Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

192. Punishment or Call Dear?

Gara opened her eyes, tilted her head, like thinking, but one second later she smiled and nodded her head.

"Nm ... Hopefully, in here there will be baby grandpa," said the boy approached and gently stroked my stomach. It felt so happy to hear his prayer like that, but at the same time also sad, whether or not it would be afflicted, but I could only pray the child's prayer.

I smiled, approached and put a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Aamiinu. Hopefully, yes," I said. For some reason, it felt in this heart full of hope as well. Yeah, I can't give up, isn't this not clear? During this time Mas Hil .. um, my ex-husband never took part in my efforts. Can I consider myself healthy?

I realized when Gara proposed to me another storybook. "Read one more, please," said the boy with a grimacing smile on his lips.

I glanced at the clock on the wall of the room. The number is approaching nine nights.

"No! It's already night. It's time for the good boy to go to sleep" I said, moving my index finger in front of his face. Because he was singing his lips. It was obvious that he wanted to protest, but did not open his mouth to speak.

"Tomorrow from school, right? Now sleep fast, let tomorrow not bad luck," I told him.

I pulled the blanket to cover up to his chest. Seen with a face forced to follow my words.

"Smart boy," I told him. Once again kissed her forehead gently. Sleeping facing towards me. She hugged me tightly, as if afraid that I would leave her again like I did this afternoon.

"Pray before going to bed" I said.

Because he put his hands together, raised his hands, prayer to sleep he chanted very smoothly.

"Smart, Mama's lovely son!" I endlessly admire this child, besides being handsome, Gara is also very smart.

"Thank you, Mama wants to be Mama Garrlla" said the boy. Honestly, I am so excited to hear it. Although Gara was not born from my womb, is this not also a gift to be considered a mother by a child?

Because she closed her eyes. His breathing sounded very smooth, blowing very regularly. I kissed her cheeks several times, besides being anxious, this is also a tribute because she has sincerely considered me as her mother.

Without feeling it, a circle of tears fell on my cheek. So happy I am today. Thank you for thinking I'm your mother" I said in my heart.

The door to Gara's room opened, Arga entered the room and walked in very slow steps.

I lifted the blanket up to his neck.

"Eh, I thought you were going to sleep, too" he said.

"Why? What's up?" I half whispered.

Arga looks misbehaved, smiling while scratching behind his ears.

"Yes .. em .. it's okay, I just want to suck you up" he said with a cry.

"What is nyusulin? You hungry?" I got up slowly. Arga shook his head.

"Do I want to make you some coffee?" many confused. Maybe Gara will work, because tomorrow he said he will go to the office before we go to the doctor.

"No. I want your nyusulin. I'm sleepy" he said again. He laughed with shame.

Geez, just going to bed should follow me here.

"Yuk sleep," I said. I gave her my hand for her to hold. Arga smiled happily, she welcomed my hand and took me walking both out of this room.

"Eh, one minute!" he shouted to stop the step, I also stopped because of it.

"Some one forgot," he said, he let go of my hand and went near Gara, kissing the boy's forehead with a happy smile.

Arga came back near me.

"Almost forgot, hehe. Now there's you so I remember it's you" he said embarrassedly. Just like an ABG kid who just fell in love.

I shook my head. "His own son is forgotten. Ckck."

Arga laughed embarrassedly. "Look, I'm a lonely man who now has a wife, so it's natural that now all I remember is you, dear" he said, looking into my chin.

Ah, this one. Exorbitant waves!

Arga closed the door of Gara's room very slowly, afraid that the child would wake up.

"Now ... let's go we're resting!" he exclaimed, I did not expect that he would duck and carry me bridal style. I was surprised and screamed a little because of it, immediately shut my mouth with one hand. Realize if you scream it could be waking up a lot of people.

"Hey put me down. I'm heavy," I asked, a little embarrassed actually with him even though in this heart it feels very happy to be treated like this by him.

"That's it, shut up. We're newlyweds, so we have to be romantic, dong." His brows he moved up and down with a mischievous smile on his face.

