Our Love (REVISED)

Ep 54s

The sharp look that Dira gave Kevin made Kevin afraid that Dira would get even more angry.

"Yes, herein your foundation, let me rub your neck." Said Kevin asking for the foundation that Dira used to wear.

"For what?" Ask Dira ketus.

"Yes to cover up these signs dear." Kevin replied while pointing at the dozens of red marks on Dira's neck.

"Haha. Your face is very nervous ciii if you are worried." Dira said with a laugh looking at Kevin's expression.

"Aren't you laughing?" Ask Kevin in wonder.

"As you say, this sign is to show that I belong to you. For home, okay, I'll be relaxed and won't care about this. But if it's outside the house, I'll cover this up. After all we're married too, let alone this sign, you give me a sign by making my stomach contain a baby will not be a problem, right?" Said Dira in a potent tone while pointing at some red marks on her neck and directly draped her arms around Kevin's neck as well as twisting her eyes on the handsome man who had become her husband with the intention of teasing him husband.

"If so, let us fill your womb with the seed of our love." Said Kevin while hugging Dira's slender body.

"Ish, you flirtatious. After all, I want to cook. You don't want dinner?" Reply Dira while trying to take off Kevin's tight hug.

"I'm flirty with my own wife, what's wrong? It's wrong that I flirt with other women." Said Kevin.

"Just try if you dare to pervert another woman, I hang you on a chili tree." Hearing Dira's words made Kevin shudder in horror.

"Nobody, baby," said Kevin.

"Yes, I want to cook, baby." Dira deliberately called Kevin with affection so that her husband would take off his embrace.

"Aauuww..." Screech Dira while feeling her stomach cramp a little.

"Which, you don't papa? Or are you kidding me to let you go?" Kevin was worried.

"i'm serious. My stomach is cramping. I'm going to the bathroom first, yeah." Said Dira who felt the arrival of guests. Kevin also agreed.

"Which, you don't papa? Is her stomach still hurting? I'll call the doctor, or we'll go to the hospital?" Said Kevin who this time was really worried after seeing Dira's face paled after coming out of the bathroom, and rushed carrying Dira's tiny body to the bed so that Dira could rest.

"Necessary. I'm not papa. Uh-h...."

"What's wrong, who? Your face is so pale, I called my family doctor first." Kevin said as he reached for his phone to call the Wiratama family doctor.

"I'm really not papa, which is. But it looks like you're going to do something." Dira said with a smile while grabbing the phone Kevin was holding.

"Udah know I will why-why if your shampoo is sick, still say no papa. Here's me, I want to call the doctor so you don't have any more pain." Kevin said he was going to get his phone.

"I mean, not that. But you're the one who's going to do it because you have to wait another week to get your rights." Dira explains his circumstances make Kevin realize what is happening to his wife.

"You mean, you're another hitch?" Ask Kevin to make sure.

"Yes." Yeah." Speak to Dira briefly while smiling.

"Don't you wait another week?" Dira asked as she wrapped her arm around Kevin's shoulder.

"Aaarrrgghhh, God... What other trials are these?" Kevin's wrath in his heart.

"Hmmmm, what else?" Kevin said lethargic.

"You're the mundane. Try it before you want to," continued Kevin.

"Ck. You know, I can't wait to know." Said Dira while menoel nose pointed at her husband.

"May, as long as you can bear it," said Dira while laughing deliberately teasing the husband.

Cup...

"I'll take it, which is important not far from you." Said Kevin after gently peeping Dira's forehead.

"Basic, dreadlocks." Mumbled Dira.

"Well, he said he wanted to cook? Come on I'm temenin. I also want to know you're actually cooking or just helping your aunt cook." Kevin said he doubted Dira's ability to cook.

Placard...

"It hurts, which." Said Kevin while stroking his forehead which had just got a tell from his wife.

"Eat him, don't whine at me. You think I can't cook?" Dira Protests.

"Starting tonight, you can only eat my cooking, you can't eat any of your mama's or aunt's cooking." Breaking up to convince her husband.

"If your cooking isn't good, the punishment should be against me that night. How's it?" Challenge Kevin.

"Okay, I agree. But if my cooking is good, you suck me up, and kiss me can't. Deal?" Challenge Dira back.

"His son, can't do that dong, which. Serving the biological needs of the husband is the duty of the wife. Ngurus house we may still be able to hand over to ART, but the affairs of the husband, can only be served by the wife. You want to sin because you refuse me?" Said Kevin who this time has brought his position as a husband.

"Isa. Bring position. Okay, I changed the challenge. How about if the food is good, after every meal, you have to pijitin me and love me chocolate." Dira poses a new challenge for Kevin.

"okay, Deal. But what kind of a problem, it's up to me. You can't set me up, you enjoy enough without protesting." Reply Kevin with his mischievous idea.

"Hhhmmm, Okay, I agree. But you have to be a real mijit! Don't be weird." Firmly Dira.

"It's not weird. You calm down." Kevin said with a smile.

"Yes let's make it for me, I can't wait to eat your cooking." Continue Kevin while moving from his seat and invite Dira to go to the kitchen.

After the two of them were in the kitchen, Dira started preparing the ingredients that Dira would use for cooking.

Aunty who just finished with other homework and went into the kitchen to help Dira to cook, immediately Dira refused subtly, she wanted her husband to eat what he cooked by himself, he said, not a help from mom or aunt.

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