AL-THAR
#72. Please yes ...

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"Oh my goodness!" Mira is shocked by Athar's sudden arrival in the bathroom. Fortunately it was her husband, try if someone else, will be able to auto fainting him. "Abang if you want to go in, knock on the door first dong," he protested.

"Make what? My own wife,"

Mira squeaks softly. Then he ignored Athar's whereabouts which honestly made his heart flutter. Wh why? Because of the longing that he must press when he is still putting forward the ego.

Athar's steps are getting closer to him, making Mira collect foam to cover more parts of his body.

"How long is it?" asked Athar who turned out to have been squatting by his side.

"What?"

"Yes you're soaking it."

"Don't look at the clock,"

"Yes, it's over now."

"meaning?"

"Don't be long, Al .. is not good for your body. Especially if you're like this a lot, right?!"

"Why so late? I'm going to grow up, is that it?"

"When the wind?"

"No. It's comfortable, '" he insisted.

"Everything that is excessive is not good, Al. It's up to me,"

"But I want it to be gini. Especially if the nausea comes. Just a soak that makes the eneg taste disappear. Brother will not understand. Just get over there, don't bother me!"

Mood Mira is a mess. While the sense of regret is still there, about the behavior of Athar a week ago, now even added to the annoyance of the husband for his pleasure.

"But don't go too far, Al. Half an hour is more than enough."

Mira belittles. "What if my brother is pregnant? It doesn't feel good, it's nauseous. I want to learn too, I'm not in the mood. Want to eat bad. It's just good as I think it's gini."

Athar took a deep breath before replying again. "Okay, now we're home."

"What the hell, Bang?" Mira doesn't take it. "Tau-tau took home. Couldn't have bothered me first, huh?"

"You have soaked it in our house" Athar tried to be patient with his wife. "I won't let you here,"

"But I want–"

"In our house. You must like it. That's why you're happy now, and let's go home!"

what the fuck does that mean? The jacuzzi?!

Mira refused to continue the debate. Now his stomach was just feeling hungry, after that he missed his breakfast because of nausea struck. "Yes, you go out there! I want to rinse first" he said.

"Why should I get out?"

"Will you watch me take a shower?"

"Huh?"

The two looked at each other in silence. Mira who still could not forgive the events of yesterday, now can only grumble in the heart. He will not be lured to the code given by the husband, although he also misses.

basic guy! I forgot he had the same problem yesterday. As for me, it feels like it will continue to sip yesterday's problems .. forever.

Athar rubbed Mira's head slowly before moving on. Just two steps he intends to leave Mira, heard a shout from the wife that made him turn his head and scatter instantly.

"AWW!"

Mira joleng when her feet come out to climb the bathroom floor. He slipped, but before ending up with a risky fall, fortunately Athar's hand had first reached his innocent body.

"Be careful, Al!" yell Athar worried. He took Mira into his arms. "What are you doing anyway? Can't be careless, huh? You have to remember that you are not alone anymore. There are still vulnerable lives that you must take good care of. Reduce his sloppy, Al!" a series of worried Athar scolding that makes Mira melt tears. Not only because of Athar's true speech, but also because of the anger that now overflows with tears.

"Don't you fall and endanger our future child .. understand?"

"Yesterday Abang where aja ..." stuffed in Athar's chest. "Abang missed my joy by leaving so. Sloppy brother," his hand smacked Athar's back. Apparently, this morning's hug was unable to make him reveal what was in his heart. Now, after an event that was enough to make his own heart feel tremendous anxiety. Then finally the claustrophobic managed to get out as well.

"Yes, Honey. I'm sorry .." whispered Athar who was holding Mira tightly, then kissed the friendly head of Mira. "I'm wrong, I'm careless ...."

"It was my explanation first" Mira continued in the middle of her talk. "It didn't go away that way. I miss it until I want to die. I want to tell you happy tidings, not to seek sorrow. I want to give people a surprise, but I get a surprise. My brother hugged him in front of my eyes. I– I hurt, tau ...."

"Sshhh .. forgive me, Al .. I am selfish indeed. I was wrong ...."

Mira was just a whim. In the heart somehow it feels more relieved now, after the tears of sorrow it is able to remove.

"Even Brother went away while I was still crying that day .." said Mira bitterly.

Athar, who was unable to withstand the guilt, now kissed Mira's head in a row. "I was wrong, honey. I was wrong. Plis you don't cry anymore. I'm not strong with her."

Silence enveloped both. With the position of hugging, Athar was fully dressed, while Mira was plain without a thread, now still syahdu permeates the pleasure of giving up longing.

"We're doing good?"

The problem is there to make the relationship of the two becomes even sweeter. When both of them made it through, what lay before them now was what was called happiness.

"Al .." whispered Athar with a longing hoarse voice.

"Hm ..."

"Are ya?!"

"Hm ..."

"I ...."

"Hm ..."

"We take a bath!"

Plaque.

Mira slaps hard bok*ng Athar.

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