AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Name ....

Tonight, Linda could only stare at her husband's back without asking anything.

After praying Isya, Agam again struggled with his laptop. Linda did not understand what her husband was doing because the language used by Agam sounded foreign to her ears.

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Right now, Linda is serving her obligations. That is giving ASI to his son who was in another room. The room was guarded by Rita's doctor and two sisters. The room is next to his room.

Linda looked at her son who looked voracious and impatient.

For a premature baby, according to Dr. Rita and Dr. Dani, the baby is remarkable. Active, and healthy every day.

After being full, the tiny baby with my eyes began to close his eyes, but his lips still move regularly as if he was still drinking breast milk.

Linda smiled. The look on her baby's face reminded her of the busy, cold-turned man who was in the side room. Mr. Yudha said, if Agam is busy it is like that. Little talk, lots of work.

"Let me move it again to the incubator," said the nurse.

"Just like me, Sus."

Linda stood up slowly, walking silently towards the incubator. Then put the baby full of caution.

"Whose name, Mom? Does it already exist?"

The nurse ventured to ask out of curiosity. He thought, as long as Dr. Rita wasn't in place.

"From me there is no name Sus, has not asked Mr. Agam as well. He's busy, his name's been postponed."

"Oh so, oiya Bu LB, you do not need two hours once here, there is already a reserve of milk milk. So, can accompany Mr. Agam longer, hehehe."

"Hahaha, Sister could have." Linda blushed.

"I'm serious Mom, but if the baby is fussy or won't drink with a pacifier, I'll wake up."

"All right, I'm sorry, Sus. Now take care of the big baby."

Linda passed, the nurse stared at Linda's departure while clucking, Linda is not like a woman who has just given birth. His body has returned to its original form.

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'Kriet's.'

Linda opened the room door. Not locked it turned out. The handsome one still stood in front of his laptop.

Linda went straight to the bathroom. Continue the facial treatment before going to bed and of course replace her clothes with sleeping pajamas.

"Sir, what time do you want to sleep? It's been half eleven nights."

Linda approached, standing behind Agam. Wanted to wrap his hands around Agam's neck, but the man didn't seem to want to be bothered.

"Just sleep first baby, later I will follow," he said without looking.

"Alright, happy working Paren."

Linda sighed, laying down her body all by herself. After rolling her body with the blanket, Linda still peeked at Agam's figure.

Tomorrow, Agam will leave, will surely miss this man, he stared fixedly. Not feeling Linda's lips smile. He realized that Agam was very handsome.

Linda also saw that Agam was talking to a monitor screen connected to five people with mysterious faces.

"Prepare everything, I trust you. Our mission is to sue one of the BRN regulations to the world Human Rights Agency" Agam said.

They nodded. Linda shakes hearing it. I wanted to ask, but I was afraid. Other than that sentence, what Agam said did not understand Linda. Until finally drowsiness came and Linda fell asleep too.

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I don't know at what time Linda felt her body cold, but before going to bed she obviously had a blanket.

Wanted to open his eyes, but .. was very sleepy, suddenly someone grabbed him, giving him warmth. Linda is comfortable, her sleep is deep.

Then ... he felt his body being stretched out, Linda still refused to open her eyes. A few seconds later, something scented as the mint danced on his lips. Tempting him, and inviting him to intertwine.

"Mmm .. ss-honey ...."

There was a heavy sound that flashed through his ears as the braid paused for a moment.

"Uhm, Maga ...," Linda murmured.

When he opened his eyes, Linda immediately met the eyes, my eyes that always make his heart beat. In her eyes, smiling. On the chest of the plain field with a feeling of unease.

"I'm sorry .. I bother you ...."

"It's okay" said Linda, looking back at Agam's face, enjoying every detail of his good looks from such a close distance.

But ... Linda could not linger, as her natural red lips again snatched her away. Channeling again that taste, a taste that will not be forgotten. The longer, Mr. Dirut more demanding. Linda overwhelmed.

Linda even screeched as Agam gave a sign of love here and there. Feels a little sore. But ... he resigned, letting the hand of Agam m e n j a m a h n y a. Gorgeous looking over there.

"Prophement ...." Linda rubbed her firm jaw.

"Yes dear .. I will be patient. But ... I must have missed you, missed this, this, this, and this" Agam said.

"Is it just my body that you miss?" Linda pouting.

"Hmm .. no dear dong, I miss everything, miss your soul and body" he said.

"really? Oiya sir, let's not stay in the city long, yes ... please ...." Linda's eyes are wailing.

"I'll try, but .. I don't promise."

Their positions are facing. Agam rubbed Linda's lips slightly swollen, he did not expect if the action could have an effect this severe.

"Be careful, I'm afraid Mr. Agam is okay. I'm also worried about Gama" Linda said.

He ventured to dip his head in Agam's chest and enjoyed Agam's caress in his hair.

"You just pray .... I will take Gama out of their hands. I will also sue the damning BRN regulations. Do you know who handed Gama over to the BRN?"

