Berlianku My wife
115. Sinta

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Lake Restokafe.

"Sister Farid, try it! This is my new menu. The basic ingredients of cassava" said Sinta gave a piece of cake to Farid.

"Sin's soft, want more dong" replied Farid who was sitting on a break on the cafe bench.

Farid just sat down after a day of activity. All preparations are now ready. Children in adult homes are also packing for tomorrow. Hoping for a smooth event, all the guests were impressed and wanted to come back again.

She gave me some slices of cake she made. That night the clock was 10 p.m. Actually Sinta's work is done. But according to Intan's advice, tonight Sinta wants to express her feelings to Farid.

"Thank you Sin" replied Farid taking the cake again.

"Ehm. If Kak Farid likes I can bikini every day" replied Sinta began to launch the action while staring at the calm and mature face of Farid.

Hearing Sinta's words, Farid did not respond and continued to eat.

"Well, you're not coming home?" ask Farid after he finishes chewing the food.

"Don't Farid go home himself?"

"Gue Mah Sin's man, I can sleep anywhere. I think I'm sleeping here" Farid replied casually. Sinta nodded happily.

"Love don't dare to go home alone" replied Sinta fishing Farid to inter.

"Oh that? Why didn't you say that from earlier? Can be delivered by children or Mr. Anton" said Farid insensitive to Sinta's intentions and desires.

Sinta rubbed her nape. Clenched his jaw in anger. Why Farid for 3 years Sinta gave insensitive attention as well.

"Ehm, I'm just sleeping here" replied Sinta more boldly.

"Hush don't nag! Girls don't sleep here. Here all men, no mattresses yet"

"It's okay. I believe in Farid"

"You mean?" ask Farid not understand.

Sinta swallowed her saliva again. "Am I talking now?" batin Sinta hesitated while bowing her head and preparing to speak. Not yet Sinta said Farid opened the conversation first.

"Yes, I'm anter. It's not good to sleep here. If you are sick even hard" said Farid took the car keys.

"Really?" tanya Sinta was happy.

"Hunting down malem. Tar I thought what else bokap lo"

"Suspect is also okay" replied Sinta bravely. Farid just walked over and stared illfeel at Sinta.

"Wear your own car, right?" said Farid

"Why? Sinta's car let it be here" replied Sinta Centil.

"How did he go?"

"Easy" replied Sinta.

"okay"

Farid opened his car door. And take Sinta. Along the way Farid turned on the music, driving away fatigue and reducing chatter with Sinta. Because the night trip was quiet, it did not take long for Farid and Sinta to reach the elite residential area.

"Sister" call Sinta.

"Ya Sin" replied Farid turning to Sinta. It turned out that Sinta had already placed her face very close to Farid.

"Cup" Sinta stole a kiss on Farid's cheek boldly. Getting such treatment, Farid was shocked and immediately distanced himself from Sinta.

"What the hell are you Sin" asked Farid angrily and unexpectedly and held his cheek.

Sinta wavered to see Farid's reaction. But Sinta is still Sinta, she is neither sorry nor ashamed.

"Why Brother? Doesn't Farid like it? Why is Farid so. I love you Kak" said Sinta blatantly.

"You shouldn't be like this!"

"What's my fault, brother? I've been feeling this for years. Be a husband to me" said Sinta smoothly and holding Farid's hand.

Farid saw her hand held and then saw Sinta. Farid was shocked to hear Sinta's blatant statement.

"Sory Sin's. I can't take it, take my hand off!"

"Why? What a lack of me, haven't we been close. We already know each other. I'm beautiful, I'm rich. We'll be a good couple"

"My feelings for you are limited to coworkers and underclassmen. Do not exceed the limit. Get out of my car!"

"Why? Why can only consider me a co-worker and a class adek. Can't you see me as a grown woman who loves you?"

"Love, you're beautiful, you're talented and have the perfect family. There will be many men who are willing to be your husband, but not me" replied Farid.

"I want you!" replied Sinta remained insistent and recklessly holding Farid's hand unwilling to go down.

"Down from my car. Come in it's night!" reprimand Farid let go of Sinta's hand not wanting to continue the conversation.

Well intentioned to take Sinta. Farid felt like he was stuck in a field full of mines. If there are people passing by, they must think things because Sinta does not want to go down. Both in the car, the nights on the side of the road.

"I don't want to go down" replied Sinta recklessly when it was in front of Sinta's house.

Farid hardened his jaw.

"Gue nyesel nganter lo" said Farid cold make Sinta ride apitam.