I put both my hands together. Very carefully, Arga went down the steps one by one.

"So, if we're not newlyweds you won't be romantic?" my many. I asked like that.

"Yes, it's not. Whether new, or old, I will always be romantic with you. Tell me, what do you want me to provide? Flowers every morning? Chocolate boy? Or what?" tanyakanya.

"You want to make me fat?" I'm pouting. That's not what I want.

"I don't want flowers, I don't want chocolates, I don't want anything. I want my husband to say the word love every morning, every afternoon, evening, and night" I whispered by his ear. Arga looked at me, silent, then he smiled with a look of a very happy face.

"Rarely that?" ask Arga. I'm nodding. "Wouldn't want a diamond? A deposit?" ask again.

"I'm a woman, realistic, but more than that, I want you to accept me for who I am" I replied. Arga smiled broadly, he brought his face closer and kissed the tip of my nose quickly.

"You are different. And I'm very happy," he said. I was happy too, so I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Oh, yeah. Tomorrow I'm going to the office first morning before we go to the hospital."

"Yes, you said that."

"Yes, you guys check your heads, right?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, Honey. The doctor said he'd like to see you again tomorrow, at least see if it's getting better or not."

Arga climbed onto the bed, enveloping both of us.

"Try to repeat what?"

"The doctor says check tomorrow, see what the wound looks like."

"Not that one. Repeat what you said!"

Eh?

"What's? Which one?" many confused.

"What did you say?" asked Arga once more, she propped her head up with her palm so I looked up a little.

"That was."

"What the hell?" I was still confused, asking, but he did not answer, only the mesam mesem was unclear.

"You call me baby. And I'm very happy," he said.

Eh? Yes kah.

Did I call him baby? How I forgot.

Arga laughed a little, making me turn my head to him.

"You forgot, hem?" his laughter still sounded crisp.

"Good, from now on don't just call me names. Call me Papa in front of Gara and call me 'honey' if we're both, '" he said.

"I did that in front of Gara?" I asked, as I recall I always called him 'papa' in front of the boy.

"Yup! But when you're with me, you still call me names. Not very romantic, anyway!" skink.

This time I smiled. "Hehe, it's habit."

Arga pinched my nose gently. "Don't get used to. If you forget and call me a name, I will punish you until you are deterred" he said.

"What law? Why so bad to get to the law?" I asked with a slumber.

"One time I heard you call me a name, I'd kiss you right then and there" he said. "Even in public. I don't care about it" he whispered at the end of the sentence. I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty.

Cruel. Fuck up! Isn't that mode?

"Do you want to? I don't care if there's Mom, there's Papa, there's Mama, or Gara. I'll be tough on you" he said.

I'm a little bit away from him. Afraid of such a horrible smile.

"Don't go too far! Just be careful if you do something like that!" point me in front of his nose. Arga held my index finger and kissed the tip.

"Its too much. It's just so you remember and always be careful and don't make mistakes" he said.

Imaged by me, I who was used to calling his name this time had to be careful. Eh, but would he dare to do that in front of others?

"Have slept. Don't daydream. It's late" he said, pulling me back into the real world.

Arga patted his arm. I know what that means, he wants me to sleep on his arm.

I approached and hugged her, we were no longer awkward with this closeness. It's just that yes to doing that .. it still feels a bit embarrassed too. Hehe.

"Darling," he called when I just closed my eyes.

"Hem, what?" my many.

"I have one plan. What do you want?" tanyakanya.

I looked at his face, he didn't look at me, but looked the other way.

"What plan? Why do you have to ask my opinion?" many confused.

Arga smiled, this time he smiled.

"Our honeymoon. Where are you going?"

Uh, I guess he'd ask me what.

"It's up to you, but I don't want to go too far. Pity for traveling far."

Arga frowned. Her lips she gave a little. "That's exactly what I want to ask for your consent."

I shook my head. "I don't agree. Even though we're on a honeymoon, but leaving Gara at home, I must have thought of it too."