
Tonight after returning from the office, Rama deliberately deliver Dama. Rama's motorbike was deliberately in the parking lot and Rama came home together in the Dama car.
Sometimes Rama did come home to Dama just to play with Lanang. The two are close like the relationship between father and son.
Lanang also called Rama Papah. Rama told him that.
When we got home. The rain was so heavy it followed with a very loud thunderclap in the sky. Lanang is asleep. The caretaker was ready to go home, if Dama had gone home.
Lanang slept in a different room with Dama. Dama deliberately taught Lanang to be an independent child.
"You want to marry me? Or do you just want to mess with me like this?" tanya Dama was getting upset.
The relationship this one year seems to be just played with without any certainty. Dama covered her innocent body with a blanket and leaned against the back of her bed.
While Rama sat on the edge of the bed while wiping the remaining mucus that is still left in the vital part.
Not the first time, Rama and Dama did a relationship that has been exceeded that far. The two are mixed into one. Only, Dama still sterilize his body with anti-pregnancy pills.
Rama was silent and just stared at Dama who had been babbling on his own for no reason. Rama does not know, if Dama in beru two heavy choices by his manager. R
"You why Dama? Didn't you say you didn't want to talk about this anymore? We're both struggling and we're just waiting for time, right?" rama said firmly.
Dama just exhaled slowly. For a year now the relationship has continued to hang unclear.
"But it's already the year. I need your certainty. I did ask for this relationship to be clear and if we are married, I ask permission and blessing from Ms. Yufi. But it was like there was no struggle. Too relaxed? Or did that man never want to marry me?" accuse Dama ketus.
Rama glares. Rama did not accept the words of Dama who accused him of not fighting in his relationship.
"You think I don't have feelings? You think that Mas just kept quiet?" rama shouted annoyed.
Rama stood up and now walked over to Dama who looked sad. Rama sat beside the body of Dama who looked limp but enjoyed the satisfied activity that had just happened. His hands stretched out and rubbed gently on Dama's chubby cheeks.
"Mas doesn't just love you, Dama. Love is also with you. If Mas is not serious with you, why do we have a relationship so far. This is a sign that you do not want to lose you either. We always wish we were together forever. Are you patient, baby? Mas is fighting for the SAHnya of our relationship so we can SIM (Married Permit Letter) from Mother," said Rama slowly and kissed Dama's lips gently.
Mother is Rama's name to Yufi, his wife. Rama not only loves Dama but also wants to live with Dama and make Dama as his second wife who is just as SAHnya as his first wife.
The two just look at each other.
"You're patient, baby," said Rama slowly.
Dama could only nod. This is what Rama likes about the figure of Dama.
Dama is a smart, smart, cheerful, independent, hardworking and not spoiled woman. During the one year they were in touch, Dama was more of a gentle woman and relented. At least Dama never told Rama to leave his small family. Even Dama always motivates Rama to continue to love and love his family.
"Mending slowly but surely right? Dati at a fast - fast but problematic," said Rama slowly.
Rama immediately rushed to take a bath and cleaned himself. Dama himself undoes his intention to talk about the matter of resign or move to another city.
"The car is parked in a normal place? Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up, okay?" rama said slowly.
"Yes," replied Dama.
Rama said goodbye to go home and Dama delivered up to the front porch.
Skip ...
Rama hung his raincoat on the front porch of his rented house. Rama has not been able to provide a decent life for his wife and son. Their lives are still fit and there is never any money left to save or to set aside for the sake of the ideals of the future of buying a house.
Yufi is a wife who is very diligent in taking care of the house and their four children are very small.
Their first child was an eight-year-old girl, named Saskia. Saskia has a slow growth. Both legs can not walk and can not talk because when he was a baby, Saskia fell to make one of the nervous system is not functioning properly.
Rama's second son was named Ahmad, a five-year-old male. Ahmad grew up to be a strong but crybaby man.
Rama's third son was named Rafatar. Rafatar is a fun and funny boy. Often his behavior makes the people around him laugh and miss with the original babble spoken from his lips. Rafatar is two years old.
Rama's fourth son, Mayka, was only eight months old. A sweet and very spoiled baby girl to her father.
"Always come home at night!! Always overtime!! Overtime where?" yufi shouted emotionlessly.
Rama had just entered his rented house and said hello. Yufi was already shouting loudly from the direction in making Rama rub his chest slowly.
Instead of making a warm drink because his body shiver instead given a tirade and ketus with the occasional wardrobe door that floated almost hit the head of Rama.
Almost every night Yufi screamed like that and never got tired of yelling at her husband with a loud voice on the seasoning of harsh words with the entire contents of the zoo thrown ordinary from Yufi's lips.
"Here sit down first. We talk well," said Rama slowly as he opened his uniform and swapped in casual clothes.
Yufi was still lusting after being angry since afternoon. Yufi laughed cynically at Rama's request.
"Talk well? Speak what? What else do you want to talk about? There's no, Dad!!" yufi said furiously.
Rama grabbed Yufi and hugged his wife to calm down a little. A few kisses of affection had landed on Yufi's forehead, cheeks and and lips gently.
Rama was very fond of Yufi, his wife. As soon as Rama to his wife, Rama will still kiss his wife as a form of love and affection.
"Dad very dear to Mother. Mother's happiness is always a priority for Dad. I just want, Mommy can understand Daddy," said Rama Lirih hugging his wife tightly.