Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

spoiled

Tell me, if it's real. And the grace we've been waiting for a long time.

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Nine months already Dhira contains, the stomach is already fully enlarged. It shows a blooming body, a round belly and swollen legs.

Sleep that has begun to be difficult, always sleep on its side, often to the bathroom and that often makes him tired. What else if the night he was very tormented, but also enjoyed it.

She began to know, how it feels now pregnant and will become a mother until she began to realize.in the past she hated and quarreled with her mother, she, now there is a sense of regret in him considering how he was so outrageous to his mother, Angry, hate and ever snapped at him.

Remembering that she began to cry and also how painful it would be to see her mother's sad face.

He wanted to say sorry to his mother, but his lips were difficult to say a simple thing and could make anyone would be tired of listening to him.

Just once, he said it surely his heart and mind will feel relieved and there is no burden in his life when giving birth later.

Wiping tears that somehow could fall down by themselves.

" What's up? Hmm?" Revan asked, being beside Dhira and looking at her who was suddenly crying.

" I miss my Mama!" Lirih Dhira, lowered her head back while rubbing her cheeks.

" Want to take you to your mom's house?" Take Revan, make Dhira frown. " Are you ready to meet your half-brother?" Godanya, make Dhira pursed her aunt.

" Later there like a cat with a mouse." He said again, holding a smile.

Because, Dhira never went to his mother's house, only his mother who often visited his house and usually took Kinan.

Either way, every time he met Kinan, he never got along. Always scolding and mocking each other like a child. And Kinan was no longer what he used to be, always insulting and always getting him into fights.

And he also realized Kinan was starting to change a little, although not completely. Still, being a chatty and tight girl, and she is no longer chasing Revan, either because she is bored or indeed she does not want to damage the household of people what are her stepsisters.

Maybe Kinan has started to open his heart and change the way he thought to be an adult. Not always his father lives alone, and not forever also he must be evil or spoiled.

Trying to understand keadan, if all is not possible for Kinan to master himself or hurt people again.

" Where? Want to, take you to Mama's house? Revan asked once again, exhaling a heavy breath staring fixedly at her husband that she could see if her husband was holding back a smile.

Longing is longing, and not always he has to pretend to be indifferent to his mother. " yeah?" Answer Dhira.

" What is Baby?" Ask Revan.

" Yes! I'm going to get anterin to Mama's house!" Dhira said, a little annoyed to repeat his words. Revan, who was so happy that he could no longer curl his lips upwards, rattled his wife's hair.

Revan knows what really happened between Dhira and his mother, only misunderstanding and miscommunication alone that makes Dhira hate his mother-in-law. Revan found out when his father-in-law told him about his mother-in-law when his father-in-law visited his office.

Telling the past of Dhira's mother who was raped by Dhira's father, in the duakan while married to Dhira's father and how she abandoned her child first, recounts how sad she was when Dhira hated her, just because of a misunderstanding about his mother brought a man, his stepfather who was still his boss.

And that can be described, if not entirely the wrong mother-in-law. Just depressed, resentful and angry at her husband and affected by his children, which is why Madam Devi has never been close to Dhira and Alex.

" Come, I'm anterin now." Revan said, making Dhira smile and nod.

" Sister Alex, Dhira's going to my mom's house. Alex's brother wants to come?" Ask Dhira, see Alex who is too hobby with cartoons.

Staring at Dhira and nodding his head to come along. Maybe Alex is also bored if at home alone and he is so happy if taken for a walk, even if only to his mother's house.

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" What do you want to eat?" Tanya Rizal, who had earlier offered Citra a meal.

" I'm lazy to eat!" Citra answered, sleeping on the sofa with her husband's thighs that became a pillow.

" From this morning do not want to eat, will it hurt you?" Worry Rizal, all day with Citra at home.

" I want to eat." Citra said, making Rizal smile.

" Would you like to eat?" Rizal's birthday, only dehemam he heard while looking at his wife who was thinking.

" I want some fried rice."

" I ordered on-."

" Don't order online, I want you to?" Fast-forward to Citra, making Rizal frown.

" Want ya baby!" He said again, spoiled and parched making Rizal smile.

Closing his face to Citra, kissing her lips curtly make the owner of the lips grumble.

" Sister, uh!" hit Rizal's arm while pursing his lips. " habit." Said again.

" My wife today why so spoiled! Hm. " Said Rizal, rubbing Citra's reddened cheeks get the temptation from her husband.

Citra also felt confused, somehow she wanted to be spoiled Rizal. Like wanting to always be near her husband and not wanting to be away from him.

Usually he was never like this, Rizal was the one who was always spoiled, liked to tease him and loved to jail him.

" Want to go in the fried rice masakin?" Tawar Rizal, made Citra aware and nodded and smiled for her husband's offer.

" I'm coming, right?"

" Betting cooking?"

" No." Head gel. " Just look at it." He said again while grinning the horse, until Rizal even laughed a little.

Just heading to the kitchen, but Citra was so spoiled once, writhing spoiled in Rizal's arms while leaning her head on his shoulder. This is not the nature of his wife!

Sitting at the dining table while continuing to see Rizal who looks very handsome wearing aproun and seriously peeling herbs and concocting them.

" Why keep looking!" Tegur Rizal's.

" My husband is handsome." Citra Say.

" It was always pretty." Rizal replied, making Citra sigh in disbelief of Rizal's breadth. Hearing Citra's scream, Rizal laughed and continued cooking.

" Hm ... Smell brother! It's ripe brother!" Citra asked, feeling impatient about eating Rizal's cooking.

" Patience, dear?" Rizal said, making Citra smile.

Two dishes of fried rice neatly arranged and very tempting tongue and stomach worms thrashing want to be fed.

" Didn't you eat?" Citra asked to see Rizal going back to the pantry.

" You eat first, I'm gonna clean the kitchen for a second."

" I'll wait for you, brother." Citra said, with eyes fixed on the fried rice in front of her and not looking at the person who was staring at her.

The tongue that had not been able to taste and the throat that had just swallowed saliva, now could not hold it.

she also ate fried rice made by her husband and felt sparkling when the first food entered her mouth.

It was delicious, so good that he started eating it voraciously without waiting for Rizal, and when Rizal had finished washing his hands, he was shocked and gawked at his wife who was finishing two dishes of fried rice at once.

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