Widow Sama The Duda

Widow Sama The Duda
I'm not a widow



"La, come!" bring Good.


"Again, Mum? Come on!" laila sumringah.


"Again?" tanya Nice while frowning her forehead.


"Huh?" laila was confused.


"Let's say he'll meet Hasna with Kayla. They must miss you," said Good.


"Ah yes. I mean so too. Let's go there again. It was not so," said Laila defended herself.


Laila was so embarrassed. He tried to throw away his face so that his red face was not visible to Good. Until finally Bagus really pulled Laila's hand and went to his rented house.


Duh, why is my brain so dirty like this?


Yes, after knowing the pleasure taught by Bagus, Laila is indeed addicted. He wants what he deserves as a wife. The red cross is not over yet.


Now it is no longer good, but Laila who continues to hope. While this is good do not think about it because it is done. But Good did not know that Laila still continued to imagine the events that he had just passed.


"La, how come you keep daydreaming?" tanya Good.


"Gak Mas's. Enjoy the view again" replied Laila.


"What views? Your people just every day through here," said Good.


Laila did not have time to answer, it turns out the car has arrived in front of her rented house. The cries of Hasna and Kayla who welcomed their arrival made Laila immediately come out and embrace her. Evaporate his longing after having separated from home for overnight.


"That's a big gap" said Laila.


"Yes. Is your mom pregnant? Is there a baby on her stomach?" hasna asked as she rubbed Laila's flat stomach.


Not only Laila, Bagus also rounded his eyeballs. Know where Laila came from about getting pregnant?


"Bi Sumi Mama and Papa said they slept in the house first. Later if you are pregnant, then we follow the move so that we can keep the baby in the stomach of Mama," said Kayla answered Laila and Bagus unspoken questions.


"Bi Sumi," said Bagus furious.


"Eh sir, I'm going to the kitchen first. Wanna make a drink. Excuse me," said Bi Sumi.


Not wanting to be exposed to Good's wrath, Bi Sumi immediately went to save herself. Letting both Bagus and Laila answer Hasna's own questions. Bi Sumi did not want to interfere anymore. Fear of getting sprayed.


"Drink sir, Mom." Bi Sumi put two glasses of fresh orange ice to Laila and Bagus.


Not long after, Bi Sumi immediately went to the kitchen again. He did not want to linger in front of Laila and Bagus. Right now the interrogation of his two masters was too terrifying for him.


"Auntie," call Good.


Nice baritone voice made Bi Sumi surprised. He had no idea if Good followed him into the kitchen. Bi Sumi looked a big smile.


"I mean this is good sir," said Bi Sumi.


"What's good?" tanya Good.


"Let the same father mother not be disturbed them. They also like to know that Ms. Laila wants to get pregnant" replied Bi Sumi.


"Pregnant? You think it's easy to get pregnant with people's children?" tanya Good.


"Well, can't you? Should I teach you?" ask Bi Sumi.


"About," said Good.


"What is the trouble for you anyway? You have experience, you can't?" bi Sumi Goda.


It was good to feel that talking to Bi Sumi would only make her even more upset. Finally he went back to Laila. But Bi Sumi held him back.


"What else is Bi?" tanya Nice upset.


"Where? Was it a success, sir?" ask Bi Sumi.


Honestly, Bi Sumi was curious about the wedding night of the two of them. It should have been nice to impress, but Bi Sumi saw it as normal. Bi Sumi who believes that Laila is still a girl becomes doubtful. His mind suddenly believed that Laila was indeed a widow. But Bi Sumi knew that Hasna and Kayla were not Laila's children. Then is Laila a bad girl? Until finally he took refuge behind the existence of Hasna and Kayla who claimed to be a mother?


"What the hell?" tanya Nice with a reddened face.


"Sir, I'm serious. How's it? Not successful yet?" ask Bi Sumi.


"Bi Sumi, I don't like to be asked that." Nice looking hard at Bi Sumi.


Bi Sumi thought hard to get an answer. At the very least, Bi Sumi needed an explanation for her belief. He doesn't want it to be nice to fall in love with the wrong woman. If Laila's chastity had been tarnished, then Bi Sumi would have been the most guilty of Bagus.


"Sir, sorry. But I mean at least Mr. has been successful aja maleman mantennya, then I invite Hasna same Kayla to the house of the Father. Let's not be disturbed sir. Let me focus" said Bi Sumi.


Good not to answer. He continued his steps away from Bi Sumi. But again Bi Sumi held back Good. Even this time Bi Sumi to withdraw the hand of her master.


"Sir, pity them. If you haven't answered, I don't think it's a success. So I'm not going to tell Hasna that Kayla is going to join Ms. Laila. Not only are they sad, but Ms. Laila must be sad too. Come on, you still don't want to answer?" threaten Bi Sumi's.


"They want me to take it with me" said Good.


