Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 107

After drying her body, Nila came out of the bathroom. He saw, Fatan was already leisurely sitting on the sofa while watching television. He still wears a kimono towel to cover his body as well as a small towel that is deliberately rolled on his head.

"Here, dear," called Fatan as he waved, telling Nila to come closer to him. He also patted the empty sofa next to him.

Nila nodded obediently while smiling. "What's up, Mom?" she asked when she was sitting side by side with her husband.

Fatan grabbed the paperbag, then gave it to Nila. "This is a gift for you. Because you want to conceive my child and love me for who I am" she said with shady eyes that made Nila's heart melt like mozzarella cheese.

In a split second, Nila choked to the point of not being able to say anything. He stared at the paperbag a moment ago turned to her husband. But there was no smile on her face.

"Mas, can make me smile. But Mas, I don't love you for who you are" Nila replied with a serious look. Sontak Fatan immediately pulled the paperbag back.

"Well, what is it?" knock the guy. From his response he looked angry and unaccepted. Nila could have said that. Makes himself very upset.

Because he did not want Fatan to get more misunderstood, Nila also immediately tried to straighten it out.

"Yes ... If I love you for who you are, our relationship will not grow. We can't make changes to ourselves in our relationship for the better. The feeling may remain the same, but if we still stop in that place even though we ourselves are not comfortable, how? Communication becomes reduced, without realizing later that there is love will be lost. The point is, I'm just like any other woman. That is to want to love and be loved by the husband properly, given enough material, as well as affection and love every day," explained Nila. Tutut he said that gently made Fatan choked when he heard it.

So Fatan thought, "Are there women like Nila? Have mature thinking, beautiful, soft speech, good attitude. I feel lucky to get it" he said in his heart.

"What did you eat, honey?" Not just asking, Fatan even touched Nila's forehead with the back of his hand. The man looked at the wonder of his wife. Fatan must be vigilant, maybe after this Nila actually sulked.

But apparently Nila just sighed, for a moment keumudian also said, "Didn't eat anything really, just had to tell each other's story with mother," he answered honestly

"This fix is your poison." Fatan shook his head. While Nila directly raised her eyebrows.

"It's okay dong as long as the poison is good and can strengthen our relationship" Nila timpal casually said.

"Yes. Yes, dear." Fatan chuckled and then kissed his wife's forehead. "I love you so much, everyday and forever."

Nila also chuckled. "I love you too, my husband," he replied, then kissed the right and left cheeks and forehead of Fatan. "So .... ?" Nila glanced towards the paperbag. Coded her husband.

"So ?" However, Fatan was not even aware of what was coded by Nila.

To the extent that Nila even rolled her lazy eyeballs. "Is that a gift for me or not?"

"Oh yeah, here's your present." Fatan felt clumsy and misbehaved. He gave it to his wife.

Nila smiled again and hugged Fatan and gave a crammed ci-uman on her face.

"Thank you, Husband!" exclaim Nila then opened the paperbag. How surprised for the second time, both hands of Nila to vibrate while removing an item from the paperbag.

"Well, Honey ... Why are you crying?" Fatan who panicked until confused how to. He is not good at this. But on the other hand, when Nila mentioned the name Bayu, Fatan did not like. Still Nila remembered him, Fatan thought so.

"I'm just surprised you gave me this gift. Huaaaahaahahaah." Nila was crying more and more.

Fatan hugged his wife tightly. "Cup, cup, cup. Don't cry anymore ... There I am here. Mending now you change clothes. Keep coming with me, "call him

A few minutes later, Nila's cry stopped with the position still held by Fatan.

"Udah ya don't cry anymore," persuaded the man while taking off his embrace and then stared fixedly at the wife.

Nila nodded slowly, then she stood up and went straight to the changing room to wear the clothes that her husband had bought. Truly, the sadness that he has been through patiently now produces endless happiness. Sometimes Nila regretted saying 'but at that moment'. Because actually behind the sadness he experienced first, making him learn a lot and he can enjoy the results in the present.

Sometimes, we don't need someone who just says love all the time. But it turns out that what is needed is more people who know ourselves, who can be more than ourselves. That's why, soul mate is a mystery.

As felt by Nila. The woman was very happy to wear the clothes given by her husband. Even though Nila knew the price of her clothes and shoes was not cheap.

"Where, Mas .. does it fit?" nila asked when she came out of the dressing room and showed it to Fatan.

"It's a good fit, honey. You are beautiful, much more beautiful!" praise Fatan while raising both of his thumbs. "Two thumbs for you!"

"Cock just two, Mas? Four dong!" nila protested and pursed her lips.

"My hands are two, honey. Two more from where?" ask Fatan. The man looked confused. He thought hard to find the answer.

"Ituloh Mas from his extra toe. So it's four, right?" tilapia Nila.

Sontak Fatan immediately remembered his two legs. "Keep me up too?"

"Well if you can!" sahut Nila then shrugged both of his shoulders at the same time.

"Most play with your mother. So the virus. I want to protest ah same mother!" Fatan was about to stand up from his seat. But immediately Nila prevented it.

"Eh no! If not my friend's mother in this house, who? Aunts? Kan all on the same busy task each," protested Nila again. His face looked sad and his eyes began to glaze over.

Fatan was filled to see Nila's gaze at him at this moment. "Yes, sorry, baby. I don't mean to make you sad." The man immediately got out of his seat and approached his wife and took her into his arms.

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