Buying My Maid's womb
Home Sweet Home

Taking approximately four trips with Bening who several times fell asleep, finally right at eight pm, Bening and Gara arrived at their home. The plan is to invite Abi first but both parents Gara forbid. They are the ones who take the initiative later will take Abi home.

Getting out of the car, opened the door for his wife who was carrying their daughter while he himself then opened the trunk and lowered the suitcase. A waiter and a nanny quickly took over the suitcase from Gara's hands politely.

"Let Mas who was carrying Mentari," bargained with Bening who was smiling and then nodded. He immediately gave their son to Gara who received him enthusiastically.

"It's been a long time, ma'am," their maid said making Gara laugh.

"Si Mbok just said a long time ago, honey, let alone this husband of yours."

"Mas and Mbok could have. Though Bening only forty days in Mother's village."

"Fourty days feels like a year, my dear. You don't know how sick it hurts to get stabbed to miss every day."

Bening hugged her husband's waist, walking side by side. He knew that Gara had indeed missed half to death. Clear also must prepare energy and time so that they can knit intimacy in their bed later.

After handing their sleeping child over to the nanny, Gara and Bening did not go straight to the room. They were waiting for the big lady and master who he said would come.

"If Mas tired, it's okay, just rest, let it be clear who welcomes mama and papa."

Because of the shaking, he's not tired. Even if tired, it has been treated with the presence of Bening on his side now. Beninglah medicine all tired because.

The pool water reflects the moonlight shadow as well as the Gara and Bening shadows. They were sitting not far from the pool. The atmosphere of the elite housing complex was already seen quiet at this kind of hour. Understandably, the residents are indeed most entrepreneurs who need more peace after returning from their respective companies, rather than relaxing or just greeting neighbors.

It was rare to see the sight of neighbors visiting each other in the elite complex area. Most of them can greet each other on Sundays, where many entrepreneurs are off and spend more time with their families, start the morning activity by jogging around the complex to inevitably bring them together with the neighbors around.

"Mas' phone is beeping."

Because he rushed inside, his phone was accidentally left in the middle room. It turned out that the one who called was the big madam.

"All right, Ma, then tomorrow I and Bening will pick you up."

A flash of conversation Gara and his mother heard after Gara got closer to Bening. Bening looked at her husband with a frown.

"Darling, let's go to the room. Mama called, Abi's asleep. So pity it to take him tonight."

Gara nodded, taking his wife to their room. After forty days, Bening had recovered completely. So they have started to return to intimate activities again even though Gara entered Bening very carefully.

Because himself asked Bening not to move much first, let him move. He wants to make the Bening as comfortable as possible. Although Bening had already said that he no longer felt pain. Still because you don't want to happen unwanted things.

"It's elastic, Mas,"

Laughing to hear it. After they had finished with Gara, who had covered Bening, and himself lying down by his wife's side, they began a night of conversation before falling asleep.

"What's happened for forty days that's not by your side, Mom?" ask Bening while playing the breastplates Gara with his fingers.

"Emmm ... There's no."

"It looks like Bening missed something. I don't know it's just a feeling."

As it seemed to think, nothing mattered as he remembered. However, he was reminded of the woman who was trying to steal his attention at this time.

"There, almost escaped my memory, Bening."

Bening raised her face for a moment then looked at her husband seriously.

"Let's just say, Mas, open is better."

"Of course, Mas doesn't intend to keep it from you either. Although this isn't important, it seems you should know." For stopping a moment of his words. "In Surabaya yesterday, there was a woman introduced by a friend of Mas. It seems like he is trying to get my attention. Name's Syifa. But really, I never rubbed it."

Bening nodded then smiled slightly.

"Just understand, Bening's husband is not an ordinary man. Many people like. I believe in Mas Gara. Although many like, but Mas Gara remains loyal."

Gara nodded then kissed his wife's forehead friendly.

"You're right, why do you play with fire, Bening. Playing with fire means that Mas has to be ready to lose you and Mas Gara doesn't want that."

Bening returned the hug. She believed her husband would not be easily swayed by the temptations of other women.