The Cost of Trust

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Ehemm....

Aziz cleared his throat as he entered the dining room as my mom and I hugged.

"In what order are these hugs?", Aziz dropped his body weight on the dining chair.

"You know what you want to know?", I asked.

"Au ah lap!", Aziz again stood towards our room.

"Where are you going, ma'am?"

"Lah mandi. Than here, it's a piggyback!"

"Ciye..ngambek...hunter nih want to hug mama?"

"No. Even more jealous of the wife who's brother met the ex!"

Brakkk....

Aziz suddenly closed the door of our room. Fortunately, Diaz was breastfeeding. So, diaz should not be surprised to hear his father's door slam.

"Hemm... take him more than a boy!", mama muttered.

"Why is he angry, ma?"

"Yes, talk to that spoiled boy. Let Diaz be with mom. It's okay mama's coming home too."

"But ma...."

"Udah there. Diaz is also a henchman in her oat-sling."

Finally I approached Mas Aziz who was sulking. I feel like I have two babies. Everywhere that babyblouse syndrome is a mother-female, lha this is even her father.

"Mas...!", call me slowly while locking my room door. Mas Aziz was sitting behind his desk first.

Aziz's hand was busy pressing the calculator in front of him.

"Why are you?", I asked slowly, then sat next to him.

"No why!"

"Kok rich people get angry anyway?"

"It seems?", Aziz raised his eyebrows.

"Hem...masa because of the hug with mama, are you angry?"

"Huh? Not really!"

"Keep why? Don't you ask why? I feel like I have two babies, don't I?"

"Whom I ask to be given a bath with you? Beg befoiled?"

"Kok connect her here and there anyway mas?"

"You ah...."

Aziz was not angry at all. But he just wants to prank Diandra.

"Mas...? Are you jealous of Mas Fa'i?"

"Still you ask?", Aziz turned his body towards me.

"Mas, you know. I've forgotten him. It's not my fault that we suddenly meet again with him?"

"really? Kirain, you've met him again. Now he is an ustadz. More shaleh..more pinter his religious knowledge.le..."

"Enough mas! Don't like to make things worse why? Didn't we have a problem before we met him?"

"Yes you are mas. Don't be rich kid!"

"Who's a rich kid?"

"Who are you, who else!", I began to get emotional.

"Oh..there's no matter what deck you are!", aziz is again busy with his calculator.

She's why the hell? Are you still jealous of Fai? I who had clearly seen her disgusting scene with Lili alone had already gradually forgiven her, even though at any moment it would be impossible for me to forget my entire life.

"You're jealous blind mas? You know, you know, if we just meet Fai again after all these years we've been married. Why are you having trouble now? I'm the only one who already knows what between you and Lili, can forgive you?!"

Aziz now turned his body to look at Dian.

Well, why is Dian talking about Lili again anyway? At the end of the day I was the one who hit me, the inner Aziz. What should I do? Forward my cipher or cool-ass? Perhaps it is better to stay still. Let's count together, Dian will definitely persuade me. One..two...

"Mas.already dong, my love is completely just for you mas. You still doubt me? That's right.....!"

"You love me, but why do you always bring up my mistakes?"

"Yes.yes.if you don't make mah sesel, I won't discuss either. You love to catch my emotions!"

"Here you go, you go out. Stay with Diaz!"

"Mas..kamu it's rich jealousy ABG child anyway?", I approached him while I put both my hands on his shoulder. Aziz is still focusing on his calculator.

"Mas, you are mah.!!", I left him. But just a step behind his chair, Aziz pulled my hand. Now I'm sitting on his lap.

"Aw..!", I cried.

"Don't go baby, let's talk again.!", Aziz sulked like a child.

"It hurts, the stitches still hurt!", I complained as I sat on his lap.

"Yes sorry...''

"So, what exactly are you? Getting angry? Jealousy?"

"No, it's ordinary. You just want to suck!"

"No, it's funny to know!". I tried to get up from Aziz's lap.

"Udah ah, I'm going out. Kasian mama keep Diaz from earlier."

"Hey... wait, baby! Just a moment..aja!"

"What the hell is mas?"

"If the onoh is still fasting, this one can dong?", Aziz covered my lips.

"Yes.but don't be long. It's just!"

"Hey...!"

Now we both have a good relationship. No more than that, because my puerperium is not over for the next few days.

I pushed Aziz's body slowly.

"Still want another deck!"

"Udah ah."

I also got up from his lap. Leaving behind Mas Aziz who had been pretending to be angry with me.

Want to ask for allotment c*um aja use drama jealousy all. Basic mode!