She's Maduku

The extra part 11

Inevitably, an Abiyu Malik who is notoriously quiet and cold, has sex with the girl he has always hated.

Kisya girl in the past is present again in her life, having separated for 8 years during her stay in Sidney. He did not expect, at his new school he had to meet again with the girl, even on the first day he entered school, he was very brave to kiss Abiyu cheek in front of a lot of people. "Sucks."His word.

Yes, Kisya loved Abiyu very much, but to have intercourse, was very far from his mind.

If not for being trapped, that disgusting thing would never have happened. "I love you Abi... But it wasn't me who wanted it." hikss. He cursed himself for his negligence.

When he said that he didn't love her, it was a lie, the truth is that he still loves the man..But. he also did not want his pride to be inferior as before, Abiyu's refusal to marry him greatly hurt his feelings.

Zahfran Residence.

Because they did not want to arouse suspicion, they both behaved normally, although at this time Zahfran was still very angry at his son.

Taking a deep breath before entering, opening the door slowly, he did not see the Shafiah in the living room. "Your mother is still in the room, meet her, but remember.. Just attitude, don't until your mother suspects." Warns.

"Yes dad."

They took off their shoes, and put them on the shelves. "Dad get a drink first, you go up first." walked to the refrigerator to get a drink, and Abiyu climbed the stairs to the mother in her room.

"Tock.tock.. "Yes."

Shafiah was delighted to hear her son's voice. "Abiu.. Come in, son." He put the magazine he was reading into a drawer.

A knotty smile appeared as Abiyu went inside. "It's so good to leave you at home."

Abiyu walked over to the mother by faking her smile. "Sorry, bun." Abiyu said after sitting on the edge of the bed beside her mother.

"It's okay, your sisters aren't angry if you go home?"

"Mmm. I don't know, the reason is when I go home, they play in the park with the mbo."

"Loh..You're not saying goodbye?"

"No, I think they're fighting again."

"Yes already." Shafiah rubbed Abiyu's shoulder affectionately.

"Son.."

"Yes bun?"

"Hmmm... Mother has been watching lately you are much diem, why? any problems?"

"***There is a very big problem, an issue that cannot be forgiven, I have hurt you, I'm afraid*****bunda*** ***kicked me out if I knew I had desecrated a girl's chastity***." He muttered by staring at the location of the face of the mother who so dear to him.

"Son.." Call again.

"Oh..iya, why bun?"

"Loh..malah dumbly? You have a problem at school?" He repeated the question.

"No one, just calm down." Abiyu said with a reassuring smile.

"Yes already." The answer from her son did not also make the mother's heart calm, as there was still something stuck, but what? he was still confused thinking about it.

The day before night, Shafiah was tired of being in the room, she got out of her bed, and walked to the kitchen to make something for dinner.

The weak content, he feels physically strong to do any activity, do not cook, he is still able to work in a boutique

He took out some vegetables and fish from the refrigerator to process, he began his activities by slicing chili, butcher, tomatoes and his friends, or what spices are sliced for stir frying he..he's..

Activity in the kitchen until heard in the ears of the husband who is currently in the workspace.Color curious, he also stopped his activities for a moment, he closed the laptop and put his glasses next to the family photo.

Slowly he stepped into the kitchen, he saw his wife was going up on the chair to pick something up in the closet, he was surprised by the scene in front of him "Honey?"

"Mas Zahfran? I'm gonna go get the bowl upstairs."

"I told you, you need to rest." Zahfran carried his wife, and sat her on the dining table.

"I want to cook for you ko, what would you eat if I didn't cook."

"We can order ready-to-eat food." Zahfran spoke while crouching in front of his wife.

"Fast food is not healthy for consumption every day."

"And a lot of healthy menu, I'll find ya. We order online."

"Hmmm..." Severe. "As much as you."

"Don't pout that dong, ugly tau." Zahfran rubbed his nose on his wife's nose, then kissed her lips briefly.

"You've got a lot of work to do?" Change topic.

"Hmmm... Not bad, lately I've been going home a lot during the day, so a lot of PR."

"I'm bored, I'm bored in my room."

"Don't you take a break in your room."

"No ah, I want you in the study."

"Darling.."

"Well, if I cook again." He tried to get up, and Zahfran quickly held him back.

"Well, that's dong." Say Shafiah with a smile.

Zahfran also stood up, and took his wife to accompany him to complete his unfinished task.

Once inside, Zahfran asked his wife to lie on the sofa, but she refused. "Where do you want to sit?" Zahfran asked without letting go of his wife's hand.

"I want to sit on your lap." His love with a seductive smile.

"If you sit on my lap, I don't do my job, but you do."

They also laughed together. "Udah ah, here you can sit on my lap. But promise don't move much, then my sister can wake up."

"I promise."

After they sat down, Zahfran again put on his glasses, then opened the laptop and returned to work.

They were silent for a while, until finally Shafiah opened her voice. "Bag.."

"Hmmm.." Answer without saying.

"What did you get at Azky's house?" Shafiah asked while praying on her husband's lap.

"There's nothing, baby."

"You sure?"

"Mmmm..." Back nod.

He was silent again before asking. "My husband.."

"Why?" His face was ordinary, flat, without expression.

"You haven't seen our son for a long time" he tied his hands to Zahfran's shoulders.

He chuckles. "Can you?"

Shafiah nodded without hesitation.

"But.doctor said.."

"What did the doctor say?" He said, "this is our baby, why shouldn't it."

"I'm afraid your gibberish is all right, baby."

"Will not, precisely our baby candidate will be seneng in his father's Tengokin."

"It can be you." Zahfran pinched the nose of the angry wife.

"If so.. I'm gonna let you go with our baby candidate."

Shafiah nodded too.

Zahfran bowed his face to talk to the baby who was still in his wife's stomach. "Babies.."

"Yes.." Shafiah replied imitating the voice of the baby.

"May I see you?"

"May father, but on condition."

"What's that?"

"Knock the door before you enter."

"Knock door? what'sthat?" This time he really didn't know.

Back Shafiah talking baby style. "If you enter without knocking on the door, you will be in pain"

"You're flirty too.." Zahfran just realized the meaning of knocking on the door. "that's the part you like right, baby?" Zahfran said it in a whisper, until the owner blushed embarrassed to admit it.

"Well overtime, dear?"

She was too embarrassed to answer, so she hid her face behind her husband's back.

The burly hands began to slip into the clothes, he released one by one what was attached to the body of the wife, until finally all was released. "I want you to lead it, baby."

"Who is afraid, I'll tie my hair."

"Janga, let it unravel, I like it better."

Then what should have happened.

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