Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 67's

“Congratulations Galang, Mbak Gisha” smiles Naya more and more when Gisha hugs her.

“Thanks for coming Nay” Naya nodded.

While the two male partners they just look at each other in silence.

Galang had known since this man was actually reluctant to come to his wedding, I don't know what made him end up coming with a sour face like that.

“Happy always yes Ma'am, Naya will always doain Mbak and Galang so that the household sakinah mawaddah wa rahmah”

“Aamiin” answered the couple in unison.

Naya lowered her head as her long skirt was pulled from below.

Dimas.

“Tante doain also let Dimas cepet can adik” chirpnya invite the laughter of adults around him, including Panji, even the man to mess up the top of Dimas hair with anxiety.

“Definitely dear, Dimas also help prayer so that you can be a sister as soon as”, said Naya while glancing at the newlyweds who are now blushing with a shy motion.

After going through several series of events Naya can only resign when Panji takes her to the hotel room where he stays.

The grip of their hands never came off, after reaching the room, Panji laid his wife on the bed.

“Mas kangen very same kamu” his sister after laying down her body beside Naya.

Naya smiled in her heart as well as shrieked the same thing, but, let Panji deduce everything through his actions.

Jemari Naya was still busy wiping her husband's head, if you think about it they had not been like this for a long time.

Long time before this happened.

“You miss the same Mas?”

“According to Mas how?”

“Nggak” said Panji with a sad face, Naya who has been anxious since cupping her husband's face, making the man look into his eyes.

“I miss Mas, believe not?”

The banner shook making Naya could no longer hold back her laughter.

“You never miss the same Mas, the proof is you can go without ngabarin Mas at all” said Panji who has now turned his back on his wife.

Slowly Naya stopped her laughter.

The pregnant woman realized that it was getting outrageous with her husband.

“How come I'm on my back?” The banner was fluttering in its place.

“Hiks, you know what, hiks” his sobbing when he realized the husband did not care, Naya still memorized if Panji could not see or hear his cries.

Sure enough, Panji turned back to face his wife who was already in tears.

“Already Nay, Mas sorry ya”

“Huaaaaaa” instead of stopping Naya's tears getting firmer, she did not know why her pregnant hormones always easily flooded her tears.

“Cup cup, already yes Nay, do not cry again please, Mas sorry”

“Hiks, hiks, Mas evil really why I'm on my back, wrong I did try”

“Iya Mas wrong, sorry Mas ya Nay”

“Kok Mas who apologized anyway? hiks” it feels Panji wants to shout loudly in his place, sorry wrong not to apologize let alone.

“Keep Mas should how Nay?” asked Panji resignedly to Naya who was still as excited just because of the problem earlier.

In Panji's head this situation is recorded in his brain, a new rule in his life: never harass or harass pregnant women.

“Iya Mas know, already yes do not cry again, later the baby will come sad” said Adnan while removing the trace of crying on the face of the wife.

Being far from his woman makes Panji a little understood by the nature of Naya which is still recorded in his memory, Panji began to understand his wife, especially in two-bodied conditions that on average pregnant women will experience a severe mood swing, Panji tries to understand.

One thing that makes him stand still in his place is, Panji does not want to lose Naya and her future baby again.

Especially when everything is done with the cause of the problem.

“Mau eskrim?” bargain Panji which was immediately embraced by the pregnant woman.

Panji again stroked the chest as Naya walked quickly leaving him, dashed was his hope that wanted to spoil with his wife.

Although actually tired, Panji immediately followed Naya.

The city park, again that's what Panji chose at the behest of his great mistress.

Naya eats the ice cream with passion, Panji just looks at his wife while occasionally cleaning up the ice cream stains that slightly ruin Naya's appearance.

Just a little, because Naya always looks beautiful even though she has not taken a shower.

That's the banner on his wife now.

Ever since he came home, Panji has focused all his senses only on Naya, his wife.

“You added?” Naya nodded, making Panji stand away to return to buy ice cream at his wife's request.

Raindrops soaked Panji's body making the netre to look at Kanaya's whereabouts that were out of place.

Panji hate the season in this era that is not in place, the atmosphere is not as hot as usual, but how to know if it suddenly rains in the midst of drought as it is today.

The big step hastened down the park which is now quiet because the rain has disperse all activities in the midst of the hustle of the park.

‘What is Naya back in the car?’

Panji shook his head to dispel the tiny possibility, it was impossible for Kanaya to bother to take shelter to avoid the cold rain.

Panji seemed to be wondering what makes his wife really love the rain.

His feet stopped when he saw his wife sleeping in the rain.

Regretting the rush to find Naya without taking an umbrella first made Panji have no choice but to approach his wife without anything that could protect his wife from the rain.

“Naya” the woman's eyes opened, her body slowly waking up with a grin that had already adorned her face.

“Yes found out, please allow Nay to play rain for a while yes, please” pinta Naya half-welder.

Choosing not to answer Panji sitting next to his wife, looking for what unique things his wife likes when it rains.

“You love rain but hate lightning” pout Panji tries to invite trouble for himself.

“Yes it! Who likes that ear-splitting rumble, you Mas?” conscious of having put up the wrong bait, Panji shook his head not to magnify the problem.

“Mas know not, rain is a blessing, know the philosophy of rain?” The banner shook again.

Naya's eyes closed with her head turned up so that her face could feel every drop that touched her skin.

“Rain is the generous form that the heavens give to the earth, also as a form of sacrifice of love from the clouds that had not been delivered to the rain that had made it not” Panji flabbergasted to hear the words of the wife who was still cool to enjoy the rain.

“I also love you like a cloud that loves the rain Mas, even though in the future I do not exist. hmmpphhh” said Naya who immediately smothered his wife with a kiss that warmed the two instantly.

“Udah yu! Cold, the baby will be cold” took Panji later, with half unwilling Naya followed Panji's steps that led her to take shelter, after destroying the romantic atmosphere that had been difficult to wake up.

If it had brought a child problem, Naya chose to give up, had enough of her accident yesterday, Naya no longer wanted to harm the baby.

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