Linda shook her head slowly, but her lips were actively tucking softly at the chest that was the field.

"Uncle Jordan did it dear."

"What?!"

Linda turned her head, staring in disbelief.

"Why would Jordan's uncle? That's bad, " Linda said.

"Mmm, uncle Jordan did it for me, El. He took that decision to prevent me from being executed."

"W-what? What execution?" Linda reaffirmed.

"Ma-ti execution, why your ears?" Gutted Linda's ear, but slowly.

"So ...." Those beautiful round eyes were wide.

"Yes, it's not fair, is it? Yes, I was wrong, but .. the death penalty is unfair. Moreover, you as his victim are already my legal wife."

"In our religion, rape is categorized as an act of adultery. The punishment is the limit set in the case of adultery. All I know is, if the perpetrator is unmarried, the sentence is flogged 100 times and exiled for one year. If the culprit is married then the punishment is stoning. So, the death penalty in my case is very, very unfair."

Linda nodded in agreement.

"Except --."

Agam's sentence hangs because he stamps back the red one.

Linda's surprised. But ...he likes it and is getting used to it. It's just, Linda needs to learn again and again.

Wh why?

Because Mr. Dirut is very proficient.

"Except what?" linda asked after Agam gave her pause to breathe oxygen.

"Emm, unless the rape was done with threats, and violence. For example, until forced by pointing a gun, kidnapping or torturing his victims, then the rapist is considered to have committed a crime called hirabah. Well, for that case the death penalty may be appropriate," he explained. Agam knew this from Vano's lawyer.

"I don't feel I deserve to be put to death. Because at that time I did not use a weapon, nor did I torture you. Yeah, right?"

"Who said you didn't use a gun?" Linda Goda.

"What?" Agam's eyebrows are linked.

"Hehe, I'm right, right?"

"El, you ...." Anxious, Agam caught it.

"Awwhhhh .. sick Mr..," Linda cried.

"I don't mean that weapon" pinched Linda's nose. Linda giggles.

"They also slandered me, El. They accuse me of kidnapping, arresting you, and accusing us of gathering kebo. I can't stay still" he growled.

"I support Mr. Agam. Later, if this case gets to court I'll testify in your defense."

"Thank you dear, now come dong ...." This time it was Agam who was teasing.

"Come on? Come what?"

"I want to ...." Then whisper.

"What's? Not heard, sir." Then he whispered again.

Spontaneous cheeks Linda blushed. Eyes blinked. The request made him goosebumps for a moment.

"Why? Don't you want to, hm?"

His head was already sniffing in Linda's niche. Giving small kisses, his hands again wander off the unreleased, grabbing, stroking and others.

"Ma-want, but ... if the baby wants breast milk, how? Every two hours I gotta get there." Linda's voice was almost inaudible.

"Honey .. w-can I see it?" whispered Agam.

"Look at the flower you love" said Agam.

"flower? What flowers?"

Linda understands the truth, but .. pretend plain.

"Jawab dong darling, can't you?"

Mr. Dirut apparently no longer bear the burden.

"Uhhhuk, uhhuk, Maga .. I'm still in puerperium, don't ...." Linda held Agam's hand.

"Just look dear .. please ...." My eyes are groggy.

"Emm .. a-anu sir, i-it-it--."

'Kring.'

Intercom beeping. Seriously, it sounds 'Kring' like the sound of a bicycle bell.

Agam spontaneously swearing, Linda pulled the blanket. Agam woke up, his innocent back was stared at by Linda. Looks shiny beautifully illuminated lights.

"What's wrong?"

Agam bowing his head. The doctor Rita and a nurse were standing nervously in front of the room.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir. That sir, the baby does not want to breast milk, now fussy, crying continues," explained Dr. Rita.

"Okay Doc, I'm going over there" Linda shouted from under the blanket.

"Move the incubator to this room. El, you I forbid to come out of this room," said Agam. Mr. Dirut as if not to compete with his son.

"Well sir," said Dr. Rita.

Linda was wearing back the one that had come off as Agam got closer to the bed.

"El, I didn't tell you to wear it, open it again" he said.

"W-what? But Mr ...."

"El." Mr. Dirut's eyes stared sharply.

"Well," said Linda. He took it off again and went back to hiding under the covers.

Five minutes later, the sound of an incubator was pushed. Rival Agam arrived in the room. He was crying loudly, struggling, until his whole body turned red.

"Thank you, you guys get some rest. Tonight Linda and I will take care of her" Agam said as Rita and the others left the room.

"Why, men should not cry, should be strong," said Agam while holding his son to give to Linda who was ready with her position. Then put his pajamas back on.

"Sir, she's a child, crying is also natural" Linda said. He received the baby carefully, then turned his back on Agam as he began giving his ASI.

"Darling, do you have to hide?" A little upset.

"Sst .. I'm serious again, don't be disturbed" Linda replied.

"Geez, I lost. I'm jealous," she said.

Now hug Linda's back and peek over there.

Agam was surprised because those clear and holy little eyes were looking at him as if to say if Linda was his. A mother is the first love of her son.

