
"Let's go in, Uncle wants to sleep in your room that stinks of sweat."
"Did your little room smell of sweat?" asked Satria to reply.
"No, I was a good boy back then." lied Radit hugged Sadewa in his arms.
"really?" Satria paused for a moment, slightly thinking by tilting her head. "I don't believe it." he murmured again.
"He's more naughty than you, he even likes to fight" said Zahira to invite Satria into their room.
"I feel interested." replied Satria up to the bed with Radit and Sadewa.
"It can't be like that. You know, Uncle fights because there's a boy who likes to tease your mother." Radit explained to the two lying down.
"Was Mom crying?" ask Sadewa interested.
"Yes. That's why Uncle became angry and hit the boy to the ground" Radit explained again, sounding very exciting.
"I also hit the teacher's mother's son." he admitted proudly.
"really?" Radit looked at the arrogant Satria, just like he was as a child.
"Of course, he's bigger than us. He doesn't like it because we are smarter than him. He corrupted Sadewa's book and lost his job. I was so angry and hit him first."
The increasingly high voice made the three people look at him in disbelief.
"Mother's words are not good" said Sadewa.
"But Dad said, it's better than getting hit first" Satria said.
The two children laughed out loud, and Radit and Zahira also laughed at their level. The kids will never run out of excuses to do whatever they like.
"What your father said is right, Uncle supports you."
"Grandmother heard it!" Ayu stood at the door of the children's room.
"Mama." Zahira went up and approached Ayu outside the room.
"How was your day? Mama, please always be fun." Ayu hugged Zahira.
"Of course, Mama's son is always fun." Zahira chuckles.
"Ah, thank goodness." Ayu laughed.
A few months later.
"Mama, I want to talk about something important" Zahira said as they sat in the living room.
"What Honey?" Ayu sat down close to Zahira.
"I want to take Radit back to the hospital in Jakarta."
Ayu stared at Zahira's face for a moment, looking for something to answer.
"I've asked someone to resend Radit's files, and tomorrow Radit and I will go there."
Ayu and David looked at each other.
"Will your husband?" ayu asked a little worried, because before Radit always refused.
"I'll persuade him again, just..."
"What is it, honey?" ask Ayu again.
"We will go together, Satria and Sadewa will not be left behind."
"Of course, we go for a walk." Ayu strongly agreed. "But, won't it be a long time to go to the hospital?" Ayu was astonished.
"If possible, I want to do insemination" Zahira said confidently.
Ayu covered her mouth with what Zahira said. "Mama didn't demand anything from your marriage. This is enough, Mama is happy."
"I know Mama, only I also want to have a child from Raditya, Mama's son." she replied sincerely.
"I think it's too complicated."
Radit had listened to their conversation.
Zahira looked at Ayu and David alternately.
"It didn't work, and the male doctor touched you." Radit doesn't seem to like it.
Radit snorted in annoyance, leaving them to go to his room.
"Roman!" Zahira.
The man did not want to look, nor did he care.
"Radrite." Zahira chased and hugged him after being in their room.
"I don't like mine to see and touch people" he said, not returning Zahira's arms.
"But I want to get pregnant!" Zahira held her stomach.
Radit faced Zahira, staring at the face that later often whined and wanted a lot.
"You said you'd do anything for me" he said a little sulking.
Radit breathed his heavy breath, "What should I do? I'm afraid I'm disappointed Zahira. And let you down." he said sounding sad.
"I won't be disappointed if it doesn't work, only I want to give you a child. Satria and Sadewa are old enough to look after our son."
His delicate hand slipped and hugged Raditya, persuading as well to seduce him in his way.
Radit smiled with his wife's behavior that turned out to be smart to seduce. I don't know when the woman became like that.
"Did he teach you to seduce?" tanya Radit held the hands of Zahira who was starting to misbehave.
"No!" the answer was to keep putting on a face no matter what. "It is precisely he who often feels stupid because of my seduction" he replied again.
Radit was a little annoyed at imagining how Meraka was then, but also anxious with his wife.
"I hate to have to fast" replied Radit had not received a ration from his wife for one week.
"Tomorrow I'll be fertile, the day after tomorrow you can take your rations after the process is complete" he said again still did not give up.
"Alright, prepare yourself." Radit hugged her tightly, locking the hand that always gave her a headache.
Of course, this imperfect life will make a Radit lonely. Although not spoken but Zahira really understand if a man will really want children when married.
They separated only because of a child Merry declared as Raditya's son. Although it was finally revealed, everything was a lie and only hurt everyone, of course it should not be repeated again at this time.
Lucky Radit ready.
...One month later...
"What if it fails?" radit asked Zahira that morning.
"Don't think too much, just assume nothing happened." Zahira refused to respond, her beautiful eyes were still closed, lazy even just to peek.
"alright. I have to work." Radit kissed Zahira's lips with great pleasure, his favorite place was never missed.
"Hem, Radit." Zahira keeps Radit from moving.
"I've got an important meeting this morning, honey." Radit hugged her for a moment, really early in the morning was such a pleasant moment.
"I still want to be with you." his whine sounded so spoiled.
"All right my wife." Radit lay back and grabbed his phone. "Call the others, delay thirty minutes."
Zahira smiled hearing Radit postpone his meeting.
"Suddenly my wife was so spoiled, did she want anything?" tanya Radit caught a faint smile on that hiding face.
"Want to go out and have dinner" he said later.
'Right on, he was wanting something.' Radit murmured in his heart.
"It's still morning, does it have to go from now on?" tanya Radit hugged Zahira tightly.
"No, just being hugged all day."
Radit smiled meaningfully, it seemed like what Zahira wanted was not just in the embrace.
"Alright, we'll be spending all day." he said, starting his ignorant action.
"It's not hugging." Zahira protested unable to resist, letting Radit move wildly.
"Of course, honey."
Thirty minutes later, finished with relief. The beautiful face of Zahira looks satisfied and not wrinkled. Just accept when Radit is still busy enjoying his red lips, linked affectionately without boredom. Only a moment later did he move on, take a shower and go to the office with a satisfied smile to see Zahira fall back asleep.