CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Papi Ngambek's
Still with mute mode, aka silent all day, Bagas now again sitting on the balcony. He's playing on his cell phone, looking at his pictures with Dara. From the usual photos until the hot photos of the two of them.
Really, jealousy is not good. Maybe that's also what Dara felt when he was jealous of excessive time Bagas release again cool chatting with old friends until ex who had forgotten.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the children went to bed. Neon just as gondrong sleeping in his room dede Apem, under the box dede Apem more precisely. Previously, Dara wanted to move the two twins to their own room, but look at the innocent face that was tired of playing, he let the twins sleep on the thick tapestry in Apem's bedroom.
Only, he gave a blanket for the twins so they did not get cold because even though they slept on a fairly thick carpet, but their position was also close to the floor, he said, it'll feel colder.
Back in the room, he saw his bed was empty. Papi was pensive, sitting on the couch alone. Duh, alone is the story. Not ngajak-ngajak mami it let more angel?
"Mas, sleep yuk." Dara approached towards Bagas who was still unmoved.
"You go first." said Bagas slowly.
Dara took a deep breath. Facing Bagas who was jealous again took extra effort.
"You still angry?" ask Dara softly. He sat beside Bagas.
"Sleep there, it's already malem." said Bagas without caring about the question Bagas just now.
"I'm a piggy! sebel!" Dara clucked in annoyance.
"You're sleeping then."
"Wouldn't! let's say, I don't want you to be gini."
"No, I'm ordinary." I'll share.
"Here deh, you tuh kegantengannya so add if again jealousy gini." Dara flicked Bagas' nose slowly while laughing.
"What the hell are you?!"
"Ih, as far as it is, take you seriously huh. I know you were still angry about the afternoon. Yes I'm sorry, next time if there's an old friend of mine who's a boy, I won't talk so much anymore."
Bagas looked at his wife and then glared again.
"I just don't like it, you look very familiar with other people. Moreover, that man looks at you with such adoring gaze."
"Yes, I'm sorry. Dong, keep on crashing. I stopped being your secretary." threatened Dara at last.
"That's right! find opportunities!"
"Eat it don't stop." reply Bagas.
"Yes, don't snack anymore, dong Papi."
Bagas saw Dara again, seeing his wife's efforts he finally collapsed as well. His eyes started to stare warmly at Dara who had already given him a smile.
"I don't want to lose you ..." sis Bagas slowly.
"You think I want to?"
"Don't be near anyone else." pinta Bagas expectantly.
Dara rubbed her husband's hair slowly. He looked at the man who had stolen his heart all those years and then smiled soothingly.
"My husband is good this way, dear wife dear child, I do not know myself so bad with others." uaje Dara soft. Sounds so sweet to Bagas' ears.
"Don't you have nothing to do with Rafi?"
"Not Mas. The vow. Even if he likes me, I don't care either. Honey, believe me, I'm not gonna macem."
Bagas grabbed Dara's fingers and kissed her lovingly. He then cupped his hands on Dara's cheeks, looked at Dara gently and kissed her lips at a glance.
"I love you so much, I don't want you taken away." muttered Bagas.
"Darling, my son is three. Who wants to take it."
"You don't know a lot of crocodiles don't know they're out there. Don't care if your child wants three cakes, ten cakes, eleven cakes." sizzle Bagas.
"But, I'm only loyal to one crocodile. Crocodile Gondrong." reply Dara meaningfully.
Bagas looked at Dara with a face that was more relaxed as well as a more calm and relieved heart.
"Yuk yuk." Take it to Dara who immediately nodded. Bagas embraces Dara, closes the balcony door and begins to lie down with his wife. Not a pi?
The lights are turned off, the blanket is pulled, the hands are active. It means not to be confused. There is more challenging than the scourging of hot lava that will soon erupt!