
Rival holds Yara who is still fixated on hearing Anwar's Praka's confession. Praka Anwar's wife has been crying ever since.
"You as a husband should protect and love your wife's child.let alone the woman next to you has given birth to your child, if your wife is wrong your obligation reminds her in a proper way" said Rival.
"I'm sorry I don't want to interfere in your domestic affairs but I hope your case doesn't go up to the commander's desk. I know Anwar's mother must have been very sick to hear this, but there was a child who was very young to accept the selfishness of her parents" Yara began to speak.
"If I may know, what made Mr. Anwar turn away" asked Yara again.
"Just because I saw Indy was so beautiful, it all caused my curiosity" Praka Anwar said
Rival looked down inexhaustibly with the actions of Anwar, he could not bear to remember Anwar's son was only two years old and now Anwar's wife was pregnant with their child again.
"Beauty can be faded by time and beauty is sometimes just a decoration. I personally as a man do not approve if the mother asks to separate, however the children of Bu Anwar need his father"
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Yara sat straightening her legs on the folding mattress of the middle room, she daydreamed not to see the tv that lit up since.
Rival follows Yara sitting next to him and pulls Yara in his arms.
"You don't think about other people's household problems. Take good care of our household!"
"Yes, I didn't think it through. A man's eyes can be blind just because of beauty" Yara turned to look at Rival.
"But I don't! because you're the only beautiful woman who blinds my eyes" Rival's seductive seduction tickles Yara's waist.
For a moment Yara and Rival forgot their respective convulsions. It feels like gathering like this is very beautiful and happiest.
All of Rival's affection he lavished on Yara. Longing to pamper and obey the wishes of his beloved wife. Nothing makes Rival happier than seeing Yara happy as if Rival was living only for a Yara.
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The crowing of birds squeaking indicates it is morning. Rival opened his eyes seeing that the clock was already at half-seven in the morning. Rival was a little sorry to obey Yara to take a short nap after bathing and morning prayers. Rival ran to grab the towel and immediately washed his face.
Yara squirms on the folding mattress of the middle room of the house. Last night he and Rival were so joking that they brought blankets and didn't sleep in the room.
"Sleep again deck!!! I went to work first" said Rival.
"Well, isn't breakfast first?" tanya Yara felt guilty.
"No deck. Eat you already full" Rival smiled as he rolled his flirtatious eyes.
"Yes, be careful!!" Yara grabbed her husband's hand while saying goodbye. Rival went riding his dashing bike until he was not seen again.
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Today Yara intends to cook fried catfish, stir-fried kale and sambal terasi Rival's favorite. Yara's pregnancy is getting bigger makes her a little tired must go back and forth.
Yara poured one by one her cooking and she put sweet on the dining table, the last stay Yara pours chili that she will peel on the cobek onto the dining table. Yara walks to see the wall clock getting noon, she wants the lunch menu to be finished soon before Rival comes home. Yara forgot to turn off the stove that was still perched sweetly on a frying pan on it.
Yara was engrossed in sambal until she did not realize the wall in the kitchen had blackened to burn. Rival who was about to turn home could clearly see black smoke from the direction of his kitchen.
What smoke is that from my house??
Yara was surprised to realize her kitchen was on fire. Yara panicked amidst the billowing smoke and the fire was already burning around her stove. Yara was so frightened that she looked down at the corner of the door to the middle room.
"I'm scared" panicked Yara who suddenly stood hugging Rival who was beside her.
"Are you okay deck? is there a wound?" panic Rival noticed for a moment Yara.
"Please get me a sack that's wet!!" rival's word as he hurriedly lifted the bucket filled with water near the kitchen.
Yara immediately looked for the sack in the tool cabinet under the dish shelf table and wet it.
"Oh my God, deck the sack that's brown!! gunny sack name.this is a plastic sack, want you to wet it until the luber still burns. Just take some water!!!" gemas Rival sees Yara's behavior. Rival snatched a few thick doormats and put them in the water.
"It's mas!" Yara handed him a glass of water that she took from the dispenser.
"Mas don't want to drink the deck, one glass of water will extinguish which one?????" rival's emotions begin to rise but he doesn't want to get stressed because his blood pressure starts to rise. The fire was burning from the gas. Rival closes with a thick doormat that has been wet and then closes it.
Yara wanted to help her husband, she saw there was a steaming pot used to cook rice last night. Yara immediately lifted the steaming pot without taking into account Rival who was standing right in front of her.
byuurrrs
Hundreds of rice grains from the rice cooker scattered to Rival's body and face along with the fire that was extinguished.
"Allahu Akbar...dek!!!!" rival's eyes glared perfectly.
"Uuppss.eehhmm.sorry mas, I didn't accidentally" Yara looked down very scared to see Rival's sharp eyes look at her.
"What's actually up until your house almost made charred so charcoal?????" reprimand hard Rival while removing the uniform rough until it detaches the buttons.
"I just cooked your favorite food, but forgot to turn off the stove because I was so tired" Yara replied while hiding tears that began to drip.
Rival saw a dining table that was ready with a menu that had been cooked Yara. Yara's legs trembled either tired or afraid of her. Rival's feeling softened instantly seeing Yara not daring to move in the face of his anger earlier. Rival hugs Yara to lean on her.
"Mas didn't mean to yell at you, I was just worried" Rival could feel Yara's heartbeat pounding fast as well as a tight stomach sticking to his body.
"Don't be angry again!!"
Rival could only take a deep breath not wanting to argue with Yara. A gentle caress as a sign of Rival's affection for Yara. Rival pulls Yara to a chair, while Rival tidies up Yara's abstract works this afternoon.
"You just rest the deck, pity the grandpa was shocked because of you"
"But I want to see his father's grandfather" lirih Yara.
"The father is busy deck, later mas accompany" persuaded Rival to let Yara want to rest.
"No way, I want to be here" Yara insisted on staying near Rival.
"Yes, but don't walk around here! Slippery one floor, later slip!!!"
"Yes mas" Yara's smile was happy. Rival shook his head heartily facing the pregnant woman.
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