Breaking the Promise
So panicked

Malik's house is back. Now they live only two, because Rumi has stopped being a domestic assistant in the house. Jonathan's wife-to-be is preparing for a wedding that will be in the title in two weeks.

Malik squirms on the bed. His hand touched the side, but he did not find the body that accompanied him to sleep every day. Malik continued to feel his side with his eyes still closed. Then he opened his eyes.

“Bee.” Malik got up and put his foot on the floor.

“Bee.” Malik opened the door of the room while calling out his heart.

He stepped down the stairs. His heart was relieved when he saw his wife struggling with cooking utensils in the kitchen.

“Beib, wake up.” Angel said, looking at her husband.

Malik approached his wife and as usual he would hug her from behind while wriggling spoiled on her shoulder. This morning, Angel returned to cooking in super sexy clothes, because in this house there are only two of them. Angel still wears a super short satin kimono without a bra.

“What are you cooking, Bee?” Malik looked towards the pan. While Angel's hand was still busy stirring the food on the stove.

“I make cream corn soup. After you like to vomit, if I make fried rice seafood.”

“Well, if this smells good. Hmm.” Malik leaned his body on the pan. The smoke that billowed gave off a very delicious aroma there.

“If seafood fried rice, fishy once smell bee.” Say Malik again.

Angel nodded and smiled.

“And you love the fried rice of seefood yes, Bee? Sorry yes.” Malik said exactly in Angel's ear, until Angel's shoulder felt the movement of his chin stuck there.

“Ngga what is kok.” Angel looked over a little and smiled.

Slowly, Malik's hand groped Angel's smooth thigh. His lips kiss the neck of the level of the wife who opened, because her hair is in the loop high up. Malik bites Angel's neck with an increasingly intense hand touching his bottom up. He also pulled the kimono strap in Angel's stomach. Instantly Angel's hand held the sagging kimono. He held it to his waist, then displayed two twin mountains that were appearing upright without any obstructions.

Malik raised his hand to turn off the stove, as Angel's eyes closed and enjoyed the touch of her husband. Really, he wanted to do it too. For a few days now, Angel's hormone has not been contained. She often teases her husband by always wearing a lingeri that almost shows all his body shape.Sometimes Angel even asked Malik's hand to play in his part. Though Malik was struggling to resist the desire, but the wife continued to tease him.

“Bee, I really can't stand.” Malik said as he continued to wander his wife's body with his lips and hands.

“Hmm. I also.”

Malik turned his wife's body and slightly shifted on the empty marble table. Angel's body was sitting there.Malik again mengumbukkan chest and bottom of Angel, making Angel more complaining of pleasure.

“Kak.” Call Angel with a sensual tone while her lips clench with the delicious sensation that Malik gives.

Angel increasingly gives way for the husband, in order to do more.

“Can? Is he going to be okay?” Malik asked in a feeling of uncertainty, as he looked at Angel's stomach.

“Hmm.. It's okay, Brother. What matters is slow.”

Malik straightened his body and again confirmed the kimono in Angel's body. However, Angel held Malik's hand which would re-wrap his clothes. However, Malik's consciousness returned to normal after remembering that there were two lives resting in the stomach of the wife.

“I also want, Brother.” Said Angel with eyes misty of passion.

“Bee.” Malik smiled, really Angel's face really looks sexy.

Then Malik carried Angel like a koala. Angel was taken to the television room and sat him on the sofa. Malik again made fun of his wife pulling a cloth that covered her part.

“I'll do it slowly and gently.”

Angel nodded and grimaced slightly as they united. Maybe because they haven't done this for two weeks. Angel looks very aggressive. He always wanted to dominate. Malik loved the service his wife gave him. However, if he glanced towards Angel's stomach, there was concern there.

“Bee already, I'm afraid you're tired.” Said Malik who finally let Angel rest under him.

Malik really did it very gently and carefully, until an hour of that struggle, they finally groaned at the same time.

Both breaths are still burning. Malik still hugged his wife tightly and was still in the union.

“Bee, they're okay right?” asked Malik who was still very worried.

“It's okay, Brother. You also do it with care.”

Malik smiled and kissed his wife. Angel quickly returned the smile. After that, they cleaned up, had breakfast together and Malik as usual drove Angel right up to the campus lobby.

Angel walked a little quickly, his eyes always fixed on the watch on his right hand. It seemed like he was very late, the struggle this morning was quite a waste of time, so he had to rush to class.

Arriving in class, Angel adjusts her breathing and tries to teach quietly. Today, his teaching schedule is indeed quite solid. And, incidentally the position of the class he entered was quite far from the lecturer's room. In fact, he had to climb two floors to get to the last class.

Sweat drenched Angel's forehead. However, he still forced to climb the stairs slowly.

“Yeah, tired too huh. Huft.” Gerrutu Angel while holding his head, seeing the stairs that look still very much to climb.

occasionally he rubbed the sweat hairs that stuck on his forehead.

“Bu Angel, is it okay?” Asked a male student who was climbing the stairs and passed by Angel.

“Not what.” Angel smiled.

The student smiled and said goodbye to the road first. Angel nodded her head in a sign allowing the student to get ahead of her.

Not felt, the time has shown at three in the afternoon. Too much teaching schedule today, making him forget that his stomach is only filled with cream soup jangung and croisant bread only. Fortunately, before entering the last class, he took the time to buy milk and bread at the cooperative. So that he can block first with the food, before today's activities are completed.

