Port of Love Sang Casanova
2 PCSC. Seblak Love of Nada
Why is she the pregnant Radit the Ribet? Nada sighed deeply.Dilirikannya a mobile phone that provides information sellers seblak yang yang in the suburbs.
"How about we just diliveri order Yang?" Nada. Once it's okay to ignore the contents of Radit's brain that is either craving or doing a scene of opportunity in narrowness, Tone rubbed his pulsating stomach.
"Darling, forgive mom. Not to ignore, but it looks like your papa is just pranking," he said softly.
"I want your cooking, cooking must be delivered Dear" said Radit.
"Okey, we'll cook later after the show, how?" ask Nada. Radit closed his eyes and looked at Nada lovingly.
"May postpone, but at this time I want to feel the love of Nada first," he replied casually. Nada looked at Radit questioningly. As a love of Nada?
"What's that?" sahut Nada while linking her brows.
"You will know," Radit replied gently.
Radit looked at Nada calmly then took a soft, sweet kiss from the lips of the woman he loved so much.
Tone closed his eyes and enjoyed the Radit game that always froze him. Yes this is the end of Radit's strange request, if Nada can't fulfill always like this. Rujak mango that ends lip. Penetrating chicken that ends in roasting. The eggplant sambel that ends the eggplant. Then, what else is this? Seblak which ended as a love taste like Nada. Then, especially later?😆😆😆
Tone shook his head slowly, sometimes having a husband like Radit did have to be patient. Radit who used to be a change of partner, a powerful way that can be done so that her husband does not turn away one of them is to provide satisfactory service. Hope for happiness until death do us part.
Tone releases Radit's kiss then looks at Radit with a beautiful smile, Radit looks at his wife calmly as if asking why it was stopped?
Tone glanced at the television, a show that preached about a mother asking for a father's confession for the child she was born with. A child born out of a relationship outside of marriage.
Deg, Nada closed her eyes. Feeling the tightness that pierced his heart. What if it happened at her wedding? What if the seed that had been sown by her husband also produced the same thing?
"Dear, what are you thinking?" ask Radit. Tone shook slowly, Radit was insensitive to the news. Never mind, hopefully it won't happen. This is just the slacking thoughts of pregnant women who are here and there.
"Whoa, I hope we'll be happy forever. Happy until later" said Nada again.
Radit pulls the tone in its warm deck, not insensitive. But, Radit did not want to overload his brain with the news. At that time, he had forgotten not to use safety when with one woman. Radit closed his eyes, hoping that the sins of the past would not be enough. Just being happy with Nada was what he expected at the moment.
"I'm sure we will be together until death do us part, I love you so much, Nada Aira Azzahwa" Radit said calmly. Tone closed his eyes in the chest of Radit's field. Observing all the words of Radit that so appease his soul.
"Excuse me, young lady. Miss Micel and Mr. Vino have arrived. Madam Mira and the big lady asked Miss and Mister to come down immediately" said a servant.
Radit released his embrace on Nada, they stared at the waiter calmly.
"Thank you Bik, we'll be right down" said Nada with a smile.
The waiter soon returns, Nada and Radit immediately step towards the bottom to witness the simple but elegant wedding. A wedding that is only attended by a specific person. But there are a lot of reporters out there.
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