Passion Old Virgin

Gandeng or Carry

After completing the prayer, they immediately went down to the ground floor to join dinner together. Malik held his wife's hand carefully. Meanwhile, Rihanna was still upset because of Malik's remarks earlier. The annoyance was increasingly becoming when Malik actually made his steps very limited. 

Rihanna knows to be careful when pregnant like this. However, be careful Malik's version is really emotionally draining. How not, the man made Rihanna's steps heavier because now they were walking without the slightest distance, the bodies of both of them clinging tightly like stamps attached to paper. 

"Malik, let me go for a second. You're heavy, you know!" rihanna complained in a small voice. 

"I have to take care of you, honey. Later if it is found out that mommy if I do not help you walk, she will definitely be angry," he replied casually without burden. 

"But you're making my steps harder, Malik!" rihanna who wants to be released from her husband. 

"Do you want me to go down like this, or do I just carry it down?" malik asked threateningly. 

Rihanna snorted annoyedly, her husband is indeed getting more possessive since they both expressed their feelings. Rihanna is forced to let Malik embrace her shoulder, even though it disturbs her. 

Both of them arrived at the dining room. There was Riani and Ibrahim. The two middle-aged humans smiled gently upon seeing the arrival of the child and his son-in-law. 

"You have come, just wanted to follow up," said Riani back to sit himself. 

"Sorry, long time, Mi?" rihanna asked with a bad feeling. 

"No, really! Mami is the same papi has also just come here," replied Riani gently. 

"What are you guys doing? Rihanna's usually more excited about dinner." Ibrahim asked because usually Rihanna was in the dining room first since she found out that she was pregnant. 

"Em, we just prayed together, Pi. Kayla took it." Malik answered Ibrahim's question because he seemed a little shy to answer. 

The look on the faces of Ibrahim and Riani immediately beamed after hearing his son's reply. They are certainly happy because the daughter-in-law who is a convert now has the initiative to invite her husband to worship. 

"Yes, Pi. Malik knows that too." 

"Well, let's eat first!" take Riani to stop their conversation. 

Riani was well aware that her daughter-in-law was now blushing in embarrassment after receiving praise from the two male occupants of the mansion. The middle-aged woman was also convinced that her daughter-in-law's cheeks were currently flushed red like a boiled crab, evident from the pregnant woman hiding her face by lowering her head. 

Both pairs of different generations of brides are now eating dinner. They eat in silence, there is only the clang of spoons and forks that collide with the plates. 

When all was done eating, Riani looked at the daughter-in-law who was sitting in front of her. "Rihanna," call Riani without taking a look. 

"Yes, Mi." 

"May I ask?" 

"May you ask what is it about? It looks serious." 

"You mad?" 

Rihanna's two eyebrows were linked when she got the strange question from the in-laws. The pregnant woman felt confused because her in-laws suddenly asked her current feelings. 

"What do you mean? Rihanna is angry, why and who is the same?" 

"Anged because my mother has forbidden you to go to Indonesia. Mean mami well, honey. Mami just doesn't want anything bad to happen to you and your future granddaughter. You are a precious treasure to mami," explained Riani straightforwardly. 

"Who wants to go to Indonesia, Mom?"