, Naya entered the bathroom, turned the tap washing her face, staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror.

"Abang, baby Arif and Kayla let her bobo same Mama, rarely can be bobo same grandchild," Voice Bu Hesa broke the silence.

"I mean Mama bobo in Mama's room, right? how will they wake up and be hungry" said Dimas.

"There is formula milk, easy," said Ms. Hesa back.

"Yes asked permission first with Ma's mother," Dimas turned to the bathroom.

"Iah.., they're Mama's grandchildren, time can't, right,? that's right."

"What's up, then,?" Naya stood in front of the door, holding a small towel to wipe her face.

The two turned, "This Bun, baby we want Mama to bring her bobo with them Mama."

"Why do you sleep here,? ask Naya back.

"Rarely are they here let them sleep with us this time, if hungry there is formula milk," while lifting them both on the shoulders of the oma.

"But Ma, it will be troublesome, you know" Naya heavily to give permission.

"Let's just say, there's a need," Ms. Hesa sniffled and brought her from the room.

"But Ma.., huh..,?" Naya looked at her children with her in-laws.

Dimas approached the wife, "Let's just love, it's the same oma, not anyone else, anyways we can make it again, whispered Dimas make Naya bulging and pinch Dimas' hand.

Dimas' lips grinned, holding Naya's body on the bed, Dimas went down leaving his wife lying on her back as if waiting for the plane to land, he closed and locked the door.

Dimas climbed to the top of the bed, curling his wife's body after returning from locking the door.

No waste of time Dimas immediately fondled his wife, from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot nothing escaped his touch.

"Beautiful," Naya's voice gave a pause.

"Why do you love hem,?" his breath had started hunting, heavy and sufah ready to release his desire.

"Yang, I.., it seems to be coming this month," clenched her lower lip, the same as her husband who seemed to be passionate.

"Lying ah, from when, do not many reasons dear, already tense nih," with his heavy voice staring softly.

"Right, just came her," Naya's hand stroked the husband's cheek.

Curiously Dimas checked himself and it turned out that it was true, "Hah failed deh," made Dimas disappointed very disappointed, had to fast first in a few days, he woke up sitting on his back, Naya, Naya also got up and hugged Dimas' stomach, in a spoiled tone while saying, "Darling sorry, huh,?" Naya kissed his back.

"Hem," murmured Dimas while massaging the trunk of his nose, maybe from the bottom up became dizzy.

Naya continues to hug the body of the husband with her promise, "Who.., don't be angry, huh,? next time I could," but Dimas stood up to enter the room, soaking to cool his junior.

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