Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

mutually reinforce

It is not our will to be imperfect women, if it is time God will give it.

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As time went on, one by one the three of them began to tell the truth and reveal each other's hearts and desires.

support and protect each other in friendship. Especially in pregnant women who have begun to step on the womb seven months. Her two best friends are so possessive, always obeying her will and always protecting her as long as she is pregnant.

But the more possessive is Citra, every day she is always noticed by him. Always come to the house and always invite him to chat so as not to be lonely at home even though at home there is Alex and make you interested. But he really likes, yes, although sometimes very annoying because Citra always forces him to drink pregnant milk, because he really does not like it.

during her pregnancy, she rarely went to the cafe because during her pregnancy she was always lazy to move.

He prefers to stay at home, spending his time just sleeping and eating until the body begins to expand, like a donut when the womb is four months and no longer nausea or vomiting.

" It's only been seven months, and my body's been this big!" Mumbled Dhira, watching television at night accompanied by Revan and Alex who sat in front of the tv and focused more on watching the thin screen than his sister muttered.

" No big body papa is important healthy!" Revan answered, gently rubbing Dhira's stomach and getting a great kick from inside.

" He kicked!" Revan exclaimed, chuckling to get a kick from his son who has not come out. " Hey, dear miss papa huh?" He said, sticking his ear in Dhira's stomach to try to hear his son's heartbeat. Very rhythmic and amazing little angel who is still in the belly of his wife.

Such a powerful second kick made Dhira grimace in pain. " He always kicked if you rub it so hard! if you don't, you rarely kick and not how hard this is." Dhira said, rubbing his stomach and protesting with his son's kick that is always active if Revan is on his side.

" that means papa's son, dear papa huh?" Temptation Revan.

" May love her mother, I'm pregnant." Ketus Dhira, little does not accept if his son loves his father more.

Revan, who heard his wife's prostration, laughed, ruffled his hair and kissed her forehead.

" He will love you, just like his father who loves his mother." Revan said, making Dhira smile. Leaning his head on Revan's shoulder and hugging him for gratitude as he had always loved her.

" So Mama Vani called?"

" Does your mom call you every day?" Answer Revan.

" I know. I know!" Thira exclaimed, making Revan laugh. " Mama called earlier this week she said next week seven months me and mama will give thanks." He said again, looking at Revan.

" Where is it?" Ask Revan.

" Mama said in her house, all relatives." Answer Dhira.

" Mama Devi knows!"

" I called him, before." Dhira said, making Revan smile.

During Dhira's pregnancy, the relationship between the child and the mother begins to change slightly. They used to be far apart and never told. Slowly Mrs Devi land, giving attention and affection to her daughter and also to her son Alex through telephone calls and frequent visits to her home. With an airy heart and trying to open her heart, little Dhira begins to accept her mother back and feels happy she is a little bit starting to get along with her mother.

" It's night let's go to bed?" bring Revan. Look at the clock that already shows the number nine.

" Sister Alex? it's night come to bed, brother." Dhira said, making Alex look at him and nod his head.

" Good night?" Alex stood up from his seat, walking first leaving Dhira and Revan.

" Want to be carried?" Tawar Revan's.

" Hhh, ah ah! Shame later if I'm interested to see. " Dhira answered, standing up from her seat was a little distress because of the weight that became a donut.

Helping his wife stand up and quickly carrying her left Dhira a little surprised.

" No one is sleeping." Answer Revan. " His father wants to look at the little guy again." Whisper Revan, until Dhira rounded his eyes.

" There's a want!!" Thira exclaimed, making Revan laugh and walk into Dhira's room.

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Citra is enjoying the beautiful scenery in the park, with various small children who are so happy to play with friends or even together with their two parents.

A very happy sight more than anything. Staring at his slender stomach, rubbing his stomach with a sad smile.

" It's not time for God to leave the little guy." Said a man from the front, making Citra look up her head looking at the beautiful and patient creation of God that he gave for her. Who else if I open her husband, Rizal.

Sitting next to Citra, giving a plastic glass containing bubble drinks for her, when the wife asked to be bought.

Sipping his ear while staring at the little ones.

" I'm sorry, I can't make you and your family happy yet." Lirih Citra, feeling guilty when she was not yet pregnant.

Grasping his wife's hand, looking at her deeply with a smile. " Don't apologize, it's not your fault." Rizal.

" I'm not pregnant yet."

" Did my family and I demand you get pregnant?" Rizal asked, and shook his head by Citra.

Yes, almost seven months Citra has not got a happy result for herself and her husband. Almost every month he always expects a miracle, expecting the care of God he wants, like his best friend. The newly married one month and has received the little angel's care in her womb from God, and her pregnancy has also stepped on seven months.

" Never blame yourself, never give up, we can get through it together. Whatever the circumstances, we'll always be together." Said her husband, making the heart of Citra filled with patience and maturity when she was in need of a backrest.

" We enjoy being alone first, I want to be spoiled by my wife." He said again, with a jaily smile and a blink of an eye, Citra smiled and hit her husband's arm.

" Bad!" Citra Seru.

" Nice as the wife of Takpapa!" Replied Rizal, who also had a small laugh seeing his wife meet red on her cheek.

" Would be naughty with someone else!" Sumpul Citra's. " Let me cut it off so I can't stand up!"

" Sadisses!!" Rizal was horrified, and shook his head looking at his wife who was starting to turn ketus.

" Not yank! Still want to see this!" Melas Rizal's.

" Look out, if I see and find you as a girl." Threat Image.

" One doesn't say what else two." Rizal murmured, still heard with Citra.

" What!"

" No yank." Quickly reply and shake his head, afraid of the eyes of his wife.

" We go home yuk yank!" Take Rizal.

" Yes." Yeah." Answer Imagery.

Walk together, hold hands. Surround the park, enjoy a beautiful night together and strengthen each other.

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