“Angel, your face is pale.” Mirna said as they sat next to each other in the lecturer room.

“Iya, I haven't had lunch. A lot of teaching left behind last week so I have to give extra this week.”

Mirna nodded, indeed last week Angel often asked for permission.

“Usually when it's noon, your husband picks up for lunch together?” Ask Mirna.

“Iya, today she is not able to.”

“Oh.” Mirna rounded her lips.

****

At night, Angel first laid herself in bed. Malik who had just finished carrying out his duties to the khalik was staring at his wife.

“You're tired, Bee?” Ask Malik while tidying up the prayer mat.

“He em.” Angel nodded.

Malik approached Angel, who was lying down and sitting next to him. He caresses Angel's stomach.

“Bee, don't be tired! Today your schedule is tight, right? Not to mention this morning you were also exhausted from serving me.”

Angel smiled and got up a little. Her hands were raised to stroke her husband's finely hairy chin.

“Ngga anything, sister, I'm not tired really. I love living this all.”

Malik smiled and took Angel's hand on his face. Then he kissed that hand.

“By ngga, if you ask for a leave from now. Especially at this time we have not got a housekeeper. I'm worried you're soybean.” Malik lirih.

“But the leave was given one month before giving birth, sister. Now that my gestational age has just entered the third month, it is still a long time to take a leave of absence.” Angel laughed, because her husband's request was there, while he was a lecturer who was paid by the state.

“Ya already, now you rest yes.” Malik pulls the blanket up to Angel's waist and kisses her forehead.

Angel smiling. “I slept first ya.”

Malik nodded.

His lips continued to smile. He stroked Angel's hair until his wife fell asleep. Then, he stood up and climbed out of the king-size bed to join in laying down there. Malik took the time to play his phone for a while, then put it on the nightstand and lay hugging his wife from behind. Before long, his eyes also closed, following the wife who had been in the dream first.

The sound of an alarm, waking the two people who are still clutching each other and dissolving in a dream. A moment later, Malik's sleep was disturbed due to the boisterous sound coming from his phone. Malik got up first and did his duty. Then, he woke up his wife by stroking her cheek.

“Bee, dawn first.”

“Hmm.” Angel squirming.

“What time?” Angel said with her eyes still closed.

“It's five o'clock past fifteen. Get up yuk! Later sleep again.”

“He em.” Angel nodded and tried to open her eyes. Slowly he got up. It feels like this morning, he is still tired, even though he has rested with a very sufficient time.

After performing the morning prayers, Angel threw himself back to sleep. Really, he was very lazy to start the activity, while Malik was the opposite. Angel's husband immediately sat on the sofa which was right in front of the bed that Angel slept on and opened his laptop. He continued his work yesterday. Malik was supposed to be overtime yesterday, but he chose to continue his work tomorrow to pick up his wife, because at lunch he did not pick her up for lunch together.

Malik is still struggling with his paper and laptop. Sometimes he also coordinated with Joni. The assistant who until now has not known that the ex-boyfriend will soon get married, because Rumi has not shared an invitation for Joni.

“Sister, you don't sleep anymore?” Angel's question made Malik immediately turn his head towards her.

When the wife was sleeping, she always looked in that direction and smiled. Just seeing the loved one beside her makes her happy.

Malik. “Still a lot of work, Bee.”

Angel wakes up and grimaces a little. He felt a little pain in his stomach. But slowly the pain disappeared. She also walked to her husband. He rubbed the husband's head.

“You also don't ketapean!”

“I'm not pregnant anymore, Bee. Sauce is also nothing. After all the nutrients here and here are often fulfilled. So enough to make me not feel tired anymore.” With a fluffy smile, Malik pointed at his stomach and the bottom of his stomach.

“Ish, basic.” Angel snickered and left her husband.

“Where, Bee?”

“Bathroom. Want to come!” Take Angel with a seductive tone.

Malik smiled smirked. “Awas yes, Bee. I snatched you.”

Angel again smiled seductively and stepped up by bending her hips, making her husband continue to raise a smile, while shaking his head.

Angel was in the bathroom. That scream shocked Malik.

“Kaaak!”

Malik immediately stood up and approached Angel who was in the bathroom. “What's up, Bee?”

Malik opened the bathroom door and saw his wife standing there.

“Kak.” Angel's legs shook, her eyes fixed on her legs which drained blood from above her groin.

“Yes Allah, Bee.” Malik surprised.

He panicked and immediately picked up a tissue to wipe away the blood flowing at his wife's feet. Then, he quickly carried Angel's body and took her out. He walked half-way through his yard. He still wears shorts, while Angel still wears a tangtop dres.

Malik drove his car quickly to the hospital. He was very panicked, his heart was racing, his heart seemed to want to get out of place. He looked at Angel's very pale face.

“Bee survive.” Malik said with eyes that had spread. He could not see his wife in pain holding her stomach.

"Shhh.." Angel could only whimper and bite her lips in pain.

Malik grabbed his phone and pressed Farah's number.The focus of his eyes was now two-way, driving and calling.

“Halo.” Farah raised her call.

“Mba, please go to the hospital now, Angel bleeding.” Malik's voice vibrated.

Then, he immediately turned off the phone, after Farah turned it off.

Malik continued to pray in his heart, so that his wife and the future twins who will one month away will be blown his soul is fine. He remained focused on driving while stroking the hair of Angel sitting beside him. Even though Malik's heart is currently rumbling violently.