Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Two Rounds?

It's been two months since we lost a baby. I am sincere now, consider it a test so that we may draw closer to Him. I decided to quit bimbel today. This week, the kids will take the semester exam.

Actually I want to stop after the disaster that befell us, but it's not good to make them bother looking for substitute teachers. In addition, working appreciably reduces the intensity of thoughts about fetal loss that are highly anticipated.

Finished teaching me the intention of saying goodbye to admin. Coincidentally the owner whose house is close to the bimbel is in the room. I called yesterday.

"Kok brenti ngajar, Mba?" ask Mbak Dita is friendly.

"Fear of lack of focus on preparing for the test, Ma'am. Let Mr. Deni handle it," I replied.

Deni also majored in Biology, but different universities with me. He who taught third grade, became a substitute when I was sick. I also asked him to help prepare my children for the semester exam.

"Well, baby, the hell .. when the kids like to learn the same, Ms. Reva."

"Yes, tuh!" They were busy with the old Reva pass did not come at that time.

When I say goodbye to the children in the class, some of them expressed disappointment. I tried to cheer them up by saying Deni was smarter. God willing can help them study well for the test.

I smiled at a glance. "How else, Ma'am. After the miscarriage yesterday, my body is sometimes weak," I replied slightly cuddle up.

"Duh .. hopefully soon be packed again yes, Ma'am," said Mbak Dita.

"Yes, Mother. Thank you," I said, then took turns shaking their hands.

While exiting the bimbel, Ridho had just arrived at the parking lot. My man smiled gently. I approached him and went up to the bell. Ridho drove the bike casually towards home.

When I got home, my mom was sitting on the porch. Ridho and I said hello. She answered slowly, then looked at my face.

"So that was a part?"

"Yes, Mom."

I told Mom I was going to stop teaching at the bimbel last night. I agreed, so I could rest and get back to health. Ridho was even happy when I expressed my intention to stop teaching.

"Yes, you rest first when cape."

Ridho and I nodded, then went inside the house. When he was in the room, Ridho hugged me from behind. I who felt the smell of sweat tried to escape.

"I'll take a shower, Mom. Admonishment, here!"

"Papa NGO. I don't mind the smell of shaleha's wife's sweat" he said in a nosy tone.

"Dadid! What a noise to say!"

Ridho laughed at my answer. "Ga believes it, anyway?"

"Udah, ah .. I want to take a shower. Tar night just his arms."

"Well .. anybody wants a warm hug tonight, huh?"

I pinched his waist. "That's not what I mean!"

Ridho. "If it's also not papa, really."

My cheeks may have been flushed due to his teasing. After I had a miscarriage, we only had one husband and wife relationship. It was not as warm as before, I did it just to serve the obligation as a wife.

"It's like that, mah!"

Ridho kissed my crown, then released a hug. "Yes already. Shower, gih! Don't forget it's tonight!" he said while winking one eye.

I stick out my tongue, rush into the bathroom before Ridho returns idly. The coldness of the water made my body excited again. I don't know why, I imagined what we'd do tonight. I shook my head to expel the perverted shadow from the mind.

Ayah! Because of Ridho's temptation, this is. So where's my mind.

After taking a shower, I peeked out from the crack of the door I opened a little. As a result of Ridho's puffiness, I forgot to bring a towel. Fortunately he was not in the room, maybe taking a drink.

Hurry up and get some underwear and some sleeping pajamas. Just as he inserted the last button, Ridho entered the room. I exhaled a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, deh! If you see me changing clothes, I'm sure I'll crack the prank again.

"What a shower?" ask Ridho.

"Hurry up, you haven't prayed Ashar yet."

"Wait, Mom! I haven't had time to wudhu yet."

Ridho slightly frowned, but stopped his steps. "Tumbens?"

I just chuckle softly. Not intending to discuss the incident again. Rushed back into the bathroom to get the ablution.

After the Ashar prayer, I took the time to read the Quran. This week I started reading it again. Last month, I was still a little down with the circumstances that happened.

I finished my reading, when Ridho finished his bath. After she got dressed, we laid our bodies on the bed. Ridho hugged me tightly.

"You ain't no nyesel brenti working, are you?"

I shook my head slowly. "I thought I was mature, really. For children. For me too."

Ridho nodded in understanding. "Next week we're on vacation if, then?"

"Vacation?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes. We're out of town. Consider it a delayed honeymoon."

My cheeks might be a little bumpy hearing the word honeymoon. I once imagined we were walking together and staying in a romantic hotel, but I didn't say. Besides being pregnant, Ridho is getting busy with his business now.

"Next week, aren't schoolchildren testing?"

"Yes. I mean just the weekend. We're going to a tourist spot that is still in this province."

"Oohs. Yes, Mas."

"One day, God willing, I will take you for a walk out of the province."

The taste of haru filled my heart. I kissed her cheek at a glance. "Thank you, Mum."

"Eh .. just kiss. It will be fined!" abugn.

"Fines? Whafs!" I'm whining.

"Warm up the two-round bed!" he said while laughing.

"Ih ... basic!"

My chest slightly rippled to hear Ridho's words. During our marriage, we only did that once, two rounds a night. Since she was pregnant, Ridho was a little careful about wanting to get me in touch.

"Udah, ah, the vice! Come on, get ready for the mosque!" banish me smooth.

Magrib's time isn't half an hour away.

Long time talking about making love, I can-can I who can not resist passion. Right now, I'm not focused on finding any more chat material.

Ridho just laughed at my reaction. "Challenge the conversation, huh?" His hand moved to pinch my cheek in a fit of anxiety.

I grimaced while stroking Ridho's former pinch. Undeniably, I'm happy to see him excited again. Almost the same as me, Ridho has also been moody lately. Only, he never showed his sadness directly.

"It hurts, you know!" I pretended to sulk.

"Later made a good night!" he said getting excited.

"What, anyway!"

Ridho got up from the bed. Kiss my cheek before it comes down. "Two rounds!"

I covered my face with a pillow. He seemed to mean it the other time with his words. Maybe midnight will sleep well.

Ridho. "I'm ahead first, yeah. Nemenin the Father on the terrace before the mosque."

I peeked a little from behind the pillow. "Yes. Smack there!"

Ridho ruffled my hair in an anxious manner. The beloved man took the peci and the sarong, then came out of the room. I was able to breathe a sigh of relief when he closed the door.

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