Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Morning Sports

Isma awakens when the dawn of Azan reverberates. He was surprised to see Prince's eyes staring limp at him. His eye bags look black like panda eyes.

"Mas why? Didn't you sleep all night?" Touching the Prince's pale and tired face.

Instead of answering, Prince tucked his head into Isma's lap. Isma who understood also immediately stroked the Prince's head which was now on his stomach.

"Why didn't Mas wake up last night? It is dawn!"

"You don't want to disturb your rest, dear." Pulling back Isma's body to lie down.

"New zan reverberating. If you want to just for a minute. Worry we could be late at dawn." Advice Isma.

"The promise is just a moment, just take it off. It's tormented dear." The whine is spoiled and begins its activities.

Prince did so with a very careful heart and only briefly as he promised. After that they took a bath and performed congregational dawn prayers.

Meanwhile, Umi and Fitri were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Abah has a dialogue with his bike out there. While Arya went back to sleep next to Arsyid after the dawn prayer.

"Your aunt's tumben isn't awake yet?" Umi said astonished.

"Last night Prince compressed his stomach. He said it was hard to sleep. Maybe I'm still asleep." Fitri replied while continuing her cooking show.

"Go ask. Who knows if it's not good." Asking Fitri to call Isma.

Fitri stepped into Isma's room. And right now they're making out. Prince asked for his ration back. Not satisfied, he said, because it had been held for too long.

"May ya, I'll do it again." Swipe at Isma's chest.

"It's still morning. It will sound embarrassed!" Isma Protest.

"Don't make a sound. Darling, just keep her mouth. I can't stand this, baby." Whimpering forced while spoiled.

"Yes, but slowly. Little bit worried." Brushed the face of Prince who was still mendusel in his chest.

"Ok slowly, but for a long time." Positioning Isma's body comfortably under her cage.

"Don't be long. Later we are called Umi, because we do not wake up. Shame to be found out." Said slowly.

Prince no longer cared about Isma's words. He started exercising in the morning.

Fitri smiled shyly towards the kitchen. Umi who saw the shy smile Fitri felt astonished and curious.

"Why? How do you smile that smile?" Ask Umi.

Fitri widened her smile. Then he nudged softly on Umi's shoulder.

"You why? Asked to call Isma, uh nyenggol Umi even with a smile. It's weird!" Umi grew curious.

"That's loh mi, Isma same Prince again sports morning." Clearly, smilingly looking at Umi who was getting confused.

"When did they come out? Abah's first door opened." Umi's chat.

"Iih Umi, not that sport." Sahut Fitri gave the code by bringing the two index fingers closer.

"Heung, you mean...morning exercise?" Ask Umi.

Fitri Smiled and nodded. Umi finally smiled shyly.

"Mmh, being apart briefly takes off her misses until morning." Said Umi who continued washing dishes.

"You were the same as Arya." Continue Umi who managed to make Fitri more embarrassed.

"Kok Umi know?"

"You know, Umi used to come by your room every morning." Answer Umi casually.

Fitri scratched her face in embarrassment. He imagined when Umi eavesdropped outside his room while making out with Arya.

"But at that time, I wasn't pregnant with Umi." Said slowly.

"Yes, because when you're pregnant, Arya doesn't really want to. She's been shoving a lot when you haven't been pregnant." Umi.

"It's ah, Umi. Don't talk about it anymore. Shame.." Putting up the dishes at the dinner table.

Umi just smiled happily. Now Umi already has a daughter-in-law and grandchild who are all always there with her. Waiting for the presence of Prince and Isma's children who are still seven weeks away.

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