Berlianku My wife
246. Joggers.

"Empt amused Mas, already the hell, yuk yuk wake yuk!” said Alya took out the nosy hands of her sumi who played naughty in her clothes. 

"Bent on doang" replied Ardi lazily. But Alya still refused.

In contrast to his parents who are busy jogging and exercising. The young couple, after the dawn prayer, actually collapsed again under the pretext that today will be busy working.

“Night not be Yang, means now dong!” said Ardi asked for rations, because last night they were tired of the streets and went straight to sleep.

“Sorry Mas, Lian's stomach often cramps now, we reduce the activity first yes! Sorry” reject Alya smooth. 

“Hemm said that second trimester is safer?” tanya Ardi is still bidding. 

“Yes it all depends on the circumstances of each person. Yuk woke up yuk. Mom and mom have run away in the morning!” admonish Alya gently gave understanding to her husband.

Not Alya wants to be a bad wife. But for some things Alya must also think about the good of something bad.

“Hemmm yes!” answered Ardi lazily and disappointed. Folding his hands and holding his junior to be patient.

“Oh yes, how are Mia and Faisal Mas?” alya asked reminding her of her problem and Ardi's plan today.

“Hemm, actually enough information dapet from Faisal, Ciko already ketangkep semalem” replied Ardi finally woke up and revealed his blanket and spoke seriously. 

“Kasian Mia ya Mas” said Alya come wake up.

“Mia still does not want to open her mouth to Mas's men, what does she mean to do all this? Why would she want to obey her brother's orders? Since when did they deal with Lila. And with whom he works together” said Ardi again.

"According to Lian Mia alone anyway Mas. Keep plan Mas what?” ask Alya again.

“Mas still need Papah's consideration, want to enter Mia to the police, let Gubawijaya's law work? Or release him. However, Mia Mamah's foster child, she is also only a victim, the main base is the Lila” replied Ardi did not want to rush to action. Ardi wants Mia to be Lila's bait.

“If he is thrown in jail, how many years is his sentence?” ask Alya.

“Search for it yourself, attempted premeditated murder! I don't know the law of Yang” 

"Gunawijaya's law means what is Mas?" ask Alya kepo.

"You don't have to be too pampered. That's Papah's business"

“Hemm kasian ya Mia, still young je, must be imprisoned” Alya said sympathy to Mia.

“Hhh! Kasian, kasian. His own fault. Kasian again mas, you and all if Mia's actions succeed. Died us! Yes, we will discuss with Papah, uh, what did you say earlier?” said Ardi wanted to melt the atmosphere.

“What does it mean?” ask Alya astonished.

“Same mom same papah already sport?” asked Ardi with his mischievous smile.

“Huum” replied Alya nodded innocently

“Yuk shower yuk, we exercise too!” take Ardi naughty.

“Hiiish, ck. Said not first, already shower first, Lian ready her clothes” replied Alya clucked and scrunched her forehead.

“Hemmm” Ardi just cleared his throat.

“No need to complain Mas, son number one!” alya advised.

“Yaaa!” ardi replied disappointed.

“Hehehe” Alya even happy to see the face pengelasnya Ardi. Actually Alya is also kasian if her husband wants but not granted. But still, it must come first for the good.

“Patience! Once a week, yes!” 

“It's really yes?"

"If Lian is healthy"

"Yes must be healthy continue, sinah mas hold first dady child, again what the hell dady” child replied Ardi and then approached Alya.

“Ish what the hell Dady is, no! Lian doesn't like that call” replied Alya pouting.

“Kan Cool Darling, Mas Daddy, keep you Mommy” replied Ardi giving their call suggestions later.

“No! Lian loves Indonesia, use the call of Indonesia only. If you don't make your own call” replied Alya disagreed.

“What's the end?” 

“How are you?” 

“What is Baba? Ugly ah” 

“Iiih nice Mas, kan father, depanya ba, so baba, gitu” said Alya put out his idea.

“Call you what?” 

"Bun bun, what is bubun or yak? Nice isn't?" tanyq Alya laughs at the thought of his son calling him Bubun

"How is he?" answered Ardi thinking.

"Yes yes. Nice really" Alya rayu forced.

Ardi was silent with a hand rubbing his wife's stomach.

"If you can't and don't agree. Yes have called my mother's father" replied Alya scowled because Ardi did not give opinions and decisions.

"How many months is Baba's son coming out?" ask Ardi to Alya's stomach as Baba, whose sign Ardi agrees with his call.

Alya smiled happily at it.

"5 months Baba, Insya Alloh, hopefully on time and healthy, and Bubun" replied Alya with a child's voice as if his son answered.

And sure enough, Ardi felt Alya's stomach there was a throb. Then they're booing. Feeling the presence of his son is really real, like actually joining a conversation and chat.

"He's a real horror darling, he's moving" Ardi said.

"Our son is sinter insya Alloh" Alya replied.

"Healthy yes princesnya baba" said Ardi kissed Alya's stomach.

"So much to call princess? Do you know our daughter is a girl?" tanya Alya does not accept, because Alya wants her son to be a boy first.

"Mas sure chick. Let the most handsome mas and later we mepet mantu" replied Ardi Spanish.

