CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
The Love Story of Past Yoga

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For all loyal readers "Pursuing Dream Husband" as well as "Hindu Unmannered", Alhamdulillah we will be reunited with the holy month of Ramadan, and welcome the holy month of Ramadan which God willing we will carry out tomorrow the day after tomorrow with this, I as the Author apologize born inward🙏 if there have been words or jokes that are not pleasing in the heart of all readers, please be forgiven. And hopefully in this month of Ramadan we can carry out our worship as well as possible, without any transverse aral. May Allah SWT, give health to all of us, and may we always be in the protection of Allah SWT. Aamiin Yes Rabbal Alamin 🤲😇

Wassalamu'alaikum Wr.

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Yoga and Natasha returned to her house at about seven p.m. After spending some time to release the passion of the wife who was burning, they both decided to rest in the hotel for a few hours, in order to restore stamina after the sudden battle that occurred last afternoon which was quite draining of energy.

" Assalamualaikum, Ms. Ratna," said Yoga as the middle-aged woman opened the door.

" Milk, Den." Ratna's mother. " Oh yes, Non. That's the guy from the boutique coming here between mango candies ordered by Non Tata."

" Oh, please just put it in the jar. I'm asking for a little on a little plate, ma'am." Natasha did tell Sinta to deliver the order to the Yoga house, as she did not return to the boutique this afternoon.

" Good, Non." Ms. Ratna.

" Mum, carry .." said Natasha spoiled as she spread her arms.

Natasha's request made Yoga frown, but she did not refuse his wife's request, she then raised Natasha's body with her arms. " Tumben really, hell, you spoiled gini, Yank."

" I'm gonna cape out of work, Mom." Natasha wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

" What kind of work, anyway, makes my wife cape this way?"

" It's the work of pleasing the husband, it's" with spoiled Natasha wriggling in the chest of the husband's field.

Yoga chuckles in response to the spoiled attitude that suddenly arises from Natasha.

" We're upstairs first, Mom. The princess is spoiled, nih."

" Please, Den." Ms. Ratna smiled as she shook her head at the behavior of the husband couple who looked very romantic.

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" Mad, our wedding reception is coming up, you want to invite your ex, don't you?" natasha asked as she lay her head on the thigh of her husband who was sitting leaning back watching a football match on television.

" What ex?" sahut Yoga lightly.

" What is an ex-boyfriend?"

" Nothing."

" I want to know, dong, Mas. Your love story used to be the same as your ex-boyfriend."

" Nothing to tell."

" But I want to be horrified, Mas. I want to know who your ex is." Natasha sulked to make Yoga pinch her beautiful wife's nose.

" Nothing I have to tell you because I don't have an ex-boyfriend, Yank." Yoga instantly kisses Natasha's lips.

" Have you never dated?"

Yoga raised his shoulders in response to Natasha's question.

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" Seriously, you've never dated, Mom?" Natasha looked at her husband's handsome face.

" Yes, really, never. High School era used to be close to girl friends also only make exclamations, follow friends. But actually I don't think we're dating, only the girl thinks I'm the guy. Often ask for delivery, ask to be accompanied by a way out, yes just that, anyway. Nothing special."

Natasha chuckled making Yoga squint her eyes. " Why laugh?"

" I don't believe it, though. My perverted husband is not interested in women." Natasha laughed amusedly.

" Not interested, Yank. But haven't met the right one, besides I'm a pervert was just the same you doang, really." Yoga then kissed his wife's adorable face.

" Gold, iihh ... ticklish." Natasha squirms as the thin hairs on her chin and over Yoga's lips touch her ears.

" But you like it, right?" Yoga winked his eyes.

" Already, ah. Continue to discuss that earlier." Natasha was so curious about her husband's romance story first. " Was there ever been a woman who made you like that? What made you fall in love?"

" When I went to college there was, anyway."

" It must be Adelia, right?" Natasha cut her husband's words.

" At that time Adelia may have just entered High School, kali."

" That's not Adel?"

" No."

" Tuition buddies?"

Yoga shaking. " We're different campuses, one year above my age. The guy is calm, simple ...."

