The Power of the Female Heart

rambutan

every day the same thing repeats itself is a very tiring but delicious fight .

until it did not feel almost 3 months we were married but there was no sign of me pregnant yet ,it took the thought to check with the doctor but I paused because I thought maybe because we often do every day 3 times at least .

it is like taking medicine alone, I wait for two more months if it has not been given the mandate I will go to the doctor ,seeing my friends all have children, even people who get married after I've had a big belly.

today I want to visit the house of Miss Riska kangen taste the same little Radit although we often vc but not satisfied.

I went alone because Reza started to go to work with her father .

the taxi was waiting and we were going to launch .

after we arrived at the gate I saw something different with this house, the paint changed so sharper the color .

"assalamu'alaikum ma'am ....."

I call no response I open the gate I look around the house turned out he was behind the house with the others picking rambutan fruit that I used to plant when I was new at home this .

Radit who saw me spontaneously shouted

"kaaaaaaaak "he ran hugging me

"i miss my brother why not play here ".

I hugged him tightly and let go of the rambutan fruit held in his hand .

very tight hug can not be separated "uh ..dah dear brother Zain want Salim same mother first yes ".

"don't want me to carry ".

laugh at him as I walk to Miss Riska holding Radit .

I kissed her hand on my cheek "how are you doing, son ?and come here alone ".

"this ma'am Mas Reza today started working so say hello to everyone".

"ah you haven't changed yet when I've long Lo.. do not meet still ignorant his hands" .

he just laughed off Kharis is good at nosy .

"how are you wonder woman?

"ah I'm good hulk ".

you guys here if you meet always fight whether not tired at least loose kangen it .

reprimand Bu Riska I take rambutan and I eat hemm sweet taste new this time fruitful but very shady almost all trees full of fruit .

sweet right I used to garden with mom at that time seedlings in Carikan Pak Andi from my village where the seedlings seller .

I don't feel like I've chewed enough but it feels nagibi .

"duk do you not grieve what you eat that is still half-cooked?".

"Ndak Bu is precisely this that seger " .

strange indeed I myself wonder why I take the half-baked Radit alone that I peeled will feel acidity.

Ms. Riska just smiled in response to me asking in my heart why is it possible that I am pregnant if she is why I am not nauseous and vomiting like most people .

"let's go down first son Kharis already tomorrow again this is in the first meal".

"he Ma'am "he immediately slid from above .

"break ..., auch hurts my knee "

anyways strange down glide not climbing the tree in thought Spiderman time yes he, but I'm happy to see Kharis now has started to come back cheerful

Come brother support me by leaving like yaa so that I get more excited again 💗💗💗💗