The Hidden Love

Nothing Can Match

"Jr ... Hoek."

William blinked his eyes as soon as his senses caught the noise coming from the bathroom.

"Jr ... Hook ... Hoek."

The remnants of drowsiness suddenly disappeared when William again heard the typical voice of the woman.

"Still like nausea?" William collected the strung hair of Love and tied it high.

"Normally also not nauseous," said Love, almost inaudible.

"Yes, you take a break, let me make some tea. Or do you want me to make you pregnant milk?" Hold the girl up and lay her down quietly on the bed.

Love shakes. "Take ginger tea."

"All the breakfast? What do I want to make?"

"I want chicken porridge."

"OK, but I'll make you tea later, keep taking a shower. It's okay, right?"

"Because. I'm not sure if long," ketus Love.

"How do you want it?"

"Please Mbok Darmi just make the tea, you hunt the bath!"

"Yes already."

William grabbed the phone, to shorten the time he would call through the connection alone rather than down.

"I asked Mbok Darmi to send his tea to the room. I took a shower, yeah" said William.

Love nodded.

Just as William's hand reached the bathroom doorknob, the man was startled when Love passed him just like that.

"Love," she called.

"Why?"

"What do you want?"

"Mandi," replied Love.

"Lha, said I used to take a shower."

"Bring together, save time."

William glared at hearing it. Not enough to get there, the man was almost made to dislodge his heart when he saw Love began to strip the sheets of cloth attached to his body.

"Mas, why dumbass? He said he'd take a shower."

"Bec ... Yes, you'll be finished."

"Bantuu."

Just as William turned his body, Love whined again. His voice sounded melodious, causing a strange noise in William.

"Mas!"

William's body was shocked. Love raised the volume of her voice in impatience, her husband still standing in the bathroom doorway.

"Help what?"

"Please rub my back Mas!"

William's heart was about to break out of place. She could clearly see that innocent body when Love thrust soap at her.

It's not good for my heart health. Bad address, inner William.

Love turned her body, letting her husband's hands begin to move soaring her back. William's hand trembled like this was the first time he touched Love. There was even a fruit of love that was now growing and developing in his wife's womb, but really, William felt a tremendous vibration.

Is this what happens when someone falls in love?

Part of Mas's strategy, Oma said you should be tortured often.

Love smiles on its side. Found her husband tormented withholding something that had been struggling from earlier, making her cheer with excitement. Love intentionally ignites the passion of the man. The real show has just begun.

"Mas!" Shouts of Love again.

"A moment" said William from the bathroom.

Once she finished bathing Love, William again locked himself in the bathroom. The love that knew what her husband was doing there was unceasingly laughing.

"If in time I don't become a chicken porridge."

"Yes, yes ... It's a spit."

Shortly after, William came out with a frustrated face. Love almost laughed, but tried to hold it.

"I'm leaving now" said William, grabbing the keys and wallet on the nightstand.

"Wait!"

"Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Follow," whined Love while shaking

I swear to what, William was so anxious to see his wife. If only his condition was not complicated as it is now, it would be like the man lifted his wife's body and did not let Love out of the room.

"Yes, come on."

Both go down the stairs.

"Mbok," call William spoiled to the old woman who passed him by.

"What's so good?" The woman had a little trouble holding the laundry basket she was holding because William was spoiled for her. The boy was exactly like the Sultan when he was young, spoiled and dependent on him.

"Please tell Mba Marni yes, make sure the guest room at the end of it yes, my wife will be pregnant again, pity if you have to go up and down the stairs."

"On that anyway, Den's fine. Yesterday the Mbok same Marni has finished the room, just occupied it," explained Darmi.

"Ish, ashamed of Den's wife, the old Mbok is so old that this is kissed."

"It's okay, my wife is good, where can she be angry with Mbok."

"Thank you Mbok" said Cinta.

"Either. Yes, Mbok wants to go back first."

"Yes mbok. Thank you my dear Mbokku," William's tease. The man took his wife.

"Where are you going, son? Breakfast is ready" said Hanum.

"Love wants breakfast chicken porridge that goes near her house Ma."

"Yes, be careful on the road."

Love does not know what makes her husband keep smiling. Ever since the iron chariot they were riding drove by, William was unceasingly stalling a smile.

"Until," murmured William.

"Come on." Not forgetting that he opened the door for his wife.

"You sit here, let me take a seat. No peanuts, right?"

Love nodded.

"What do you want?"

"Cakwe same satay quail egg."

"OK."

William returned to his desk after saying his order to the porridgeist. A smile continued to grow on his lips. There is nothing more pleasing to him now than fulfilling the craving of Cove. Let her be late in her role as a standby husband in early pregnancy Love, at least she will make up for it as best she can.

"Mas don't eat? Why are you just looking at the porridge?" Glanced at her husband's bowl which was still intact.

"Yes, it's me eating."

Netra William can not be separated from the beautiful face of his wife. The movement of Love seemed graceful to scoop the porridge into his mouth. Not to mention when Cinta swept the porridge attached to her lips, it looked very sensual. William would like to********** immediately.

"Not spent?"

"Kenyang," returned Love while rubbing his stomach that felt full.

"Yes already. Let's go home."

The man stood waiting for his wife who was still busy wearing his shoes. Love had taken it off earlier and when going to wear it back, he even had difficulty.

William, who could not bear, finally crouched down to put the shoes on.

"No need Mas, I can use it myself anyway," prevent Love when the husband's hand is stuck to his feet.

"Udah was just me." William did his job. "Geez, why don't you tell me that the shoes don't fit?"

William had a little trouble putting those shoes on.

"It's okay, it's still wearable."

"Just buy some new shoes. Your feet are a bit swollen so the shoes don't fit. Why didn't you say it anyway? Fear hurts your legs," William scolded.

"It can still be used."

"You don't have to shop, let's go shopping for your needs."

"You have to go to the office" said Love.

"Who wants to go to the office on a holiday like this Love?"

Love even forgets it's Saturday.

"We're not going home yet?"

"Make what? Want to dance or not, you are the most beautiful," said William.

"Where's Raisa in beauty?"

Deg.

William glanced at the girl, then pulled over his car.

"You still don't believe me" the man said.

"I asked, beautiful where am I with Raisa? If you mind answering just say it, what's the trouble?"

"She's waiting for you."

"Lied!"

"So he said to answer, the turn has been answered and even tugged."

"I don't care if you say Raisa's prettier than me" cynical Love.

"Love, Hey!" William cupped his wife's face. "Look at me."

Love still lowered her face.

"Look at me, you want to know the answer from me was honest or not right?"

William raises the chin of Love with his index finger. "Gear me! I said you are beautiful, very beautiful and no one can match you on all sides. There's only you in my heart now."

Silent love. Staring at the depth of the ink-black eye bead left him washed away.

"I love you" whispered William just before his lips landed sweetly on the forehead of Love.

The man lowered his face, slashing the distance between them until now Love could feel the warm breath of William smashing into his cheek.

William moved his face. Close, so close that there is no longer any distance between them.

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