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It is still unthinkable Rama's words, drooping limp on his body. I wanted to ask what was said. But that was not asked, when Rama again rained again his fondling for the second time.

For the first, Rama did it a little hastily and also came out lightning-fast. And for the second, Rama tried to do it gently and enjoyed it so casually. Inspired by Rama's treatment, Yanna seemed to forget her husband's words and re-enjoiced her first night with Rama. Following her husband's movements and enjoying the touches that began to intoxicate her mind.

Long enough, and long enough for the second. Until the maneuver adds speed when in the sense of husband and wife is already at the peak of nirvana.

Rama shifted his body beside Yanna, Taking the blanket under her feet with his feet, enveloping his body and his wife, carrying Yanna into his arms, kissing the top of his head and not forgetting to say 'Thank you' After being satisfied with two rounds in his first night.

Yanna who could not reply because she was tired and sleepy. She could only immerse her face in the chest of her husband who was sweating and beating fast. Indeed, this was his second experience in the first time he was forced to do it and also feared for his actions.

Yanna knew that the first one was just an experiment and wrongly done without official ties, so she received a reply from the creator and had to live it with iklas.

It was never in Yanna's mind to remarry. In the mind of Yanna just want to focus on raising her son and also the education of her child. affairs of courtship or want to find a companion Yanna really did not think of that.

It used to be with his boss, who blatantly liked him. Yanna did not respond and only considered it as no more, despite having tried to open her heart, Yanna was still not interested in dating.

But he was wrong, entangled with Duda made his heart slightly pounded and there was a little sense that was very difficult to express.when Papa Nana was taking him for a walk at night, where he wants to be alone because of his own fears.

All that Yanna tepis from her mind and still, her goal is focused with her son. Even though the widower of one child still tried to chase after him.

The fear that made him even more afraid and real. His son was taken by an ex-husband, a divided mind while working made him unfocused in work.

He only wanted to return to the village, take his son back from the brengs*k man who had never admitted his depravity and did not recognize his son Naufal.

There was nothing in his mind to ask for help from his friend or closest person. Until one miracle that God might have loved to see it like a madman crying on the street. Rama forces Yanna to drive him to her village.

one word that made Yanna moody. ' Our son' in front of his ex-husband and ex-mother-in-law. Not only that remark, but his actions that protected Yanna and her son made her even more touched by his heart.

Yanna's defensive wall collapsed and her hard heart seemed to melt with the widower who asked her for his mother and also her husband as his wife.

Who is not surprised to get a proposal suddenly, and get the blessing of his mother, paklek and also his sister Sigit. Perhaps this gift from God is the fruit of the patience he passed on when getting insults from everyone.

With confidence and also a little taste began to grow because of the sacrifice of Rama. Yanna accepted his proposal and wanted to be his wife. Unexpectedly, Rama's mother was a wise and kind woman. Whatever the decision of his son is good, Mother Rama will support him. Not caring about Yanna's status, Rama's mother accepted her with open arms.

Marrying Rama was unexpected, getting so much as a house dowry in his name in the city, plus two cows for his son Naufal. One more wedding kitchen money so much, that he and his mother did not spend a penny. This is beyond his mind. Yanna, never thought about having a rich husband. But this is an incredible bonus, Yanna thought. Got a handsome husband, good, responsibility and rich plus.

" Don't dream?" Tegur mother patted slowly on Yanna's shoulder while wiping the plate.

" What the hell is buk? Ih, just ngagetin." Yanna replied, regaining consciousness when she was in the kitchen with her mother.

maybe the overnight effect is very intoxicating and keep in mind next.

" From that daydreaming, not finished-finished menggelapnya plate that." Mother said, plate one that has been almost twenty minutes in Yanna's hand and on the lap so slim. Until forgetting the other plate until it is not visible where the pile of dishes in front of him.

" Here, it's done. It's noon too, bargain your husband eat there." Imbuh mother, asking for a plate in Yanna's hand, made Yanna grimace and hand over the plate.

" Where are you going?" Yanna asked, seeing her mother carrying a vegetable bed.

" Share rice with sugar to the neighbors who helped you with your marriage." Answer Mother.

" I'm helping you buk."

" No, let Sigit help me." Mother said, seeing Sigit who just came from the front yard, washing the favorite bike.

" Uh! I'm so buk." Sigit Protest.

" Don't protest, want to sell the motorcycle.from earlier not finished-finished in the motorcycle elus-elus." Mother's grumbling, made Yanna pout her lips.

" Don't open! That lucky bike?" Said Sigit, pursing his lips.

" What luck? I'm gonna go gout if you shake your motor." Mommy's murmur stares at Sigit's motor satria that are too sharp upward.

" Sell that motor buk!"

" Don't burn the stove!" Sigit, took a vegetable basket in his mother's hand.

" Let's go buk." Take it again, walk first leave the kitchen.

" Not Fal." Take Sigit, cross paths with Naufal and Rama who join hands.

" Where?" Ask Rama.

" This anterine to the neighbors mas, Sama ibuk." Answer Sigit.

" Come with Om." Naufal.

" Come on." Naufal took off Rama's hand, walking behind Sigit.

" Mom stay first, it's noon don't forget to eat." Mother said, making Rama nod a smile.

" Dad, wanna eat?" Yanna asked, making Rama turn to look at her and walk towards the dining table, sitting next to Yanna with a smile.

" Later, I'm not hungry." Answer Rama. " What else?" Ask.

" Just finished the dish. Want snacks?" Tawar Yanna, taking a plate full of various market hawks directed it at Rama.

Take a grilled lemper snack. " Aren't you tired?" Rama asked while chewing the food.

" Slight." Yanna replied, pouring water into a glass and directing it in front of her husband. " Where are you?"

" Just called, asked me when I went home with Mama Yanna. Said Naufal's sister was asked what not." Rama answered, making Yanna smile.

Nana was already so familiar with him, and there was no need to explain anymore about the new mama. Until Nana herself who called him mama without being taught or asked.

" Well, what do you answer?"

" When you want to go home to Surabaya." Ask Rama.

" I'm up to the mas, when it's good to go home.Fear also the work of the mas will be neglected." Answer Yanna.

" Naufal's coming, right?" Ask Rama.

" Mom seems heavy, if Naufal we take to Surabaya. I told you, I don't want to split with Naufal." Lirih Yanna's.

when her mother voiced her heart, she did not want to part with her granddaughter. Like he didn't want his granddaughter brought into town. Because unfortunately for the grandchildren more than unfortunately children. Reliable to be far from the child, but not willing to part with his grandson.

" Mom doesn't want to be brought into town either." Lirih Yanna made herself even more confused.

" Later try to talk slowly with mother, same Naufal as well. Who does he want the same? The child also needs to be asked, and has the right to choose." Said Rama. Make Yanna nod in agreement.

And maybe in Yanna's mind, her son would prefer to live with his mother in comparison to her. For twenty-four hours, Naufal was with his mother and Sigit. As well as starting a new environment it feels a little difficult for naufal.

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