Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Intane

For the first time. Since she married Samsul, she felt the warmth of her husband's caress.

Even Mila smiled to herself in front of the mirror. Still in disbelief, and for the second time, she falls back in love with her husband.

While walking all over his body. Mila still imagined the times when her husband gave a lot of tenderness nan friendly.

"Kretta!!

The bathroom door opened at Samsul's push, after which Samsul pushed the naked Mila into the room.

A delicate white hand gently patted Samsul's face, then Mila said in a seductive tone.

"Pah .. ah .. Lepasih Mama ... "

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The next morning ...

The sunlight swept into the room, splashing up onto the big and soft bed.

Mila blinked her eyes, before finally opening them.

When she realized that she had now contained the seeds of love from Deni. While beside her lay the face of her different husband. Samsul gave me a lot of pleasure last night. And Mila was satisfied. But unfortunately, Mila must immediately give a decision to Deni.

Soon Mila got out of bed and walked to the big cupboard to pick up the flat object she had hidden there.

Then Mila grabbed the clothes of negligee hanging and quickly put them on. While Samsul was still soundly asleep.

Mila went to the kitchen to contact Deni.

"Den ... This is Mother .. " whispered Dinda as she brought the flat object closer to her ear.

"Yes Mom. How does. Deni again on Bu's road" replied Deni across the street.

Mila frowning.

"Gapain you on the road" replied Mila.

"Deni wants to do Ma'am's work" he replied briefly.

"Huh, what? Where do nyari work?" mila. Out of shock, Mila subconsciously spoke a little loudly.

"Udahlah Ma'am. We should get married soon." Deni disconnected his phone.

Mila took a long breath. How should be. Mila soon has to marry Siri to Deni without her husband's knowledge.

Samsul was suddenly behind her, making Mila gasp in shock.

"Oh my goodness Pa! Papa heard Mama's words, huh?" asked Mila with a pale face.

"Who are you talking to on the phone? Papa didn't listen" said Samsul, grabbing a glass on the shelf.

"Eh, it's Pa, it's, Mama's friend at the gymnastics place," Mila cheered as she moved quickly walking into her room.

Samsul narrowed his eyes. From yesterday, his wife's attitude was very strange, like being frightened and nervous if she asked him something. Mila was hiding something and I didn't know what it was. Samsul really doesn't understand.

Samsul then walked towards the living room and sat leaning against the sofa. Every hot scene that happened last night instantly floated in his mind like a movie scene. He did not expect at all the strong drug reaction given by the doctor. For the first time during a household with his wife Mila he was satisfactory and able to behave like a normal man in general when making physical contact.

There was a pride in Samsul's feelings that morning. He doesn't have to worry about his wife anymore. There is no way his wife will move to another heart just because of an inner living that he did not give first. Now Samsul was relieved. His mighty soul reappeared because of that powerful medicine and some vitamin pills that the doctor gave him.

"Pa. What is your dad cooking today? Let Mama masakin, huh?" persuade Mila who was standing in front of him wearing neat clothes like she was about to leave. In his hand was a large grocery bag he was carrying.

Samsul raised his face to look at the astonished face of his wife who already looked fresh and beautiful.

"Mama, it's beautiful in the morning. Where is your mom going?" samsul asked as he gradually got up from his seat and walked slowly closer to his wife.

"Mama's going to Pa's market" Mila replied as she lowered her face in embarrassment.

"To market? To the market the makeup is so beautiful!" reprimanding Samsul while wrapping both hands hugging her waist Mila made Mila stunned because her body was now attached to her husband.

"Ih Papa, last ah. Mama's going to the market first ah!" press Mila while trying to let go of her husband's tight hand holding her waist.

"Let Papa interracial ya Ma, Papa bathe first," bargained Samsul seduce.

"No need for Pa. You guys want to meet your friends, Mama" refused Mila later.

"Lho! Why indeed? Papa is Mama's husband, indeed Mama objected that Papa wants to know Mama's friend," protested Samsul.

"It's not so Pa. Shame, the appointment period take all husbands. Mama's friend also met Mama, never tuh, bring her husband. Make it a shame," pretext Mila with a ketus face.

"It hasn't been long, Ma. This morning let Papa settle the house, mumpung Papa again leave. So all Papa want to clean the yard," said Samsul while walking to the bathroom.

"Ma! If there's anything call Papa, yeah!" samsul shouted from the bathroom.

"Yes Pa! Mom came home a little bad! If Papa's hungry, buy yellow rice just yet Pa!" pekik Mila while walking hurriedly towards the outside of the house and instantly closed the door.

That day in fact he will go to Deni's contract, to talk about the marriage problems that he promised the young crowd. The decision is round. Mila is getting married to Deni. No matter the fate of the house. The important thing is that she has to decide her baby's future. And she will try her best to cover up her temporary pregnancy from her husband Samsul. Until the time comes. Mila will find a way for Samsul to accept also the baby in his womb as his child.

And even if something unwanted happens. He could still hope from Deni. For that he will make Deni his sir's husband.