Widow Sama The Duda

Night cream

"Sama-sama Mas," Laila replied with a severed breath.

After being satisfied to hug Laila affectionately, Nice immediately took a bath. Inside the bathroom, his lips were endlessly smiling. He had not expected to get such a wonderful surprise from Laila. Ah, really her love rose many times when Laila gave what she did not imagine before.

"La," call Nice when you get out of the bathroom.

Laila who was wearing her clothes stared at the source of the voice. Looking at the already fresh Good with the fragrant soap and shampoo that made Laila smile happily.

"Wake first" said Good.

"Yes," replied Laila.

Laila stood up immediately. It was good to grimace when I saw Laila grimacing in pain.

"It hurts La?" tanya Good.

Laila smiled when she heard that question from Good. I don't know how many times it's good to ask the same thing. The answer is the same, sick. Laila felt pain in her core area. But he tried to shake. Not wanting to make Nice panic with the pain he felt.

"Let's go help me to La's bathroom, "Goodoo.

"It's okay, Mom. I can do it myself" replied Laila.

Good to let Laila walk on her own. But when he saw Laila limped, Bagus immediately carried the tiny body to the bathroom. Helps light the faucet but does not help it more.

Laila was too seductive for him. It's good not to when he has to come back to make Laila have to satisfy him. He knew very well that Laila felt pain with what she had done. Laila's face reddened as Bagus looked at her fixedly.

"Be careful, don't worry" said Laila.

"Snippy? I've even seen it all, La. Don't be ashamed of me anymore. I'm your husband" said Good.

"But don't look at it" said Laila.

"Yes, no" replied Good.

"Wait outside!" laila Pinta.

"It's okay to wait here. I don't care" said Good.

Good trying to turn his face away. Although he felt unwilling to waste time to enjoy the incredible beauty before him. Every now and then Good steals a look while Laila is taking a shower.

"This is the problem" said Good.

Very sprightly good. Upon seeing Laila finish the bath, he immediately took a towel for Laila. Let Laila wipe her wet body dry. Then she took Laila back out of the bathroom.

Good to put Laila down in front of the dresser. Help her sit facing the mirror and dry her hair. After that, he walked into the closet.

"Which one does the book wear?" tanya Good.

"Let me be Mas" said Laila.

"It's okay. You just wait there. Which was? This one? What is this?" tanya Bagus while showing some clothes in the closet.

"Where are you," replied Laila.

Now it's time to go to sleep. It's good to choose clothes that are covered for Laila. He did not want Laila's clothes to make him have to be agitated again because of his wishes.

"I'm helping you wear it?" tanya Good.

"No need to. I can do it myself" replied Laila.

Laila was wearing those clothes. Brush your hair and stand up. Bagus quickly returned to holding Laila and helped her sleep on the bed.

"Oh my goodness, I'm like a granny. Jombo is very influential. Everywhere carried," said Laila.

"It's not La. Now you're sick and it's all me. So this is my way of apologizing to you" said Good.

"Mas, I didn't think you were so sweet. This time I was treated like a queen. I am a nobody" said Laila.

"Now you are who I am. You are the most important person in my life. Uh but what about Hasna and Kayla? Why are they your children?" tanya Good.

Laila told me everything from beginning to end. Who is Hasna and Kayla and why they can be considered as her children. About the call of Mama for himself was not spared from the story of Laila.

"Lala? So all this time they called you Lala? Not Mama?" tanya Good.

"Have a son" said Good.

It's really good to know that Mama and Papa call for them because of Bu Rini. Hired mothers who are very meritorious to their relationship. It was good to tell her misunderstanding with Ms. Rini. Where Bu Rini considers him as Laila's ex-husband and the biological father of Hasna and Kayla.

"Ah who really is?" ask Laila.

There are many things they seem not to know. On that occasion, Bagus and Laila opened up to each other. They both talked about their past. Even Bagus was angry when he heard Laila's confession. It was really unexpected that Laila already knew that Winari did have a boyfriend when she was getting married to him.

