One Heart 2 LOVE

Go home

Sekar: My heart is happy and calm when I am with him. Is he some kind of night wind?

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After a week in the hospital. Finally the doctor allowed Sekar to go home. On condition that Sekar must rest a lot and eat regularly.

Sure Sekar agreed. He misses his house so much.

Currently Arka and Sekar are packing things. Sekar has been banned by Arka to participate in packing these items. But that's Sekar. I can't always stand by and see others in trouble. He can't always bother and try to do what he can.

"That will be his soybean," as a husband on standby certainly Arka could not let Sekar who had not even recovered must participate in packing goods.

"Yes Allah Ka. Just clean up doang, no cape really," Sekar continues to put items one by one into his bag.

"Later and later cape dear. Really can't? Feelings first if told to nuurut mulu. Why is it so much of a dispute now?"

As soon as the horse grinned, "Hehe," his kekeh. After the relationship improved Sekar was more often challenging Arka's complaint. But certainly not against being hurt to bad things. He just doesn't want to be troublesome.

"Mamah Tami same Papah Arman can't pick us up. There is an office event. Most later picked up Mr. Waluyo. But there's a bi Iyam at home. No papa, huh?" Ask Arka. Nodded by her girl.

Arka stopped her activity because it was done. He approached Sekar who was still busy folding his clothes.

Mumpung no chance, the man wrapped his burly hands in the belly of Sekar from behind.

"I can't wait to see the presence of utun. Dear Dad," Arka rubs the smooth stomach Sekar who does not even seem to be pregnant alias still flat.

Sekar grabbed Arka's face. Swiping her smooth, "Patience ya. A lot of prayers let him be born safe."

"Surely."

******

Both have reached home. The house is empty, there is no one because Iyam has gone home. But well maintained and also has a lot of food available. It must have been Iyam who prepared it.

"Worthy of the room we have to move so under deh. You pity you if you have to go up and down the stairs," said Arka while watching the stairs leading to her room which is quite high.

"No need. Not sure, let's do all the sports."

"Honey. Pregnant women do not go up and down stairs. This time, I don't want any objection. For your safety too."

Just smiling. Responding to her husband does require patience. His article Arch is very possessive. Especially after there is a presence in Sekar. Makes her an extra alert husband.

"Judah yes."

"That's dong. More dear," Arka peeked at Sekar's forehead briefly before finally pulling her suitcase into one of the rooms below. Rarely used but often Sekar clean first, and maybe Iyam clean it too so that it can be used directly.

"How good are you anyway? Pregnant but not craving anything. Cake helicopter cravings, motor cravings, cake train cravings. Or what is it. The luxurious. I can do it," said Arka as she put her suitcase and then pulled Sekar's hand to come sit with her on the bed.

"Hopefully I don't crave that. It's so strange that you crave Ka. Probably not. It hasn't even been a month."

Arka lowered her head. Rubbing gently Sekar's stomach, "Unfortunately Dad if you want anything to ask yes do not hesitate. If you can, promise that you will buy it. Just don't ask for a new dad."

Sekar shuffled Arka's hair with anxiety. The most pleasing part of Arka's behavior is when she speaks with Sekar's stomach. As if talking to a child.

"What if you ask a new Mom?" Sekar tries to tease Arka.

"Mama is enough. More than enough. What's the new Mom doing?" Arka is still in the same position. But what he did was a little different. He brought a shirt. Because of anxiety, Arka bit her until Sekar groaned.

"Arka's sick!" Fortunately Sekar did not hit Arka's head.

"pillow?! What if our son is stuck inside?!" Shouted Sekar. Will not accept Arka's bad intentions that will make her distended stomach a pillow.

"The abbis gemes. I smell baby, keep bloating. Funny as that," now Arka turned to summarize the face of Sekar. Make the girl's lips depressed so a little manyun made her.

"Haha. Kayak duck, "the last straw Arka who was immediately presented with a pinch on his upper arm.

*****

"Later if your content is already big automatically your stomach is big automatically your clothes are also big. Nih, I choose you clothes in the online shop so we do not have to go out to buy clothes. You choose as you like."

Arka handed her phone to Sekar who was arranging her dresser. Sekar's eyes perfectly round see what is presented by Arka. The error when looking at the nominal price.

"5 million doang t-shirts? Which country's production shirt is Ka? How expensive is that? These too. Daster 3 million?! If in the market 3 million can dapet 10." Sekar handed the phone back to Arka.

"You shop here sometimes. Not in the market. Just once. You choose as you wish. Want any amount. I can afford to pay. Well, yeah?" Arka put up her poppy eyes. Show it to Sekar. I hope the woman will obey her wishes.

But nihil, Sekar shook his head firmly. Grabbing the phone that is stored in one of the paper bags that were taken from the hospital.

"Curriedly. There are still many cheap clothes. We bought something cheap, right?"

"If it can be expensive, why should it be cheap? Where have I ever bought you clothes. I've banged your looks a lot, but I never took care of her needs."

"Now. My permission to be a useful husband. I want to buy all your needs, whatever they are," said Arka.

Smiling with pleasure. Gently rubbing Arka's upper arm, "You've been a useful husband."

"I bought it. The size of your shirt is-" Arka hangs her words. Staring at Sekar with a pushy face. Making the girl frown, "I suck huh? Even the size of your shirt I don't know." A moment later he nodded.

Seeing her husband looking down so sekar could not bear. He raised his head with both hands. Publish a smile even though the Arka does not smile, "It is not a mistake not to know the size of the wife's clothes. You've done the best thing anyway."

"Lucky Arka O Allah," Arka raised both hands and then rubbed into his face. As if to thank God.

"So gemes. So I want you to do it, hehe."

"Bad arka!"

Already knew her husband was perverted, still he was innocent. Hmm

Okay, let's think of a new step to pollute Sekar's mind

Late plain my wife mah

Sum, pervert. Arka the pervert. Ehee went home