The Polar Duda Love

CDK # 34 》》NOT !

Later that afternoon, Shehzad and Rani leave the house of her former daughter-in-law first. Papa Kuncoro and mama Kalisha also say goodbye to their home which is not too far from the house of Abimana and Arditha. Followed by Kenan and Sherly's mom.

"Take a good look at yourself deck, if that guy hurts you call brother," apparently Kenan is still not one hundred percent sure about his best friend. But the sense of calm he could not hide because his sister married a man he knew well.

"Not to be repeated, I will certainly take good care of my wife," Abimana looked at her friend who she knew until now still doubted her and always worried about her sister.

"But !" Kenan left Abimana staring at him flat.

The car driven by Kenan finally left the luxurious house. Artitha was still standing staring at the car until it disappeared from view.

"Our room and the children's room on the 2nd floor, let me show you." Abhimana goes first, followed by Artitha. The two headed straight for the stairs while the children were in the room to take a nap accompanied by Mina, their nanny.

Arriving on the 2nd floor, Abimana first showed her the room of her two children, then their room. But there was one room that was tightly closed and just passed by Abimana.

"And that room ?!" Artitha pointed to the closed room, she could not resist her curiosity

"That's the room I'm preparing for if I'm tired and don't want to be disturbed" Abimana replied nervously with no intention of opening the door to the room making a big question mark in Artitha's mind.

A room that looks different from the other two rooms. Judging from the door alone that looks better than the other rooms makes Artitha feel if the room is very special for the man.

'What's wrong with that room ?' Artitha grew curious but she immediately diverted him so that Abimana would not suspect him.

"I want to rest." Artitha immediately lay down on the King-sized bed. He was tired and sleepy. The girl took advantage of the opportunity to take a nap when the two boys fell asleep.

Looking at the eyes of Artitha closed, Abimana slowly came out of the room and did not forget to close the door slowly. His destination was the room facing his room with Artitha.

A big smile adorned his face when he opened the door. The man missed the room so much, where in the room his photos with the wife hanging neatly even sheets and sarongs were ordered specifically with the picture of his late wife.

"Sorry Yang, I just got home. How are you doing ?!" Abimana spoke to the large photo of Sheila and stroked the beautiful face that seemed to smile at her.

Realizing the photo could not answer him, Abimana then meng**m the photo and lay his body. He was tired and wanted to go to sleep immediately and dreamed of meeting his late wife who he missed so much.

Until the line in the afternoon, Artitha woke up and momentarily circulated her gaze to look at the room she occupied.

"Oh my God, I slept too well." Editha muttered as she glanced at the wall clock in her new room. The clock was showing at 16:30, he rushed to open the closet to pick up his clothes before entering the bathroom. The habit of the girl bathing before performing the amorous prayer if she is at home.

His eyes widened when he saw the contents of the closet filled with clothes with various colors of a clothing store. Furthermore, her clear eyes that were originally patterned now changed with an annoyed look when she grabbed one shirt.

"Diihhh, what the hell is this shirt." Artitha looked at the clothes in her hand with annoyance. He doesn't like this shirt. Artitha felt complicated by wearing long clothes with a size up to the middle of the calf.

The girl then approached her suitcase and picked up the clothes she wore everyday while in her former home. A shorts and a press body top. The girl grabbed the towel and underwear and rushed into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later Artitha came out with a fresh face. The young girl then put on her face and held a container and carried out her duties of four rakaats. Luckily his new room was like a hotel equipped with a Qibla direction.

Finished four rakaats, Artitha then went down the steps one by one. He heard the sound of Arsheno and Arbilha playing downstairs. When looking at Artitha, the two children ran over to her.

"Ma, we play yuk, "Arbilha and Arsheno pull the young girl's hand towards her nanny.

"Mother Mina rest, let me play with them." Artitha understood how tired the nanny was taking care of Arsheno and Arbilha who were active and had great curiosity.

"In front Mina don't call me mom or mom. Just call me by name, I'm so young to be called that." Artitha smiled kindly as she spoke to Mina's mother. However, the nanny of the two children was older than him.

"Call non-just yeah, afraid you're angry and sounding disrespectful." Mina's mother remained insistent on not calling her employer's wife's name.

"Terah mbak Mina aja deh, as long as not mother." Artitha giggled amusedly imagining the word mother pinned by mbak Mina. According to him, the woman called mother is the age of her mother and her mother-in-law or lecturer on campus who is already an adult. He is still 20 years old.

Arditha, Mina and Arsheno and Arbilha are involved in exciting games so they are not aware of a pair of eyes that from a few minutes ago watched them look very compact and really enjoy the game.

Noticing the clothes worn by the young girl made her gaze turn sharp. Abimana had prepared a polite home dress but the girl was wearing an Arsheno size dress. Fortunately there was no other man in this house so there were no beautiful eyes that enjoyed the girl's body.

"Well, it's fun to play, so that the father is not wanted" Abimana approached her two children. Seeing the master, Mina immediately resigned. I don't want to disturb the new family.

"Sorry non, sir, I go back first, "

"Yes, Mina rest first. Later if the brand needs mbak Mina I'll call." Artitha smiled so kindly that Mina felt appreciated even if she was just a nanny. The hospitality that Artitha showed followed the distance between her employer and ART.

"You deliberately want to kidnap me by wearing such a small shirt ?!" Abimana deliberately stared at the curve of the body of Artitha so that the girl felt uncomfortable.

"Don't start a debate in front of them. Who wants to tease you sir, just think about it. Don't be a puck." Arditha did not accept the charges of the two children's widow.

"Then why don't you wear the clothes I've prepared ?!" Abimana felt that the girl did not appreciate her gift.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm still young and don't fit into a model of mother-to-mother clothes like that. Wearing clothes is as comfortable as we are not because of anyone else." Reply Arditha fiery. He forgot the existence of the two children who are now even paying attention to the debate between father and mother.

"Dad don't be angry with mom, if mama goes again how ? We don't want a new mama, "Arsheno is staring hard at her father.

"Yes, we just want this mama," Arbilha hugged Arditha tightly and drowned her face at the girl's d**a.

"Hey, I'm not angry, baby, I just told you to wear a polite dress" Abimana grimaced at the young girl's defense of her two children. I don't know what Artitha did that her two children loved her so much.

"We're playing the game again, yuk." Arditha glanced at Abimana while smiling mockingly at the support of the two children.

The three returned to play without caring about Abimana who was just sitting quietly staring at them. One thing that made Abimana nervous was the longer he looked at his new wife the more it made his heart pound and it made him not calm.

"Oh yes, tomorrow you can not play because you have to go to campus to take care of something maybe until the afternoon. You guys okay all day accompanied by Mina ?" The words of Artitha made Abimana flinch. A shadow suddenly flashed in his eyes.

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