Want me to take it? Bi Sumi concluded that Good had already solved everything. But Nice expression flat? What does it mean Laila really isn't who she thinks she is?


"Cieeee, what about Sir? Does it feel like?" bi Sumi Fishing Pills.


"Weat what? He's again the red cross" replied Good spontaneously.


"Huh? Not yet opened dong sir?" ask Bi Sumi.


"Yes, you brought Hasna and Kayla. Later if Miss Laila has finished the red cross, tell me yes! I brought them here again" said Bi Sumi.


It was good to just shake his head and leave Bi Sumi. They chatted for a while and took Hasna and Kayla home. Not all clothes are taken to the house of Bagus, because after Bagus returned to Jakarta they will return to the rented house.


The location of the school is quite far from the house made Laila decided to stay in her rented house only. Although Good objected, but he only followed the wishes of his wife.


The days of the newlyweds are good to enjoy as best as possible. Although on the sidelines sharing time with Hasna and Kayla, Good always looking for time for both. Even every night, Bagus had to wait for Hasna to go to sleep before continuing the installment. It had to be slow for fear of Hasna waking up.


It was on the anticipated day, when Laila finished the red cross. It was good to smile broadly when I found out that Laila was no longer the red cross. But now the obstacle is time. Hasna who always wanted to sleep with Laila and Bagus made them not free.


Suddenly Good remembered the words of Bi Sumi who was ready to help him. Good thinking, looking for an idea to let Bi Sumi know that Laila has finished the red cross. Although embarrassed, but Good had to do all this because he needed time alone with Laila. Especially soon Good should immediately return to Jakarta. Good not to go home empty.


"Bi, Laila, how's her period? Is it normal for only four days?" good Tanya in the afternoon.


Bi Sumi who understood Good speech immediately smiled and responded.


"God is fair. Usually a week, but because the new manten seems to have a discount so only four days. Bonuses for good people like Dad. Calm down later tonight I bring Hasna and Kayla back to the rented house" Bi Sumi said, raising her thumb.


"Why aunt?" ask Laila.


Bi Sumi who was still raising her thumb looked at Laila confusedly. He was looking for answers not to be suspicious.


"This is Ma'am, Mr. Good is getting better now. The body is getting cooler," said Bi Sumi.


"Yes, now it's not upset anymore, Bi" said Laila, holding back a laugh.


"I'm not following you sir, excuse me." Bi Sumi immediately left behind Bagus and Laila.


Bi Sumi immediately persuaded Hasna and Kayla to return to the rented house. Although there was drama, but eventually Good deliver them to the kontarakan house. The house is back. There's only the two of them.


Nice eyes made Laila understand. The age of marriage that has been approaching four days makes Laila not ashamed anymore like on the first day they were married. Laila has learned a lot. One of them uses official clothes that he got from his wedding party gift.


"Laila, are you really teasing me?" good Tanya with a naughty smile.


"But I like it, right?" whispered Laila in Nice ear.


"A, Laila. You always know what I need" said Good.


No stale, Nice starts off with an incredible warm-up. The heating that really makes Laila hot to the point of burning. Laila was completely lulled by the installments she was used to getting every night.


"Oh Mas slowly," said Laila when the first time the heirloom object collided with the devotion.


"I'm sorry," said Good.


Good to grip his forehead. Why is this two-child widow so hard to conquer? Is it because it's been a widow for too long? Good to feel like you have to fight extra.


"The pain" said Laila.


"Sorry La. But is this so narrow?" tanya Bagus while wiping the sweat on her forehead.


"Then anyway? How am I supposed to do?" ask Laila confused.


"It's not a position issue. Your position is really. How long are you a widow?" tanya Good.


"I'm not Mas' widow" replied Laila.


"What?" tanya Good.


"Don't say much. Later the house will be soft again" replied Laila.


"Pinter answered. Sin knows back and forth the words of the husband," said Good.


"Yes it's a big blow" said Laila.


"Are you not a widow?" tanya Good.


"Yes" answered Laila.


"Keep Hasna with Kayla?" tanya Good.


"Mas have a chat later. Let's go ahead!" laila.


"Yes, yes" said Good.


Her first marriage did not make Good challenged like this. It is a new experience and thrill to Good. Gently Nice treat Laila lovingly. Good not even being able to finish everything to completion due to seeing Laila's tears accidentally dripping down.


"La, it hurts?" tanya Good.


"Cock of Mas's ease?" ask Laila confused.


"I can't bear La" replied Good.


"Next Mas. It's delicious" replied Laila.


"Tell?" tanya Good.


"Yes. But slow down!" laila Pinta.


Good to start again until finally Laila defense that has been guarded since the first collapsed already. Good winner. Good is the first person to do all that.


With her own eyes Good saw Laila squeezing the bed sheet withstanding the pain she was experiencing. Until finally it was good to see a little red spot left when the game was over.


"La, thank you." Nice to kiss Laila's forehead with a triumphant smile.