Farid turned to Sinta in disbelief, even Sinta brought Alya around.

"This has nothing to do with Alya. I don't love you" Farid replied firmly.

"Rescious Brother. Alya not interested in you, I am always there for you, I love you" continued Sinta again.

"Love understand, it's night, come down and come in"

"Lo doesn't know, right, sister? If Alya also has a relationship with Mr Ardi? My men have followed Alya" ceplos Sinta upset and issued her unek-unyaknya at that time had followed Alya.

Although Sinta and Intan are not sure what Alya and Ardi's relationship is but Sinta just guesses and wants to make Farid forget Alya.

Farid was stunned and silent. Farid hardened his jaw and thought positively. Farid knew Sinta was being consumed by emotions, either because of his own crazy or because of his rejection of love. Even Farid did not expect Sinta to ever tail Alya.

"Love, I want to go back, now come down and come in. Don't make me angry or you're sorry" Farid said, trying to speak with a cool head.

"Silver will mengeselesal if the love is still with Alya" said Sinta again still trying.

"There is no connection, between Alya and Ardi it has no effect on us. Why did you follow Alya? You know he's close to Miss Rita. Now down!" answer Farid louder.

"Sister, understand, I love you"

"Down, or am I forced down?"

Not having an idea to talk anymore, Sinta was silent. Sinta let out her tears. Sinta's heart was completely broken, Sinta's approach to Farid to be defended every day to come to the orphanage had no effect. Sinta clenched her hands, then went down and entered her bed.

Farid sighed, gripped the steering wheel of the car and returned to the parlor. Along the way Sinta's words rang in Farid's brain. There was pain and tightness in his chest. Is it true that Ardi and Alya are related. Since when?

Alya had indeed answered Farid's proposal politely and firmly. Alya does not want to get married yet, Alya considers Farid as her sister and partner in the parlour. Farid accepted the reason. That is why Farid is still good and care for Alya. Farid's feeling to Alya was not reduced even though it had been rejected.

In Farid's eyes, Alya was still a special woman. A woman with a smile and a sweet laugh. Women with soft and innocent speech and speech. Simple and motherly woman. Women who are good at maintaining their dignity and dignity as women. And a hard-working woman, because she's a regional child who goes to Jakarta alone.

While Ardi, in the eyes of Farid, although Ardi boss, Ardi and Farid more like brother adek. Farid revealed his heart to Ardi. Farid believes Ardi will open up and understand Farid.

Farid shook his own head while driving the car. Farid shooed the suspicion of bad things about his best friend. Tonight Farid sleeps in the cafe with the children of the orphanage.

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The Palace of Lord Aryo.

"Good thanks" said Ardi kissed Alya's hair after his wish was fulfilled.

"I'm sorry, yeah" Alya replied feeling unable to please her husband to the maximum.

"It's okay, seneng. You're a rich pinter? Learn where?"

"From the internet" Alya replied innocently.

"Basic" said Ardi smiling and hugging Alya.

"As like?"

"Everything you love and do mas like" replied Ardi remembering all his hot activities with his wife. His wife did something that made her happy even without having sex.

"Prophey, the second trimester is still going" Alya replied again.

"Yes, if you're born, we're on our honeymoon, we're on vacation"

"mmm, tsk. His distance of thought"

"As sorry, mas has not nyenengin this mas wife, mas brackets at home continue. Anyway we take a walk sometime"

"Eat him do not work continuously" replied Alya manyun.

"Mas is also the purifier. But the only child, destiny maksa mas must accept all this burden dear. That's why we make a lot of kids. Don't let his father be rich"

"Hemm, how many kids do you want?"

"5" replied Ardi passionately.

"Guh"

"Mas also want you at home just don't need to work"

"Not to argue. Alya just want to take a bite first, dapet a certificate of devotion in accordance with the terms and rules of the mas. Work issues we discuss later" Alya replied again.

"Yes, what time is it? Sleeping yuk"

"Yes, ask for the night"

"Yes how? Junior's waking up by himself"

"Mas"

"Mmm, why?"

"Kok Lian kangen ibuk huh? We haven't told mom, mom and dad"

"Tomorrow morning we video call together. Now I'm sleeping"

"Yes"

Although Alya restricts her husband from having sex with her, Alya still feels the obligation to help her husband channel his biological process. Alya also learned such things. How to please a husband without having sex.

Something taboo and disgusting before Alya gets married. But now he has to do it. Alya was very sick to imagine if her husband had to share with others, let alone remember her husband's gossip bise*sual. For some reason since pregnancy jealousy and sensitivity came to Alya.