One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 26

Three human children have been framed in a special polygamous marriage for a week. Nothing has changed, everything remains the same. Harum still lives his own days, as always, without the love of Hangga.

The difference is, now Harum is not so lonely. The two-story house feels more crowded because of the presence of Bi Jenah and also Nata of course.

Harum and Nata relationship is also very well established like sister and sister. There's no thumping-thumping husband like in a television drama.

Of course there is no husband's seizure, because Hangga is entirely Nata's. The heart of the Hanges is still the same. Just love Nata. I just want Nata.

Unable to turn to another heart and to another body.

Only to Nata.

Really, Hanges is a loyal man.

And Harum can only give up and make love. Love cannot be forced. If he did not love her, he could not expect much. Let it flow as it is.

His heart is still strong to this day.

I don't know tomorrow.

As for Harum not one bit to blame Nata in this matter. For Nata was already present in the life of Hangga and had long been in her husband's heart.

Harum believes that Nata is just as hurt as he is. No woman wants to be betrayed or betrayed.

This morning, Nata woke up early. More precisely, it was awakened by the husband. After returning from the mosque after performing dawn prayers, her husband woke her up and asked her to make love again.

The beautiful second wife of Hangga greeted him with joy. Nata also likes “morning sex” because it will make his mood better all day.

After combining love, Nata wants to resume his sleep, but is immediately prevented by Hangga.

“Do not sleep again dong, Yang. We sport, yuk,” invite Hangga.

“Barusan was ‘kan sport, time to exercise again,” Nata said with closed eyes.

“Ih, not that.” Hangga pinches gnarled cheek Nata. “I mean, morning walk, yuk!”

“What time is it?” said Nata while wriggling stretching the body.

“Jam 5 passes, want half 6.”

“Jam 6 aja yes jognya,” elak Nata.

“Iya, but ‘kan we have to shower first.”

“Let's just a minute. Still sleepy.” Nata turned his back to Hanges.

Hanges moved, hugging Nata from behind. “If shower together want to not?” he said while landing a kiss on Nata's clear neck.

Hearing Hangga take her to take a bath together, Nata turned back to face Hangga. “Come!” he said excitedly.

Without saying anything, Hangga woke up and carried the woman he loved so much to the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of spoiled laughter Nata.

After making out one more friendly and taking a bath, the two went downstairs in jogging clothes.

Nata wore maroon training trousers with a white strip on the edge, combined with a white long-sleeved sweatshirt with the brand logo of a famous German shoe company. While Hangga wore black training trousers and matching color jerseys that fit so well on the body. He has a good body shape.

Downstairs, the two passed Harum who was about to enter the room.

“Rum,” call Nata.

“Iya, Brother.” Fragrant who was about to open the door of the room, turned to Nata.

“Ikut jogging, yuk!” bring Nata.

“No ah, Brother,” politely decline Fragrance.

“Come with dong, let's exclaim. We're all looking for breakfast. Hangga again wants porridge he said,” sahut Nata.

“Eng ...”

“Cute, Rum. Come quickly change clothes!” nata Titah.

“Means you dong with Harum. If you invite, Harum would want to,” said Nata.

“Udah Rum, join aja,” said Hangga.

Since it was Hangga who asked him to come along, Harum finally complied. The words of the husband must be obeyed.

“Rum, got his jogging shirt? Want to wear mine?” tawar Nata's.

“Not done, Brother. Thank you,” sahut Harum. “I change clothes first.”

Not long after, Harum came out wearing a Muslimah jogging suit. Non-tight training pants, a long tunic T-shirt that almost touches the knee, as well as a long hijab that covers up to the bottom of the chest.

“Come, Rum!” Nata holding Harum's arm.

The three human children framed in the special wedding were lightly exercising on foot or occasionally running around the residential complex area. No heavy exercise, the important thing is to sweat.

His life is already heavy. We both have to take care of each other.

Nata walks hand in hand with Harum, while Hanges walks behind his two wives. Just a few steps walk, they met with the family of Mr. RT and several other mothers.

“Pagi Neng Harum, Neng Nata, Mas Hangga,” greet Bu RT who is also jogging with her husband.

“For Bu RT, Mr RT,” sahut Harum, Hangga and Nata alternately.

“This walk is Mas Hangga?” ask Mr. RT.

No, Sir. Koprol again (Say authoritative)

“Iya, Mr. RT,” says Hangga is friendly.

“Wah, amazing Mas Hangga nih. Hehehehe.” Mr. RT laughed out loud.

Hangga who understands what “luarget” means Mr. RT chose to pass immediately. Do not want to linger trapped in the chat is not careless.

“We first yes, Mr RT, Bu RT. Come,” said Hangga say goodbye. Then immediately led his two wives away.

“Wah Mas Hangga is truly the lucky man in the world. Two wives, beautiful, getting along again. Wirid what about?” said Mr. RT while looking at the steps of Hangga and his two wives.

“You want to know Mas Hangga? Do you want polygamy too? You want to doain mom let mom want to be polygamous?” sahut Bu RT with bulging eyes.

Mr. RT immediately shook his head. “Not. Mah mah duh-muluk. Want a prayer that must be directly granted aja,” said.

“What prayers are instantly granted, Mr RT?” ask the other mother who was there.

“Feeding prayers. As soon as we pray, we can eat. Hehehe.” Mr. RT grinned again.

“Nih listen yes gentlemen. Mating with multiple partners is not an achievement. No need to be proud because there are also many animals that do,” said Bu RT.

“Cakep, Bu RT.”

“Eh, but still mending Mas Hangga was married again blatantly, not secretly. Of Mr. Udel in block F, listen to have a mistress wife loh mothers." Gender gomaterial began to be anchored.

“Young wife does that mean?”

“Iya. Though yes, as smart as the husband saves a young wife, eventually will be old too.”

"Haha." Some people laugh.

“But if I did, Mom. It does not matter if the husband wants to marry again,” said another mother.

“Wah, Mama super once. Truly the wife of Soleha,” sahut her husband with the nose of a deflated flower. “What matters papa can be fair right, Mah?”

“What matters ... not Papa who wants to marry again!”

“Hahahaha.”

“Udah, already, on disperse everything. Fajr-body even on worship!” exclaim Mr. RT disperse the crowd.

"For Mas Hanges, the people become toothed," muttered Pak RT in his heart.