Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

275. A Honeymoon That Always Fails.

I smiled at him who was always attentive. It feels good to be around him, it's nice to always be with him. May our togetherness be forever awake. Aamiins.

"Let's eat a lot, will you use rice?" askinya.

"Son, ah. I'm not in the mood to eat rice, amused to see it," I told him.

"Eh, amused what?"

I shook my head, not understanding it, it was like looking at a grain of tingly rice and imagining something else, as if on a plate it was twitching. Ah, surely the pregnant one also knows what I mean, white, move, it ....

Ah, already!

"Don't know, later you don't even need to eat," I told him. There are pieces of batagor that I eat deliciously, enough to fill my stomach until somewhat full. The portion is not too much, it seems to have been expected for my now sensitive hull.

"Nake?" tanyanya saw me eating slowly.

"Enak. Wanna?" ask me while lifting a spoon containing one piece for him. He approached and opened his mouth, receiving food with a delicious peanut sauce.

"Emh, delicious. Why did I not buy yes," he said while chewing the food. I laughed when I heard his regret, but he was also eating siomay, the roof was clearly the same as mine.

"It doesn't make any difference to what you eat, the season is the same" I said, trying to cheer him up.

"Something different, it's steamed more mushy, it's fried it's dry" he said, pointing to our food.

"Oh, yes. Want again? But the same tukeran that one," pointed it at his plate. He smiled and nodded, sliding his plate to the center. We ate in the same two plates. It felt better when we shared.

While waiting for the children to wake up I made up the bed. The box is now a little bigger than where it used to be, we keep it not far from the bed. I don't think he's four months old. It grew so fast, it didn't feel because I always thought I had just given birth to it yesterday. Baby clothes are no longer strong so that the buttons on the stomach are no longer fit.

"You want to save it?" asked when I separated Azka's clothes, which are still worth wearing and not.

"Yes, I want to keep it," I said, not stopping the pace of folding clothes. Arga sat beside me, helping to fold some clothes on the bed. "Honey if discarded, tomorrow year can still be used with his sister Azka," I said again.

Arga nodded his head. "Why not buy it, anyway? Want to wear her sister's clothes?" arga protests.

I glanced at him a little. He was still staring at the clothes in his hands. "Dear the same clothes. Just used a few months doang, anyways this is still very good condition, no one is hollow, just stretched a little doang," I said, seeing the clothes in hand.

"Part of it is also used not long, the age of three or four months is also not made anymore, right? Too bad the money if you buy again, rather than buy clothes that already exist mendingan bought another, Pa. Land for example," I said as I glanced at him a little.

Arga smiled as he scratched his head, not understanding why he scratched his head like that.

"If the land is calm. I have a land savings, anyways the house that papa occupies now also papa will give the same to me later, for the children. So I have a place in this house, a place in papa's house, and also outside the city" he said.

"Ma, we haven't been a honeymoon since then, go yuk next week," he asked. His face was staring at me.

"Where? Don't get on a plane, I'm afraid to get on a plane" I said. It was horrifying to imagine being on top of thousands of feet from the ground.

"No, a vacation to a cool place. Not far away very, really," he said again.

"Yes, I can. Just don't get on a plane and I'm not far away."

Arga got closer, he took my hand and rubbed it. He put his head on my lap.

"I've long wanted to invite you honeymoon, but yesterday you hunted pregnant Azka, I was also busy at the factory, next week I'm free, because also off school, so we can go," he said again, looking at me from down there. I couldn't move because of his behavior. Azka's clothes are still a lot that I haven't finished folding.

Arga took the nape of my neck, slightly pulling it so that I now lowered my head, a second later our lips met each other, sending out the strange ringing I felt in the flowing stream of blood.

The slower the kiss, the hotter I felt, we didn't budge to give each other a chance to catch a breath. Arga got up without taking his lips off me. He pushed me so slowly that I was under his power. The sound of mouth rang out very beautifully, pulling and feeling each other. His big hand had already entered my clothes, playing a chewy thing on the front.

Geck. Geck.

The knocking sound on the door sounded very loud. I and Arga realized, immediately distancing themselves from each other, Arga sat beside me while tidying up his shirt that was revealed because of my actions. We looked at each other.

The sound of that knocking got louder and louder. I immediately got up while tidying up the clothes that were tangled because of her actions.

Suddenly Arga held my hand, preventing me from opening the door.

"Eh, let it go. At best, because I just woke up. Let's go again, yuk." Invite him while pulling down his thick eyebrows. I was upset because of this.

"Huh, don't do it ah. The child wakes up well taken care of, the period is left the same assistant," I said annoyed. He just laughed a little, not taking his hand off me.

"It's okay, sometimes we enjoy time alone, Ma," he said, hugging me tightly. I clap his hands.

"So we've enjoyed some alone time. Already ah, I want to take care of the children, who knows they are hungry," I said then without hearing the call again out of the room.

Outside the room, I found Gara standing up and rubbing her eyes. Without speaking the boy went into the room and lay down on my bed. I looked at him in wonder from the doorway. I thought that Sister Sus who brought Azka was crying earlier.

Because he continued his sleep on my bed, now his father approached and hugged the child and then both fell asleep.

The blanket I put on both of them up to the chest. They are father and son who are very similar now. Yes, they are a reflection of each other.

I left them now walking out of the room to the playroom. Want to check if Azka is awake yet.