"Hahaha, before you, the first Paren," said Agam. Linda smiled wryly hearing that.

"Do you have a name for your baby?"

"It's dong baby."

Now Agam put his head on the end of Linda's legs. Linda's burden grew, but she enjoyed it. Proud to be a full woman.

"The name for our son is ... 'Keivel Agler Alf B's. Buanas.' I prepared it long ago. And our deceased son I named Khalil Agler Ale B. Mum."

Keivel Agler Alf B's. Buanas.

Khalil Agler Ale B's. Buanas.

Linda smiled. A good name, he thought.

"Good."

"You likey? Do you have any other names?" ask Agam while stroking gently which is currently being a pillow.

"It's a pleasure, sir, I don't have a spare name, because I think you've prepared it."

"B (pronounced; Bi) stands for Brilliant. I took it from your family name. If written in full, fear of extension. Although I do not have the right to assign my child, but I want the name Buana embedded. May Berli's father agree."

"Definitely agree, sir. I'm certain. Moreover, the resemblance of the name of the child out of wedlock with his biological father is not something that is forbidden or forbidden by religion. I'm sorry if I misinterpreted it" Linda said with her eyes twitching as her arms began to stroke her legs uncontrollably.

"You're not wrong, dear." Mengulum smiled, realizing that Linda was starting to be affected.

"Sir Agam, our baby has not slept, can his hands be conditioned? It's been one night, sir. Are you not sleepy?"

"I can't sleep, El. Many mind. Thinking of Gama, thinking of you, etc.," he said.

Linda sighed, looking at the domineering little angel. Still sipping and not sleeping either. Linda smiled, feeling funny about this condition.

"Sir, slide over here" Linda said.

Doubtfully obedient, shifting his head closer. Linda supported her baby with a pillow. This way the other hand can move freely.

Linda stroked Agam's hair. He uses his talent in singing. A popular song. Know Me Too Well's.

...🎶 ....🎶...

...🎶 I spend my weeks tryna get you of...

...My mind again, but I can't make it stop...

...I'm tryna pretend I'm good, but you can tell (uh). Cause you know me too, you know me too well. Uh-uh-uh-uh. You know me too well. Ah-ah-ah-ah 🎶...

...🎶 ....🎶...

"Honey .. so sweet." Agam.

Linda smiled and continued her poem. Do a little improvisation to make the song sound more seductive. Hopefully a sleep deliveryman, he hopes.

"Hoaaam."

Potent, Agam shut his mouth, started yawning. His eyes slowly closed. But the problem is ... Agam junior is still glaring perfectly.

"Alf, you don't want to sleep?" ask Linda.

The baby just flickered, remaining thirsty. Linda started sweating. His back is hot, his legs are sore. It feels delicious, impressive.

Want to move the kakipun not dare. Afraid of Agam waking up, complete already. A few moments later his feet were tingling.

"Nohh ...." Linda groaned slowly. Seriously, this is uncomfortable. Then suddenly want to pee.

"Yes Rabb" he said. Dropping the head on a pillow that is used as a backrest. Want to scream right now, but .. where possible.

His hand was still stroking Agam's hair, he turned his head that was rubbing his body. It turned out to be closed, but her lips remained active, consistent. Linda tried to take it off there. But hard.

So remembering a person, what is this trait passed down from his senior? Uh, Linda's holding back a laugh. Then he looked at the senior he meant. Their sleeping style is the same.

Linda caught her breath, she couldn't stand it, it was excruciating. His help soon arrived. Agam. Sitting down, panicking to see Linda sweating.

"Darling? Is there anything I can help you with? Sorry, I overslept."

"I'm sore, keep going to the bathroom, Alf won't let go. They are asleep," he said.

"Jeez Keivel." Glamour peeked.

"Let's let go, Keiv." Agam. Miraculous, detached.

"Hufth ...." Linda relieved.

"I want to call Alf" Linda said as Agam moved Alf into the incubator.

"I prefer Keiv" he said. Stretching out a hand helped Linda get out of bed.

"Mr just take a break, let tomorrow not be bad."

"No, El. I'm staying in the delivery."

"Yes already," Linda resigned.

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In the bathroom, Agam again helped her, painstaking and deft. In fact, Linda was able to change the sanitary napkin alone.

And as it turns out, there's a price Linda has to pay.

When Linda's done and about to open the bathroom door. Agam. Stand blocking the door.

"Don't go first, baby," stop it.

"Why? W-what's up, sir?"

"In the room is Keivel, how about here?" whispering, whispering.

"Huhuh?" Nervous.

"It's not good that Keivel peeked at us, is it?"

"I-yes too" Linda resigned.

And the funny thing is, Agam pretended to have trouble unbuttoning his pajamas.

Just say it's open, huh. Inner Linda.

Hahaha, sleep well Keiv, don't disturb Paren and Momca. Inner Agam, while imagining something no-no.

Something that made him forget the shame. Something that makes him very happy.

Anyway very something. Point.

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