"Ohhh. Yeah not necessarily either. Lian wants a guy to take his mother away if Babaya's naughty"

"Yes, if you want this little boy, we make a lot. I'm ready to make it" replied Ardi again.

"Dasae mas ih. Don't argue. Kasian he's a shady. If it turns out he's a guy. He will be offended" Alya said again.

"Basic ck!" Alya just clucked at the look of her rese.

Then Alya stroked her own stomach.

"Whatever your gender. Dear Mother and wait for you to come out healthy son" said Alya softly.

Alya then woke up, curling up her messy hair, tidying up and cannibalizing her sleeping pajamas that Ardi had opened.

Then Alya tidied up her bed, pulled every corner of her pretty bedsheet, folded up the quilt and arranged her pillow to keep it tidy.

Alya stood up opening the curtains and windows. Then stare at the courtyard that leads to the sunlight. Exhaling a breath of feeling the freshness of God's wonderful creation.

"Huh"

When Alya was silent suddenly Alya remembered the words of her mother last night, as they were sitting together near the restaurant toilet

"Mother is actually not comfortable living in ru. ah besan like this Nduk.

I feel so embarrassed and hitchhiked. I want to get to your reception to stay at your house. To Jogja or here I still think

I promised to stay in the house until Jeng Rita met the new cook teacher.

Don't be ashamed of Mom. Be a good wife to your husband and your in-laws. 

Don't wait for your husband to love you, keep visiting. So dissident, mother does not like mother's child so. 

Respect your husband, remember your paradise is now on him. There are also many bad women who are panda flirting. 

Don't be rude and disrespectful to your husband! Change nature!

Do you live in a home, Nduk?"

Miss Mirna's question was ringing in Alya's head.

Alya thought, yes too, what people say if they know Alya's mother hitched a ride at her in-laws' house. As if they had no price.

But Alya also wants her mother to remain in Jakarta. Is it possible to stay in the foundation with the best Ms. Salma for Ms. Mirna. 

“I need to discuss with Mas Ardi nih” Inner Alya. 

Then Alya immediately prepared clothes for her husband and herself. Coincidentally today Alya's schedule is also crowded.

Morning with Ms. Rita for the reception. Day and night watch overtime at the hospital because yesterday owed Dinda a debt of care. 

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Jogging Atmosphere. 

Like habits. After morning prayers in the family mosque. Mr. Aryo, if he doesn't stay late at night, will take his wife to the city park. 

Because there was Miss Mirna, Miss Mirna was invited. Although Ms. Mirna felt uncomfortable to be a mosquito repellent, but because it was a useful thing, Ms. Mirna still came along. 

From their home by car, to the park, they got off and ran around the park. Mr. Aryo really loves Bu Rita, even though they want to be Opa Oma, they look like young people who are just dating, friendly.

“Jeng , I did not go to the bathroom first, here there is a bathroom generally right?” mrs Mirna asked to put some distance on the besanya. 

“There, near the car park, the mangosteen-shaped building that public bathroom” jawan Bu Rita told.

“Yes. You guys run first I follow, later if I am tired I wait here” said Bu Mirna.

“Ya Jeng, is it okay we run first?” 

“Ndak nothing, we will want sports instead of chatting, we run alone - alone ” replied Bu Mirna.

Bu Rita and Miss Mirna split up. Bu Rita jogs first with her husband, circling the city park mingling with many people who also exercise. Miss Mirna to the public bathroom. 

“Nurma!” call someone when Miss Mirna comes out of the bathroom. 

Ms. Mirna was silent, and dheg-dhegan, few people knew her nickname while in college. Miss Mirna then turned to the source of the voice. 

“Cungkring?” cry Miss Mirna after paying close attention to the friend in front of her. It has changed a lot but the nose is still the same.

Although different majors, the man in front of him used to help him find the cost of internship time in Jakarta. He also made Miss Mirna know Alya's father. 

“So this is really you? Yesterday I was like seeing you at the beauty clinic"

“Oh that was yesterday that afternoon you? Sorry I was in a hurry, yes it's me, thank God still given a long life, can see you again” replied Bu Mirna happy.

“Kok you can be here? As far as I'm concerned after you married you guys to Jogja” asked friend Bu Mirna.

“My man is here, I'm visiting again, look son” replied Ms Mirna.

“Oh already haunted? How many grandchildren?” 

“Newly want one, still in the womb, you yourself how are you? Have a grandson yet?” tanga Bu Mirna is friendly.  

“My newlyweds haven't been a week” 

“Oalah, yo tak doain may your son fill up soon, let my son” follow 

“By the way your daughter lives where?” 

“Near here, I forgot the name of the area.jotel Luxury turn right in, the area where the subject” replied Bu Mirna did not want to mention the brand Gunawijaya fear his best friend was so different response to him.

“Oh yaya! I have temen also in situ” area 

“Oh yes? Yo wes, I don't exercise ya” said Ms Mirna

“Yes. I'm already this dry want to go home” 

“Yo” 

"Attract. I live in the front house there"

"He. easy" replied Ms. Mirna bosa stale and left.

In Ms. Mirna's heart, why stop by. They also just happened to meet no interest. They are both old.

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