Pursuing the Love of Siti

BONCHAP 9

This afternoon, Amsterdam is covered in snow. There is no sunlight visible from the sky. Snow covered the roofs of houses, shops and vehicles that froze.

On top of the snow covering the ground, the children were still playing happily. Shown in mind Siti if her children come must be very exciting. Ilham was busy making snowballs occasionally splashing snow on his wife's body.

"Darling?" Sahut Ilham's.

"Yes, my mom." Siti took the snow she made into a small ball.

"Back, yuk. I miss them." Answer Inspiration after you finish making a snowman.

"Hi, Olaf. Introduce me inspiration and this is Siti." Inspiration talks to his snowman.

Pluuuuukkkk

Siti throws a snowball at her husband. Inspiration grimaced due to a very strong throw. His hand caught Siti's body. A close hug made Siti a little uncomfortable, Ilham poked his head from behind his wife's neck. The scent of lavender perfume typical of her husband's body made Siti smile small.

"You know Olaf. I have a very beautiful wife. Good hearted, diligent saving, saving children means, as the saying goes many children have a lot of sustenance. Siti's age is 36 but still love me a source of happiness. 3 nymphs and two princes in the Ramadan Family." Cerocos Ilham without noticing his wife's irritated expression.

"Yes and I'm the nyebelin' husband of the world. How not? he even forgot what day it was today? Crazy right? And today he's stoning his partner's bulls instead of me!" Omel Siti while looking at her husband.

I didn't forget, ti.

The sky in the snow made them choose to return to the car. Inspiration saw his wife coldly choose to wrap his wife's double body jacket.

"Mas, we're going home, aren't we?"

Inspiration just smiles knot "No. We continue on our way to a secret place." The inspiration is back to focus on the steering wheel.

"Maaaaa." Siti screamed at her husband's ear. However, it did not shake his silence.

"Babelle!" Ambek Siti turned her face to look at the snow that still crowded the cheese-producing country.

"Nyebelin but love kaaan..." Goda Ilham elbowed his wife's arm.

"What a hell... flirtatious!" His eagle when Ilham was about to kiss his cheek.

Ilham chuckled at the look of an annoyed face as well as red hue his wife.

"Darling, you look like her face is getting more beautiful. The more I love."

"Udah, the real mistress. Later not until the goal even nyampe to the afterlife again." Said Siti with a look that is still bent.

Inspiration refocuses on the steering wheel. Time has shown at 19:00 (GMT+1) Part Netherlands. Siti also fell asleep without removing the hand of Ilham.

Ilham smiled and then peeked at his wife's finger.

The car stopped at a tree house. Inspiration came out carrying Siti. But soon his wife woke up and went up to the tree house.

"This ... Kan."

"Yes, honey. That's the house you dreamed about."

Ilham shook his head "That house I built in collaboration with Ina. You do not forget the time Ina to the Netherlands because you want to take the Magister."

Siti smiled faintly at the story of her husband. Two years ago, Ina came to the Netherlands to study in Switzerland. At that time the girl was staying at their place. Even Ilham and Ina often come out together making Siti on the verge of great jealousy.

Siti looked down embarrassed because she had negative thoughts on Ina.

"I feel guilty for Ina, mas. I used to scold him for my jealousy towards him."

"I apologize when we return to Indonesia. Now we enjoy the fruits of our hard work." Ilham carried Siti in the style of a backpack.

They stood staring at the window holding each other's waists. Ilham's hand bent Siti's head to lean on her shoulder.

"That's very beautiful, Mas. Thanks"

The cup!

The long kiss was stuck on Siti's forehead. The kiss moved from the forehead to the lips. An unhurried kiss, they permeated it leisurely and lovingly. The love they face is so complicated, the grief in the household they have gone through.

"Happy Anniversary, baby. We've been through it seven years. I hope the next few years are still like this. Until our children grow up. Got a grandchild to a great-grandchild." Saying to his wife.

"You didn't forget, did you?"

Inspiration shakes "I never forget our moment. The moment of our wedding. Without even a birthday I always remember our complicated love journey. Without an anniversary I always remember our moment of marriage full of surprises. And from that trip that made me believe that you were my destiny.

Make it hard to find here. It's before your eyes that's my destiny."

"I love you Ilham Ramadhan. Thank you for being patient with a jealous me. I'm sorry I haven't been the perfect wife to you."

"Love you forever a rose as wide as the ocean. You are the best wife for me. Your possessiveness symbolizes your love for me." Ilham clutched his wife's head. The fragrance of Ilham's favorite perfume makes Siti feel at home hiding there.

Ilham carried Siti into the room. "Tonight we'll stay here, baby. Tomorrow we continue our journey."

"So this isn't our main goal?"

Ilham shook his head "Not. Our main goal is still far away."

"But I'm pregnant, mom."

"If you're tired, we can find lodging."

"Yes, pity the children if left alone" Siti murmured while turning her back.

One more part yes ... Bonchap

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