The RoofTop Girl's

You're the one, only you

Sonia

The moon continues to creep up, giving a number on the count of time. The gestational age is now entering the third month, and tomorrow is the scheduled departure of Mr. Dimas.

He has promised not to show sorrow in front of the husband, will not. Because he knew it would add to the burden of brother Dimas, just smile as sweet as Cherry as a delivery of the departure of the beloved.

Slowly he arranged the clothes of the husband, put in the suitcase. Most PDH clothes (Daily Service Clothes), some PDL stels (Field Service Clothing), t-shirts and trending.

"In six months, there may be a day or two of cruise time." Kak Dimas is speaking.

"meaning?"

"Elept time, meaning learners can get out. If you have time for a cruise, brother's coming home."

"Ohh..." He nodded slowly.

All the equipment was ready, arranged in the corner of the room, brother Dimas approached him, stroking his stomach which began to protrude slightly.

"What do you think is a girl?" The man stared at his bead in the eye.

"What does he want?"

"Laki, let's fit a pair, which girl already has Ara."

And he nodded enthusiastically, agreeing with Dimas's words, "May men."

They smiled warmly, looked at each other, he enjoyed all the touches that brother Dimas gave him, because he would probably miss that touch a lot in the next few months.

"No nitip to Galih, later if there's anything, call Galih ya."

"Sister phones will often be inactive later, but as much as possible you will ask for a coach number that you can call at any time." And again, he just nodded.

Indeed, in the deepest heart, it is difficult to be left like this. He still wants to be spoiled, still wants to be made milk every morning by the husband, wants his stomach caressed, wants this, wants that...

Had he chosen ustadz Hannan, perhaps not this much of his life, ustadz Hannan had a stable job, went home early in the afternoon, Astaghfirullah. What the fuck. Loving Brother Dimas, he never regretted, no. For he who chooses the man is sincere in his heart.

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Dimpled

The voice of God's calling at the end of the night disperses in all directions, tomorrow arriving sooner than he expected. If he could negotiate with the time, he would say, "stop for a moment, I still want to linger like this, to be in a position where the body is no longer blocked by empty space with a lover."

He squirms slowly, time is the most haughty thing on earth turns out, will continue to walk forward ignoring those who are negligent. With a quick movement, he left all the fun on the bed, because at seven had to dock at the Police Headquarters.

Sonia realized her movements, the woman wriggled and picked up the clothes scattered on the floor in a lazy gesture, authentic proof of their undisputed love last night.

At six o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, he checked the equipment again. Sonia was also ready with her things. He will take the wife first to the house of Amak, as well as say goodbye to the in-laws and leave Sonia there for the next few months.

"Are you ready, baby?" He gave it to the wife who was turning off every electrical plug in the apartment. The girl nodded quickly and followed him towards the front door.

The cold morning air instantly pierced their skin when it came out, the sun was even still sleeping soundly on his throne, as if reluctant to get up.

"Milk don't forget to drink yes, vitamins too." He stroked softly the head of Sonia, again the girl nodded, just like a house cat, very sweet.

"Prepare warm water in the room, if you want to drink at night, no need to go out."

"Yes, you are also careful, take care of your health and do not forget to submit your eyes." Sonia.

"Nabrak dong if subject to the view, how the hell." Slowly chuckling.

"Don't be flirtatious, lyrics there lyrics here." The girl's lips curled towards him.

"Hahaaaaa, say the lyrics there lyrics here, I'm AC - DC, all male participants dear." Anxious he pinched the wife's cheek.

"Believe me, You're the one, only you forever."

He could see Sonia's face blushing perfectly. Before long they had reached the courtyard of the mosque, he parked his car there. Carry Sonia's bag to the amak house.

"Didn't you have breakfast for Dimas?" A soft voice when he wanted to say goodbye.

"Already in Mak's apartment, Dimas immediately said goodbye, titip Sonia ya Mak. Later I send the coach number from Lemdiklat Polri, if there is anything call that number, Mak. I've also nitipin to Galih, Sonia's pregnant control at Galih aja's clinic."

"Yes, be careful." Amak patted his shoulders gently.

And lastly, he kissed Sonia's face, every inch of it no one missed, "Strong baby, sister will be back." His whisper slowly then waved his hand, disappearing from sight.

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Sonia

And I'm alone again...

After the departure of Brother Dimas, he became lazy. Whether it's congenital pregnancy or how, he doesn't understand. All he knew, he just wanted to, sleep and sleep. It's just eating, making milk, bathing and sleeping again, just like a lion.

Day turns day into a collection of weeks, and so week changes week to month, that's how time outwits. Not felt now the gestational age entered seven months. Brother Dimas every two weeks calls him, in a hurry, maybe given time from there, he understood. He could hear the voice of his husband, he was very grateful.

That morning, for some reason, not as usual. He's a little diligent. Shower early and prepare to leave.

"Where'd Son go?" Amak saw him preparing from the door.

"Sonia to the flower stall huh Mak."

"alone?"

"Yes, not papa. Sonia again wants to look at the roses, cravings." He slowly giggled as he smiled towards the amak.

"Yes, be careful. If you go home immediately." And he nodded quickly.

Using the services of public transportation of a million people, angkot in the color of green is striking, he has arrived in front of the flower stall, where Mr. Dimas once took him.

Slowly enter it while nodding towards the staff of the stall.

"Excuse me to the back, you want to see the roses."

"Oh yes, please mbak." The stall employee smiled warmly at him.

Just as he kissed the one-to-one rose petals with a fragrance that he thought was different, a voice called out.

"Hey, Sonia?"

He who was bowing directly stood straight, turning to the origin of the voice.

"Elan?"

The man smilingly walked up to him. "alone?"

He nodded, "You? what's here?"

"Find the flowers, find the sandals."

"Cieee, is there a candidate for the story?" The lyrics were fleeting at the man whose face was instantly red.

"How many months?" Elan turned her talk by looking at her already rounded stomach.

"Oh, seven months."

"If you want to give a nice girl what flowers?" They walked side by side while looking at the beautiful flowers lined up there.

"Love red roses, it symbolizes love, or it could be Orchids that symbolize loyalty."

Elan nodded, the man ordered two bouquets of red roses, one given to him.

"How did I get it too?" He was amazed to hold the jumbo-sized bouquet of red roses when they were outside the stall.

"What's up, from the Dimas bang, the representative." Elan blinked his ignorant eyes, making him have to hit the man's arm while laughing.

"What's up here?"

"Figures."

"Yes, let me drive you, all target houses are also there."

Elan opened the car door, letting him in. He sat down, and tried to put on a seatbelt that turned out to be somewhat su-legitimate, fuihhhh.

"Let me help."The man leaned towards him, until it appeared from the front of the view that made someone who had noticed their movements were heating up.

His eyes immediately broke when he saw the silhouette of Dimas's body coming out of a car right in front of them.

That's not a silhouette, that's right Brother Dimas, her husband. The man's face was firm, with a hardened jaw.

Both Elan and himself were suddenly stiff, his knees were limp, stared at by the eyes of the hawk brother Dimas, the man must have misunderstood.

"DOWN!!"

He remained unmoved, his body trembling, but the next second he quickly got down from the car.

"Get in!!" Brother Dimas hinted at him to get into the car used by the man, and without further ado he went straight into the car, ill-fated he was still holding tightly to the bouquet of flowers from Elan earlier.

To be Continue

Happy reading yaaa...

Note: Cruise is free time given each student educational participants to get out of the exercise area.