" That means your type of woman is, yes, Mom. Like Adel, Azzahra, what's the name of the woman you used to like?"

" But I want to know, Mas .." whine Natasha. " What's his name?"

" Hmmm .. I forgot, huh." Yoga tries to avoid.

" Long ...! There's no way you forget, especially you don't like women much, you definitely remember the woman."

" I only remember one name in my brain."

" Who?" Natasha looks enthusiastic, but actually she is pounding waiting for her husband to mention the name of the woman who was once special in her husband's heart.

" Name ... Natasha Alexandrina bint Muhammad Farhan Ashari." Natasha immediately launched a pinch on the belly of her husband's sixpack.

" Mum, I'm serious ...."

Yoga chuckles to see his wife back to the spoiled whimper. " Okay, what are you asking?"

" What happened to your love story with that woman?"

" Hmmm, nothing happened."

" sthat mean?"

" It just so happens that my friend likes her too, and instead of ending up like Mamih and Aunt Melly, mending me backwards, huh." Yoga is a little laugh.

" You blush? Why don't you fight for her?" Natasha curious.

Yoga is laughing again. " If I insist on fighting for him, maybe I won't be your husband right now."

" Oh yes, yes ..." Natasha chuckled. " Surely she's pretty, huh?"

" Beautiful you ...."

Natasha rolled her eyeballs, "Gombal."

" Yes, pretty her, deh."

" What did you say, Mom? I mean I'm not pretty, is that it?" Natasha immediately put on a fierce face.

" Lho, I said you were beautiful, you said I was a dreadlocks. I said pretty her, you're angry. I have to say I'm pretty so you don't get jealous of me." Yoga laughs amusedly to make Natasha laugh to hear the words of her husband.

" Yes I don't like you praising other women as beautiful, despite the fact that. I'd like you to say I'm the most beautiful woman in the world, Mas."

" That's for sure, honey. You and Mamih Ellena are two of the most beautiful women in my world." Yoga again showered the kiss on Natasha's face.

" By the way about Mamih, Mamih is angry with me, isn't she? Because I'm not pregnant."

" Dear, you're pregnant or not, it's not you who will. We try hard if God does not love us fortune, it means you are not pregnant. And vice versa, if you desperately refuse not to have children, but if God gives a fetus in your stomach, yes you will get pregnant. So the point is, don't feel guilty about yourself. Believe me, if it's time, God will give us confidence to have many children." Yoga stroking Natasha's head gently.

Natasha looked at her husband's shady face then her hands stretched out, stroking Yoga's handsome face.

" How many kids do you want, Mom?"

" Because I'm an only child, I want to have as many children as possible. If I need to get you pregnant every year."

Natasha widened her eyes. " What did you say? I get pregnant every year?? Do you think giving birth doesn't hurt?!" ketus Natasha's.

Yoga chuckles. " Not knowing me, Yank. I've never been a naturalist, but maybe it feels a bit like my missile time at circumcision times, huh?" Yoga chuckled to end her speech to make Natasha give a pinch attack on her husband's waist.

Natasha then rested her body in the correct position with her head on the pillow and slept on her back to Yoga.

" Duh, that's it." Yoga immediately embraced Natasha's body from behind.

" Who's lashing out? My people are sleepy, they want to sleep." Natasha. " You elus my back, dong, Mas." pinta Natasha.

Although Yoga was astonished by his wife's request, he continued to do what Natasha asked. Quickly his hand went under Natasha's nightgown and stroked her gentle, smooth back.

" Remember, Mas. Slicked back, don't have to widen anywhere!" cebik Natasha when she felt her husband's hand had started guerrilla touching two of his precious assets, making Yoga giggled.

" Bonus times, Yank. Let balance, behind is eluted, the front must also be eluted." Yoga grinned, keeping Natasha busy removing her husband's naughty hands from her two assets.

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Lama² they both kok jd couple mesyum, sih🤔

Btw in the chapter about the bachelorette party Rico, friends² Yoga said if the Yoga type is a calm and quiet girl? Well their girls are meant to be the same as the girl referred to Yoga here🤭

Oh yeah, a few chapters ahead Yoga will play around in RTB ya gaes, just look at the novel👇

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