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274. Thin and leak-proof

A few seconds later, the woman came out while touching her stomach. He walked slowly and sat down in a small chair near Rizky.

"You haven't eaten since morning, Nell?" Rizky followed by touching his wife's stomach. His face looks worried.

"Not yet."

"Eat first, you'll have a history of stomach ulcers."

"Mas hasn't eaten either, I'll buy you a meal first then, huh? We'll eat together." Nella raised her buttocks, she was about to step over but her arm was immediately blocked by Rizky. It doesn't feel good if Nella leaves with a limp body like that, what else if alone. How about pindang? That's what happened in Rizky's brain.

"Don't, Nell. Try calling Papa Guntur or Mama Gita. Tell them that I'm in the hospital, just as well as bring food," suggested Rizky.

"I didn't bring a cape, Mom."

"Wear my hape." Rizky looked at the nightstand, but Nella immediately showed the flat object that had been in her hand since then.

"Here, the hape is with me." Nella pressed the button to turn the phone on, but it turned out to be dead. "Hape Mas Rizky is dead, not alive."

"Masa, anyway? Try here." Rizky reached out her hand, and Nella gave her phone.

Tok .. tok.

The sound of knocking on the door from outside, the two of them immediately stared in that direction and slowly the door handle was lowered.

Ceklek~

"Rizkiy!"

Two old men came together, both of them smiling with sparkling eyes as his gaze fell on Rizky. Quickly they ran and hugged the body of the man who was still lying down. Not only hugging, both of them also while kissing the face of the handsome man bertubi.

No matter if the fellow man or the man has not taken a bath, the most important thing is to see Rizky still breathing.

Nella who saw the scene instantly grimaced amusedly, her presence as if not considered. They were focused on their husband.

Even so—dia can understand because what they do is a form of happiness and unfortunately for Rizky, of course Nella also feels happiness.

"Thank God you're okay, Riz. Papa was really frustrated when he found out you died" Thunder said with a trembling voice.

"Sorry Papa, Riz. Papa didn't mean to torture you to this extent, Papa is sorry," Sofyan said. His voice was no less trembling as well.

"Of ...." Rizky squealed in pain as she felt tightness in the chest as a result of the close embrace made by Guntur and Sofyan. "Papa release me, you can kill me" he said in a stifled voice.

The two of them immediately released themselves from Rizky's body. Seen now the man is adjusting his breathing faltering.

"Sorry, we're too happy, Riz," Sofyan said with a smile.

"Yes, I know. But don't be so bad, my chest hurts." Rizky touched the chest that went up and down. He pursed his lips.

"Do you want Papa to call the doctor?" glare Thunder with full attention. He stroked the top of Rizky's hair.

Rizky. "No need, Pa. But I'd like to ask Papa for help."

"What?"

"Please take Nella to lunch, pity her from the morning haven't eaten." Rizky looked at Nella who had changed her seat on the sofa. The woman had been staring at him ever since.

"We'll just eat here together. Papa will buy it." Sofyan offered himself.

Before long there was the sound of baby crying. It was Jihan who cried when she entered with Sindi and Jihan. Sindi quickly gives Jihan to her grandson.

"What's the matter, Oma?" nella asked as she rubbed her sweaty child on the forehead, then carried her.

"He was thirsty and sleepy. Susuin used to sleep, pity, Nell," Sindi replied.

"People just buy it, quick! Nella wants to breastfeed Jihan." Rizky looks panicked when his wife is about to unbutton the dress.

"Me and Nella chicken soup only, Pa. Same with the pedals."

Nella stood up and faced the wall, after which she unbuttoned the dress and pulled out her chest and suckled Jihan. His son looked so impatient and so thirsty.

"What drink?"

"I don't need water, but I don't know Nella."

"I want iced oranges, Pa," said Nella without changing positions.

"Yes already, Papa's gone. Come on, sir." Sofyan pulled on Thunder's arm, the man nodded. Before leaving they both rubbed the top of Rizky's head first, then smiled.

***

Midnight.

Rizky woke up from her sleep because she felt thirsty in her dry throat. Then, he carefully pulled his body to sit down, then stretched his hand towards the nightstand to fetch drinking water on the glass teapot.

One full glass Rizky managed to spend. His eyes immediately fell on three women who were sleeping soundly on a foam mattress on the floor, to the right of Rizky's bed.

They are none other than Gita, Jihan and Nella. Three very important women in his life. Rizky smiled at the beautiful face of her son who was so slick. She slept with both hands raised up, wanting to feel Rizky wake up and kiss her little armpit. It will smell very fragrant.

It just so happened that Jihan was wearing sleeveless clothes. Almost every night he never wears sleeves, either long or short. Because he's not at home, always hot and can't sleep.

While looking at Jihan, Rizky once again focused on the mother of her child. It's been very often Rizky like that, and that's the reason why he's always been tempted by Nella.

Nella was also sleeping, not flirting with her at all. She also doesn't wear sexy clothes. Even the clothes he was wearing were covered because he was wearing a long-sleeved nightgown.

However, what makes Rizky misfocus is one button that opens right in the chest arena. The cleavage looked a little and made his temper suddenly peak. Looks like Nella was breastfeeding, and forgot to put all the buttons on her shirt.

'Nella's habit, don't make s*nge can't seem like her. Being 'right me, ' her inner self while touching hers from inside her pants. Again tense and standing up.

Rizky turned towards the left side, she dropped her gaze towards the empty bed. Tonight, both of Rizky's parents stayed overnight, and Thunder was the one who should have slept alone there.

'Where is Papa? How come you haven't slept? Is he staying out, huh?'

Rizky took her phone under the pillow, it was a new phone that Sofyan bought as an apology. All contacts on his old phone have been moved.

The man looked for a name in his contacts, then called. But he did not call Thunder, but Ali. The muscular man had come this afternoon to see how he was.

One call was picked up from across there.

"Hello, Al. Where are you?" ask Rizky.

"I'm at the restaurant again, sir. Hanging out while playing chess."

"Are you still around the hospital? Uh, who are you playing with? Papa Thunder?"

"No, Aldi. Yes .. I am still around the hospital. I'm in the restaurant front."

"Good then." Rizky smiled broadly. "Please buy me komm*m, Al. Look for the best, thin but leak-proof, yes!" Rizky.

"Cond? Who's it for, sir?"

"Make me."

"Dih, is it the father if making love still use kond*m? And you're not sick, are you? Uh, you're still being treated. Time to fuck, anyway? In the hospital again."

Ali's habit, anyone who wants to tell him—he must always ask a few questions first. In fact, sometimes that's what makes other people annoyed, as well as Rizky now.

"Bawel is very you, Al. Just buy what's hard, anyway? You'll also get some money later!" Rizky snorted annoyed while rubbing his face rough, but suddenly he sneezed when his nose felt itchy. "Haccim ...!"

It was because his hand had touched a bird, and there was a feather that fell out and stuck to the nostril.