Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

243. The Man in Front of the Mall

The series of events was conducted solemnly and went smoothly. The prayers I get from the many people who are here make me feel overwhelmed. Thank God, thanks to the help and intentions of the mother, many pray for me and the baby to be healthy until the time of birth.

Several Arga families were also present at the event, especially Bibi and other female relatives. I admit that in the family Arga does not distinguish between me and the other family's daughter-in-law.

We're staying at home tonight, pity the mother who took care of all this and if I have to stay. At the very least, me and the others stayed here and could see his smile. Mother and Gara as usual slept together, while I with Arga slept in my old room.

"Alhamdulillah, it was a rame yes," said Arga. As usual I slept on his arm.

"Heem, thank God many pray. Let's hope everything is healthy until birth and until the big day."

"Ma," call him.

"Hem?"

"That's ... Papa can't see the grandpa?" tanyakanya. Arga is always annoying, why ask if he wants to? Why not just practice? Since she became pregnant, she always asked permission if she wanted to.

"Can" I replied. "What style do you want?" godaku.

Arga smiled and began to pierce me, but was still cautious of fear of piercing the stomach that had begun to pop.

"What style do you want" he whispered. He came up and kissed me with a lot of feeling. All areas of the face do not escape the reach of his lips. Lum*tan and h*strong suction on the tongue she did, passing everything in my mouth one by one. His big hands began to undress me and take them off. We started warming up. Mutual touch, seeking pleasure, heating each other cold air.

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By late afternoon we were home. Arga was driving, because yesterday after the event the driver returned home with Mbak Sus and Mbak Sari.

"What do we want to stop by to go home?" ask Arga to us.

"Where are you going?" ask me about Gara. I really want to go home, but who knows if Gara wants to stop by first.

"To the mall, Pa. Toys?" her door.

"Where, Ma? Can you?" ask Arga to me.

"Gaziness!" exclaiming Gara from behind.

Arga drove his vehicle to the nearest mall until shortly after we got there.

The car had been parked in the basement, using the elevator we went up to the top floor where the game was located. I let Gara and his father play with satisfaction, whereas I chose to sit on a long bench while watching those who ran to and fro.

"Wouldn't you like to play?" tanya Gara half yelled between the noise of the song from the game machine.

"No!" I shouted at him. We were there for almost an hour and Gara did not want to go home when Arga asked him.

"Abang, this is almost magrib loh. Mama wants a break too, honey. Home, yuk. Tomorrow you're in school, you haven't studied, have you?" I said to Gara. Puckered his lips he stopped the game and walked slowly towards me.

"Well, Ma. It's only been a minute, too" he said.

"See, what time is it? It's been an hour, almost magrib. Later again. If you're off school," I remember.

"Yes, yeah." For walking ahead of us out of this area of play.

"She's really kind of like you, but I'm not the same" Arga said in a lethargic tone. I just laughed a little at the look on his face like that.

"The child should not be hardened, nor should it be manjain, but parents should be firm. Yuk, uh."

We're going down the escalator now. Gara wanted to look around he said.

"I'll get the car first, you guys wait here, yeah." Arga left us in front of the mall.

At a glance from where I was standing, I saw a familiar figure to me in the orange uniform he was wearing. The whistle was in his mouth, occasionally he sounded while moving his hand and directing the motor out of the row that was there. The motor went after giving wages for his services. Although the sky was almost dark, but I clearly saw and knew who he was. Skinny than I last saw. The usual short hair is now a little long, as well as a moustache that is usually maintained, now grows dense there.

Unintentionally, our gazes passed, obviously I saw him speechlessly staring at me from his place. A few seconds, until finally the man's body was blocked by a car I knew.

Arga got out of the car and opened the door for me. "I'm sorry for the long wait" he said with a smile. I returned his smile too. Get in the car and install a seat belt while looking back at the men who were there. There's no more. That figure is now gone.