Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

Panicked

Because happiness will never be engraved by the presence of a tiny hand that grasps our fingers.

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" Loe, what's the matter here?" Kinan said, looking at Dhira who had just set foot to enter the house.

Yes, the new Dhira is welcomed by Kinan who will also be out of the house and it is likely that they will start arguing if no one wants to budge or hurt them.

" Want to meet nyokap, kangen. Cook to meet you. Oh wow!" Kinan exclaimed, making Kinan frown.

" Every day we meet say kangen!" kinan Gumam. " Say me if you want to eat." Said again.

" Yes!! You know it." Dhira replied with a smile. " Where's mama?" I asked, looking at the whole room.

" Mama doesn't exist!" Kinan said, making Dhira frown.

" Nothing! Go where mom is." Ask Dhira.

" Get out at the party!" Answer Kinan. " Loe's here by herself?" Kinan asked only realized that Dhira was standing alone before him.

" Same Brother Revan, but he's pushing Alex's brother into the mini market." Dhira answered walking towards the sofa, feeling tired standing still. Followed by Kinan who felt a little sorry to see Dhira's legs swollen like an elephant and her stomach growing squeaky.

" You shouldn't be going anywhere anymore.it's been nine months, if brojol's on what road!" Concerned Kinan, although they fought each other but Kinan also could not bear to see his exhausted half-brother.

Getting a little attention from her stepbrother made Dhira frown, until she involuntarily smiled even though Kinan's speech was a little inconsequential.

" What do you think I'm a cat? Can be born in any place." grumbled Dhira, shaking his head.

" Yes, maybe it can!" Kinan.

" I'm thirsty?" Dhira.

" Bi!"

" Don't call Bibik!" Prevent Dhira, make Kinan squint. " Please get me a drink .. This is what you asked for." Pinta Dhira, with a wide smile flickering eyes.

Kinan who heard it glared his eyes, hissing in disbelief at what he heard. Take a drink for his stepbrother, on the grounds of the pounding still in the womb who asked for it.

Indeed, if Dhira had been like this in front of him he was powerless to refuse, because every Dhira asked him for help in the name of his father he must be willing to do so. If not, Dhira can complain to his mother and will get a long lecture that is always repeated.

Exhaling heavily with slightly pursed lips, standing from his seat towards the kitchen lazily. Dhira who saw that, was happy and smiled and rubbed his stomach a little sore.

" When else can the deck get your nagging, spoiled aunt." He laughed softly, and grimaced in pain.

" Because of mama, that tomboy kid started to run.!" Kinan grouse, while taking drinking water from the refrigerator.

" If not for the sake of ponakan and grandchildren, ogah I was told gini.!" He said again, pouring drinking water in a glass glass and bringing it to the living room.

" it!" Said Kinan, holding out a glass before Dhira.

" Thank you?" Dhira said, smiling to endure the pain.

" Where are you going?" Tanya Dhira saw Kinan pick up the bag.

" There's an appointment with a friend, who's been waiting at the cafe."

" You can leave me alone!" Melas Dhira, made Kinan look at her and see Dhira's sweaty and slightly pale face.

" What are you doing?" Ask Kinan.

" My stomach is heartburn?" Dhira replied, grimacing in pain feeling her stomach getting sicker.

" Uh!" Pekik Kinan's. " You want to be born!!" He asked, starting to panic and approaching Dhira.

" the doctor said mid-month, but it's still early." Lirih Dhira, made Kinan even more surprised.

" Good Dhira!!" Kinan exclaimed "Have my mother said, you should not go anywhere if you want to be born. If you think this is how it is!" Panik Kinan, don't know what to do.

" Thira?" Revan's new voice heard Kinan's cry and saw his sweaty, pale wife.

" You're from anywhere!" Kinan.

" Dhira why!" Ask Revan.

" Take him to the hospital! Dhira wants to give birth!!" Kinan said, making Revan surprised.

" What!!"

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" Are you really hungry?" Rizal asked, sitting in front of Citra looking at him in disbelief at the two dishes of fried rice that were gone not a single grain.

" Not really." Answer Citra, drink water with a toilet. Feel full and smile.

" Not really, but two plates are out." Rizal muttered, until heard by Citra.

" Nich!" Exciting Image, pursing lips.

" Eh, iklhas yank." Rizal answered quickly and smiled widely, although he did not believe what he saw.

Two dishes of fried rice made by him ludes in eating his wife, like a person who has not eaten for several days or like his wife is possessed by a hungry creature. Think Rizal!

" Thank you baby, have you made fried rice? Delicious." Citra said, smiling widely made Rizal also smile.

" Yank!" Call Rizal while playing the eyebrows.

" Ihc ... Vacation first!" Reject Citra, know the code that Rizal conveyed to him. And left Rizal for the living room, turned on the tv and lay on the sofa.

Rizal who saw it, just hissed in disbelief at the rejection of the image. He didn't run out of sense to get his due tonight. He had cooked for his wife and she had to pay for it.

Walking towards the sofa bed Citra and lifting the body Citra with a moment to make the owner of the body surprised and draped his two hands on Rizal's neck.

" I don't want to be rejected." Rizal said, smiling back at his wife's round eyes.

" Sister!! ah." Citra cried, who held a smile when she did not manage to make her husband angry.

Yes, Citra just tried to reject the invitation Rizal wanted to see how her husband was angry or sulking to her. All this time he never knew how Rizal showed his anger with him or silenced him, he never did that to him

Rizal was so patient and so loving that he was so grateful.

Being in Rizal's arms she leaned her head on her husband's chest, very pleasant and very soothing so that she did not realize if she was in bed with Rizal.

Landing one kiss on Citra's forehead long enough, by closing each other's eyes and landing a kiss on his wife's lips briefly.

" I love you dear." Rizal Whisper.

" Love you too, brother." Citra replied, there is no boss to answer the love of her husband.

When they will put their lips together, that's where the ringing of two phones sounds together to make two cell phone owners look at the drawer, exhale heavily throw each other a glance before lifting it together.

" Things."

" Hurry to the hospital!! Dhira gives birth!!"

" What!!" Pekik Citra's.

" Birth!" rizal continued, sitting together and looking at each other when he heard the sound of a phone call.

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