Quickie Marriages
QM 26's
Farah prepared breakfast for Papa and her husband. Papa
Arfan has forbidden the child to do strenuous activities, but hard
farah's head cannot be defeated. Arcs
get out of the room with a better face than before.
“What time is deck?” ask Arka. He approached Farah to
giving a good morning kiss is usually done.
Cup
Arka stole it secretly.
“Fried rice, Mas custom directly kiss-kiss aja. If at
see Papa kalu” reply Farah.
“Papa is still in the room on deck. Abi son how, anteng ya
My?”
Arka aligned her head on Farah's stomach. Occasional
kiss with incredible affection.
“Anteng ko Bi, Still not asking weird.”
Arka took the milk box of pregnant women and made it for her
wives.
“Drink milk first yes deck,” Arka thrust glass already
contains milk. Before getting pregnant, Farah was very fond of milk but
pregnant she does not feel nauseous when inhaling the aroma of milk or drinking it.
“Still Abii,” Og Farah. He gives a little kiss
as a sign of gratitude for the attention given by the husband.
“Start yes My, attack suddenly gini,” reply Arka.
His heart was beating pretty hard.
“Eis Mas want to do?” Farah suddenly salting because of the
my husband kept getting closer.
“You reply dong, here kiss one first.” Arka managed to hug
the slender body of the wife. He gave kisses to all the parts
farah's face with jail.
“Ehem, Cook what nak?” Papa Arfan came without a taste
guilty. Farah immediately took off her husband's embrace with her face still
blushing great. She's so embarrassed.
“Nation goring Pa.” It was not Farah who answered but Arka.
“Wahh, good as it is. Cook with love?” teasing
Papa Arfan's. Farah hid in Arka's body in shame.
“Udah lo deck, Papa aja regular. Swing eat.” Arka brought the
wife to sit down and start their meal. Farah was still down
embarrassed and did not dare to see his own father.
“Child Papa why nduk from earlier?”
“Ma-shame on Papa,” replied Farah honestly. Papa Arfan and also
Arka laughed immediately.
“Yes Allah son, ah don't be shy about it Papa.”
After eating, Arka gave pieces of fruit to the
wives.
“during Mas not at home do not eat chocolate yes,”
wanti-wanti Arc.
no chocolate one.” Farah pursed her lips.
“Could be so adek contact Andi would ask for buyin, Mas ngelarang
because dear equally adek and our child candidate.”
Farah nodded in understanding. He'll try Manahan not to
consume chocolate.
Before leaving for the store, Arka always took the time to
taking the fetus in the stomach of the wife talking. Many of the tips that
he gave so that the fetus is not nosy.
“Mas says yes, Be careful at home. If there's anything
direct phone.”
“Iya Abi, Abi also be careful. His work spirit,
much-many looking for money yes.”
“Iya dear, Anak Abi is also calm as long as Abi is not in
home.” Arka kissed the wife's forehead and stomach.
Farah helps the housekeeper to clean up the scraps
eat them. He was not used to sitting quietly without doing
whatever. It's been almost 3 weeks he took off the course because the condition has not been too much
stabilised.
“The fruit was wiped out dong nak.” Papa Arfan is in
family home with coffee and tablets.
“Iya Pa, just sent Mas Arka first to the front. Papa is not
resto yes?”
“In the meantime, skip coffee first.” Arfan was very happy
enjoy a cup of coffee every morning made by the child.
“Adek can come with Papa? Bored at home.” Farah Pinta.
Arfan weighed his son's request first,
he was afraid that the child would be exhausted as he followed her to the resto.
“Bby, but promise yes nurut same Papa.” Fara nodded
enthusiastic. He wanted to learn how to make a cake for one of the chefs
there.
“No can go to the kitchen resto, Can only sit.” Lightning
the radiance of joy just vanished. Farah put on her pouting face. Him
holding back tears from coming out.
“Adek will make Pa hiks cake. At home, you can't come
the course is also not allowed, this is added again at the restaurant also can not. Huaaa Papa's
no dear Adek.” Papa Arfan panics seeing his daughter crying like a child
a 5-year-old who wasn't bought his favorite candy.
“Eh dear Papa kok crying, Uda ya.” Arfan takes Farah to the
in decapannya.
“Stop crying if Papa can make cookies, huaaa.”
“Iya Yes Papa may, but only one kind of cake Yes.”
Farah nodded, slowly his cries dissected.
Farah's getting ready to go with Papa Arfan, he's
smiling happily finally being able to hold the cake batter again.
