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297. Let Nella go for Rizky

"Om Darus" Sofyan glared at her eyes.

Yes, he is Darus. The man deliberately went to the kitchen because he wanted to get drinking water, seeing as he was also holding a medium-sized plastic teapot.

Quickly Sofyan covered Maya's white thighs with a dress, then pulled her own pants on the back that had been lowered slightly. But they have not yet been able to release the union, but fortunately not seen by Darus because the two are so attached.

"This, Om. I was washing dishes." Maya smiled awkwardly, then wiped the sweat that had just flowed on her forehead. He pointed to one plate inside the sink that was still left unrinsed by the water.

"You shouldn't have to do the dishes, so there's aunty tomorrow."

"Nothing, anyways already, soon to be done anyway." Maya has just been about to lower her leg, but is prevented by Sofyan.

'Don't come down, May. Later if I missed my stern can be seen Om Darus, right embarrassed, ' Sofyan's mind while shaking his head towards Maya, his eyes flickering as if giving a signal.

Darus squeezed the despenser faucet, then the water filled the plastic pitcher in his hand.

"So Om accidentally with people who scream. You heard that, too, May?" Darus looked at Maya who had a blushing face, the girl was holding something back.

"No, I didn't hear anything." Maya shook her head quickly.

"Yes, I went to the room first, huh? You're sleeping, May. It's already night. Don't sit at the table too long, pamali."

"Yes, Om."

Darus smiled, then left them. He did not greet Sofyan at all, and vice versa.

After seeing Darus has completely left, Sofyan quickly sniffs Maya. He walked from the kitchen to his room.

"Ayank .. should be removed first, this ... Ahhhh!" Maya was upset when again Sofyan took the time to press back and forth his own in there.

After entering the room and tightly locking the door, the old man immediately laid his wife's body. Then strip the entire thread on the body of both.

And the time came, the heat struggle happened again.

Sofyan feels his young soul is back when he can get married and have the whole Maya. And there is never a word of bored every time they make love, even there they continue to be addicted.

***

8 months later.

A black car had just been parked in the hospital parking lot, but the person inside did not come out when he saw a couple coming out of the hospital. The husband was embracing his wife's shoulder, and the other hand was stroking his wife's belly which looked distended.

"Cok don't come down, San? It's here, isn't it?" ask Irwan. He was in the steering wheel and looking at his nephew who was at the side with a dumb-ass face but looking sad. Both of his eyes were glazed.

"Nella is the same Rizky, Om," said Ihsan slowly, his voice sounding like a person who was enduring pain.

Irwan looked straight ahead, the two men were right and now they both got into the car. It just so happened that the car was parked next to his car.

Irwan immediately hugged Ihsan's body when he knew that the two corners of the man's eyes had already welled up the tears that were about to fall, he slowly rubbed his back.

"Have you forgotten about Nella yet?" irwan asked and soon heard a groan of tears from Ihsan's lips.

Previously, Ihsan was determined to take revenge, but whatever he wanted to plan was never the case. That was because Irwan was always watching and reprimanding him.

As a good nephew, Ihsan did not want to fight and wanted to obey all Irwan's words even though it was very forced. And when she heard Nella gave birth, she tried to forget about it. Ihsan had also stopped working at Nissa's restaurant, it was all done for the sake of not remembering Nella.

But now what is it? The wounds and love were still there when Nella saw the face.

"Can I be honest?" Ihsan let go of her embrace, then wiped away her own tears.

"May, don't cover everything." Irwan smiled warmly, then rubbed the nephew's left shoulder.

"I've been trying to forget Nella, Om. But I actually can't. What am I supposed to do?" he complained with frustration.

"If you can't forget her, don't forget her, San."

Ihsan was wide-eyed, he felt shocked mixed confused by what the Omnya said. Because all this time he always supported her to forget about Nella.

"I mean I still have hope of taking Nella? But it looks like she's pregnant again, Om," she said sadly.

"Don't take it, but you have to take Nella for Rizky. Did you forget that Om once said that Nella wasn't your match, San?"

"Classifying?" Ihsan was silent for a while with a blank look, then shook his head quickly. "Can I? It doesn't seem like it, Om."

"You can definitely. Leave him to Rizky. Because if not a soul mate it is difficult. God has prepared your soul mate, San. But it wasn't Nella, either" Irwan explained gently. There was no word of fatigue in his heart to always lecture Ihsan who was fragile and needed the backrest.

"Whose soul mate?"

"There, but it's still a secret. Only God knows. But ... sure she'd be a lot better than Nella."

"What the hell, Om? But I think Nella's the most perfect woman in the world."

Irwan chuckled while shaking his head. "Nobody is perfect, and neither is Nella. It's just that you've never seen the imperfect side of him."

Ihsan fell silent while giving his rough breath.

"How about tomorrow you go to Bandung, San," suggested Irwan.

"Go to Bandung to do what, Om?"

"You live there. Om will also take care of your college transfer. Maybe for a while you have to leave Jakarta, so that you can treat your wounds a little and mengikhlaskan Nella," suggested Irwan softly. "Om sure ... for a long time surely you can forget it, what else if it's love with another woman."

"But I've been going to 4 semesters, Om. Wouldn't you love me if I moved?"

"It's even more a pity that you haven't been able to take Nella, San. I don't want you to keep crying over Nella every night."

"Om you know I cry a lot?" Ihsan's forehead flinched and her face looked red from embarrassment.

"Yes, Om hears a lot. Don't pantes know, San. Big body, bule face but crying over people's wives. There's a lot of women out there, you're the only one who shuts down. Many even though they like you, what else are the Miss of the workshop subscription." Irwan chuckled while nudging Ihsan's arm. He reminded me of a time when there were some women who watched his car but only wanted Ihsan to observe. I don't know what the reason was, but they were obviously interested in Ihsan, it was just that the man was pretending not to know.

Ihsan shook his head. "I don't like weird women, Om. I'd prefer a woman who sells expensive like Nella when she first meets." Ihsan smiled shyly, and instantly flashed the moment where she and Nella had originally met.