Pursuing the Love of Siti

BONCHAPS 12

And even if the sun is refused to shine

And even though the sun won't shine

Even if romance ran out of rhyme

Although romance is running out of rhymes

You would still have my heart until the end of time

You still have my heart until the end of time

Cause all I need is you my valentine

Because what I need is you my lover

Oh, you're all I need my love my valentine

Oh, you're the one I need my love my lover

Jakarta, December 17, 2029.

The sky of Jakarta looks black. Signs that it will soon rain. Rain is a blessing for some, but it will be a disaster for the people of Jakarta. The children ran and danced when the rain fell. No screaming to get into the house. Even impressed to let the children play happily.

“Bella, are you not coming?” Ask her niece.

“No, bucik. Shy.” Reply Bella sat down beside Siti

“Loh, why shame? Bucik alone when the High School is still often kok play with children coral cadets behind the house. You remember when Bucik ajaink played jump rope.”

“Iya. The rubber strap broke because it did not fit the load.”Bella Ledek.

“Hahahaha... “

“HAAAA... mama is big still maen jump rope.” Dita Sahut.

“Iya, Dita. Your mama was playing with a girl as a kid. In fact, he still likes climbing rambutan rods. Your mom is not jaim her man.” Follow Edwar, who is in the midst of a warm conversation between his son, brother and nephew.

“Hush, bang. Do not open the card. I'm embarrassed!” Siti's face blushed.

“Hahahaha Edwar was flirting with his sister.

It has been a year that Siti and her family moved to Jakarta. After seven years in the country of people, accompanying her husband to school, her children also came back to Indonesia.

“Where is it?” Siti asked her eldest daughter.

“Not yet awake like ma.” Sahut Dita while playing with Zaki.

Muhammad Adzaki Ramadhan their four-month-old son. Zaki the call they gave was born in Jakarta. At the age of Siti six months, they went home and moved to Indonesia. Of course, their return was welcomed by all the family. Although Siti could only shake her head when Aisyah's mother praised her husband but also compared Akbar's work, Jihan's husband.

Siti stood in front of the door of her room. Seeing her husband fall asleep. Now Ilham is the Director of Mother's Love House. Her husband's routine is not just to sit down to check the work of his subordinates, but he is still a doctor there.

Her smile expands on the beautiful face of the woman, recalling her complicated love journey. Her tortuous household trip. He admitted that inspiration is physically perfect. But not in attitude, there are still many surprises in knowing the man. But there was something he was grateful for, the perfection he got in how Inspiration loved him. Although her husband is less sensitive, sometimes full of surprises make her days beautiful.

Siti's hand stroked the inspired hair that started to wiggle. Her body was dragging on the bed towards her husband. Without him noticing the hand of Inspiration was walking towards his waist.

“Maaaaaaas!” Siti tried to escape from her husband's arms.

“Hmmmm..” Inspiration again snoring while hugging on his back on the bed.

“lepasin..” Inspiration devoured every inch of his wife's body as if becoming opium.

“Honey.. I love you.” His whisper.

“ We love you. “

“Udah, mas. Wake dong! It's noon, nih.” Siti wakes her husband.

"It's the weekend, baby. Don't wake up once in a while."

"You must be tired, yeah, mom."

"Like not to like the name also work. There must be fatigue, but every time you go home I see you're tired of missing. Especially if you are."

"Already, mas. This is a vacation ticket to a new tourist park in the cemetery near our halfway house."

"The garden? How I just found out."

"Tuh, ushered in your sister-in-law. It's the Director who inaugurated." replied Siti.

"Heeh, if I see him later I'll ask you something. When did he inaugurate my brother. Seven years of courtship not yet married." Answer Ilham.

"Say he's still on trial as director." Answer Siti.

"Ah, he's the heir to the Gunawan corps."

“Paaaaa.” Daffa immediately barged in to see the affection of his parents.

“Yes, geez!” Ilham and Siti were like a pair of young people who were perverted by the citizens. Instantly they reflexively detach themselves from each other.

“why?”Tanya Siti approached her son.

"There's bude Jihan." Daffa replied, leaving both his parents.

The atmosphere in the residence of Wijaya is so rame. Especially with the presence of their four-month-old baby. Similar to the birth of their twins couple, again had to be born past nine months.

"Iii lutu her bangkoku." Jihan menowel cheek soft Adzaki.

"No, don't get hooked, dong. Her cheeks are sensitive." Siti Protest.

"Yes, who knows if nowel him, can directly brojol the utunnya." reply Akbar.

After Tia's death, Jihan and Akbar agree to a baby tube program. After a few months of baby tube processing. Jihan is now four months pregnant. "Although the doctor advised Jihan to take care of her womb. Given the age of the jihan is already 4 heads.

"Hello ponakan onty" Sapa Siti stroked Jihan's stomach.

"You want to add more, ti." Ask Jihan.

"Well, that's what it is." Ilham answered the conversation between his wife and Jihan.

"No! That's enough!" Siti is not expecting to get pregnant again.

"I'm in the room first, yeah."

"Oh, we want to say goodbye too. Go to nengokin Azka. It just so happens to be passing by so you guys stop by." Jihan gave some souvenirs to her parents. They were not long.

"Yyyyyyy...." All were scattered when they heard the cry of Inspiration from inside the room.

"Mas, what's wrong?" Siti panicked to see her husband scared. The red and pale face of Ilham was so afraid of him.

"That's..." Ilham embraced Siti like a child taking refuge in her mother.

Siti holds the jidat. She forgot her husband's phobia cat. A few days ago Zalika found a baby cat. Siti allows her three children to keep the baby cat on condition that it must be properly maintained.

"Pa, see beby?" Zalika appears looking for her meow.

"Beby who?" Ask Inspiration.

"Meoongku"

Siti saw Ilham about to scold Zalika. He asked his daughter to come out for a while. Zalika said, she was confused to see the attitude of her father who wanted to get angry.

"You let Zalika keep the cat! You know that I..."

"Sorry, mom. I forgot that you're a phobia of cats, so I let them keep. I saw them love the same baby, so I let them. Don't be angry with children, they only channel what they like. As long as it's positive it doesn't matter, right."

"Astagfireullah! I'm sorry, ti. I was panicking. You know I'm a phobia of cats and chickens."

Siti tried to give her husband some understanding. To support what their children are doing. As long as what is done is a positive thing. So far Siti has always emphasized not to vent emotions to her children or in front of children.

Inspiration to look outside, there is a sense of security when he sees Zaki being engrossed with Mila. She quickly locked the door and hugged Siti tightly. His hands began to play to his wife's back.

These few days he has not been able to touch his wife with all her busyness. And also the bustle of Siti as a mother.

"The box is locked!"

"Darling, I want it. Can you?"

"Mas, it's still morning."

"Sin, lo. Denial of husband's wishes."

Siti sighed. Her head nodded in response to her husband's request. Unbasically, the inspiration immediately grabbed his wife's body, reaching every inch of Siti's curves.

"I'm going to get there." His whisper.

"Aaaaahhhh." sighed Siti

"Thank you, baby." Inspiration peeps his wife's forehead.

Siti fell asleep on her husband's boat. Inspiration peeps his wife's forehead. They eventually fell asleep from exhaustion.

"Maaaaaaa.. adek zaki!"

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Thankfully, we finally finished this part. Thank you to the readers who have wanted to stop by enliven my novel.

EXPIRE.