"You're so bad he's a man?" tanya Good.

"Eh Mas if Mas did not marry Sis Winari, maybe Mas now will not marry me. So Mas nyesel told me to marry me?" laila.

It was good to look at Laila while shaking her head. True said Laila, if at that time he married someone else maybe the story would be different. Good not to be married to Laila at the moment.

"La, thank you so much! I'm really happy" said Laila.

With affection Nice hugged Laila and kissed Laila all over her face. Make Laila push Nice body.

"Mas, I just got some night cream. I can finish my night cream sticking on your lips" said Laila while holding both cheeks.

"Want to buy more. Don't be afraid" said Good.

After finishing discussing the past, Bagus invited Laila to discuss the future. It was good to ask about the monthly rations Laila wanted from her. But again Good was amazed by Laila's answer.

"How much Mas. I believe the same. Whatever you love me, it's our fortune. I'll wear it as best I can" said Laila.

"How many targets do we want?" tanya Good.

"Yes at least UMR," replied Laila with a laugh.

It was good to see there was sincerity in Laila's gaze. Even Laila followed everything Good wanted. Not contacting the chef, not contacting a male friend, not this and not that. Laila simply nodded without the slightest protest. It just makes Good feel there is something strange.

"How did you not protest La?" tanya Good.

"What is to be protested against, Mom?" ask Laila.

"Yes that's how you object to my request," replied Good.

Laila shakes. He did not mind the request from Bagus. Ah actually it's more like a rule, not a request. But for Laila there is nothing to worry about. Laila herself had no male friends she had to contact. Even with the chef, Laila is no longer working in the same place. What else to talk about with the chef?

"What do you do yourself for me? What can and cannot I do?" tanya Good.

Laila was silent as she scrunched her forehead. He thought, what kind of rules should he give to Good. Should Good also not contact his female friends? But Laila believes there are a lot of influential female friends with good jobs.

"What yes? I just want to be healthy. Always be honest and loyal to me. Because if you are not honest and loyal, it means you are not healthy. You know what I mean?" ask Laila.

"Yes. Healthy you mean sane, right?" Good to make sure what he caught from Laila's words.

"Pinter," Laila replied as she raised her thumb.

Good looking at the clock on his phone. It's been one night. Spending time with the right people is not felt. It's too late if Good continues his chat. Finally Good to take Laila to bed.

"Good night and good night to my wife" said Good.

"Good night and good night, too, Mommy." Laila smiled at Good.

Ah, Laila did not think at all that she could finally meet the great man in her life. The man who treated her very well. The shadow of a husband like Deri had already vanished from his fear. Laila can prove that not every husband is like Deri. Not all households are like Deri and Yanti.

Bang Der, where are you? You should know that I'm happy now. Hasna and Kayla have already received affection from Mas Bagus. Men who are much more empathetic have a heart for both of them. Not like Brother. Oh yes Bang, I also want proof that the curse of Abang is gone. Fate has proven that I can marry the best man I've ever met.

Laila closed her eyes as Bagus turned off the room lights and replaced the much dimmer sleeping lights. It feels like Laila sedah is in a fairyland. The world today is full of beauty. Especially when Good sleep with hugging him.

Unlike the Good who had fallen asleep, Laila could not sleep. Many times Laila looked at Bagus who was sleeping facing her. Her smile was always engraved whenever Laila recalled all the kindness Good had given her.

I don't know what time Laila was asleep. He only remembers when he smelled the rice. Slowly his eyes opened to make sure his sense of smell was still functioning properly or not.

"Mas," call Laila.

Laila felt this was a dream when she saw Bagus pouring warm tea into the glass. There was rice and some fruits there. Laila rubbed her eyes to confirm her vision.

"Morning, La. Can I help you in the bathroom?" tanya Good.