So the Second

Extract Fourth Part

Do you remember the dance? Laras's best friend?

Three months already, the age of marriage Laras and Wira. The closeness of the two is so beautiful, thanks to the little Belva who unites the love of the two.

Already began to grow the seeds of romance in the hearts of both, Wira is no longer awkward to hug his wife, if both are bobbed in the same bed.

The two of them joked, throwing smiles at each other, pouring out their hearts. It turns out that his love Laras, not clapping one hand, was avenged with the Qabul ijab.

Belva is the unifier of both, day to day love both more blooming, more flourishing, like flowers in a garden that blooms very beautifully in the eyes of both eyes.

Since Papa and Mama got married, Belva was very spoiled, nothing should Mama and Mama, now her Papa became number two.

Days change, Sundays change, even months change. The intimacy of the two is increasingly visible, no doubt they show harmony in front of the public.

Laras is increasingly in love with her husband, a man who is willing to accept his shortcomings and advantages.The man who never sues her, the man who shifts the responsibility from both of her parents Laras, the, now it is the responsibility of her husband.

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This week, Laras plans to stay at his parents' house. It's been a week, too, that Laras hasn't seen his family. Longing in his heart, especially for his mother's cuisine that is second to none, famous restaurants in Jakarta passed by.

"Don't you Belva tonight at Grandpa's, Grandma's?"

"That's so bad, Ma! but Papa's coming, Ma?"

"Follow dong dear."

"Ahsyiiikkk nginep lumah grandpa, Grandma."

Both of them were busy watching Belva's favorite television screen, several times Belva had yawned, but did not want to bobok, still his head nodded, and his eyes began to shut.

"Consider in the room! Mama temenin."

"Belva's sister from earlier yawned continuously, it's a sign that you should bobok noon."

Not yet answered his mother's question, Belva has been bobbed next to Mama, Belva's head has been placed on top of Mama's thigh.

"That's a booby." muttered Laras.

"Guard..." My mom's daughter is big.

Laras lifted Belva's body, to be put in his room. While Laras prepared to cook the lunch menu, usually Wira will go home and lunch at home with his wife's cooking.

Since marrying Wira, Laras felt like she was cherished as a wife, who cooked for her husband and child. Preparing for her husband's daily needs.

After cooking, Laras went into his room to cleanse his body of the smell of onions. Laras wanted to welcome her husband home in neat, fragrant clothes, and not the smell of onions.

Baras just opened the bathroom door, Laras pecked at the spot seeing her husband not blinking looking at her, with just a towel wrapped around her body.

The hero walked towards his wife, hugged her tightly from behind and sniffed her neck, while a small bite caused a purplish mark on Laras' neck.

"You're getting pretty, sexy, I love it, baby." Wira's whisper.

Laras did not budge at all to get her husband's treatment suddenly. The feathers Laras already bristled, his entire body carried by a pleasant atmosphere.

"Mas, Belva woke up." Baras tried to distract him.

"No, baby!"

The hero turned his wife's body, the eyes of the two met each other, full of desire, a tempestuous feeling in the hearts of both.