PROOF OF LOVE FOR THE STARS

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"Alhamdulillah...." I jumped out of bed and ran towards my husband.

"Rion!!!" I immediately jumped on the lap of Rion who was sitting on the sofa of the room with eyes focused on the TV screen in front of him

"Astagfirullah, Bi..." Rion immediately held onto my body to avoid falling.

"Well, honey, shout thank God for winning the lottery." Rion pinched my nose.

"Look!" I showed Ezra the message in the Alvarendra family group.

📩 Ezra

Alhamdulillahot. Please pray oma-opa, great eye, onty, uncle. Hopefully 2 more weeks of dedenya already looks fit USG yes 😊

"Bi... Is Zoy pregnant?" Rion looked at me with a look of surprise.

I nodded and smiled.

"Waaahh! Bang Ezra's mantulity." Rion snatched the already crowded phone with the reply of the group occupants.

📩Nath

Congratulations bang. Ponakan om ganteng candidates already nongol nih. 👶

📩Mama

Thank God, congratulations, dear Zoya.. Congratulations to Zra. Take care of Zoya Zra. Don't be tired, dear.

📩Una Mother

Alhamdulillah, grandma's granddaughter was nongol. Take good care, dear.

📩Tante Rara's

Alhamdulillah darling. Healthy son.

📩Om Skai

Pake what moves Zra! Really joss!

Rioon! Show me your work!

📩Nair

Alhamdulillahot. May be a son of Soleh/soleha sak.

📩Shaka

Ngadon kebab om Lang! Rion the god!! 🤓

Me and Rion chuckled at the reply from them. Rion couldn't bear to not get into that chat.

📩Star

I'm Rion! Still enjoying the process, Lang! The result of mah pasrah. 😅😅

I took the phone from Rion's hand. If left, their conversation can continue until dawn.

"Bye..." Rion looked at me begging.

"No, sweetheart. If you have joined the Sky with Shaka, danger. Nair same mom can Istigfar a hundred times read the contents of your chat." I hid my phone behind my body.

Rion smiling. I knew there was something in that smile. I glanced at his phone which kept vibrating notification marks from the group.

I immediately got up from his body and grabbed Rion's phone. I know, her smile just now means she's going to continue the conversation on her phone.

"Bye..."

"Now I can read my husband's thoughts.... That's progress!"

Well, just let me guess. I ran and climbed on the bed. Hiding two cell phones under the pillow I slept on. I covered my body with a blanket.

"Bi, try to read my mind." Rion approached and slowly climbed into the bed.

Well, what did he think about?

"Would you like a snack?" Guess with my face still in the blanket.

"No."

I feel like he's getting closer. What is it about? I'm still thinking under this thick blanket.

"You want to gowes 10 km." Guess because usually Rion is more mes*m if it's in bed.

"You're welcome or making an offer, baby!"

Nah right? It was even called nawarin. I'm not nawarin and you don't ask, gowes activity can happen. What else if you consider me a nawarin, baby.

It's not safe!

"So you nanya. Yeah, I'm just frickin', honey." I slowly peeked at Rion. Because he didn't move anymore. What's he doing?

Greeb's...

"We try free style." Rion lowered both eyebrows.

"No way!" I closed my face back.

"Sin, reject the husband." Whisper in my ear. I heard clearly even though I was blocked by the blanket.

I let out a breath. Gini is very same marriage in leaning. Her spirit exploded. It is a difficult day off to ask for mercy!

I opened the money blanket to cover my head. "Okay. 10 minutes!" Saying to him.

"God. Not yet hot on the machine, Bi. It's the end."

I wanted to laugh, but I could stand it. I don't know, marrying him and being his wife doesn't change anything in our relationship at all. Except fighting.

We play friends, sometimes I'm a brother and she's a sister. Sometimes he's a brother, or a father. But he often positions himself as a husband. He is, after all, my husband.

"10 minutes or nothing." Last offer.

"Add another 10 minutes, I'll give you another load." What an offer, Yon!

His little boy mostly PS rental what the hell!

"10 minutes or nothing!" My Deuteronomy.

Rion is getting upset. She's worried. Is it hard to take that ten minutes anyway? I stopped while he was not yet at the finish. Where is it, baby.

I bit my lips and held back a laugh. So appreciative of him, that he still weighs unreasonable offers from me.

Rion shifted and lay down next to me. "It's better not to end up in the bathroom with soap." Rion closed his eyes.

I got up and sat on the headboard. I lifted his head and placed it on my lap which I had previously placed a pillow on it.

Rion fell asleep on his stomach with his face staring to the side. His hands hugged my waist

I like him who is spoiled to me. I didn't miss the moment of stroking her soft hair. Maybe this is the effect of him who has not been wearing pomade.

"Sister Zoy has a son, Ezra, Bi."

"Yes.I'm happy, baby. Finally Ezra and Zoya feel great happiness."

"You want to, Bi?" Rion turned around and looked at my face. His hand stretched out around my cheek.

I smiled looking at his face that looked upside down at this moment. I still rubbed his hair. Sometimes twisting his bangs with my index finger. Although it's a bit difficult because the hair is short, but I still do.

"Wind, baby. It's very even."

"Because I know our baby will definitely be welcomed warmly by our two families."

"If you?" askaku.

"You anyway. But dating used to be more exciting."

"Two first, enjoy the times we didn't live before."

"Get in the cinema with a hand. Sit in the corner, watch a romantic movie while kissing*an!" I hit his arm.

"Always*m!" I covered her mouth with my palm.

Rion held my hand that was in her mouth and held it. "Trust me, kemes*man is just for you."

Studying wrestling where is my husband?

"For me, for me, and with me. No debate!" My welcome.

"Surely donk!"

"Rion...!

"Yes...."

"Promise yes, our gray hair will grow together." My words made him laugh.

"Can!" I hit his arm again. "Laugh at me." I'm pouting.

"Yes, you're so weird, Bi." He's still chuckling.

"The promise is to live on, don't be left behind. Don't cheat even though you're tight. Don't leave even if there's a hard problem."

"It's even gray hair." Rion returned to his stomach and hugged my waist.

Rion, why is it always so annoying?

"Who knows if my gray hair first grew, and then you're looking for something else." I stroked his black hair.

"It's better if we grow gray together, Yon!"

Rion is laughing. What exactly is wrong with my words?

"Issha! Keep laughing!" I pinched his back which felt hard.

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