
Arby stared at the people in front of him.
"Go there you guys! I want to spend time with my bebeb. To make a child."
"Make children, make children! The one inside hasn't come out yet."
"But we can't sniff us. Your kids say you've got a virus, so you're moving them to their opa house."
"Yes, he said we have to look after you 24 hours."
Ar y widened his eyes, he would be alone with his wife, why these giant rioters even came, after he managed to send his children to his parents' house.
It turns out that there are more cheaters than him, namely his own children.
"Bodo very, bye. It's up here what's where." Arby hugs Freya, peeping at her chubby cheeks.
"You smell so good, Yang. Wanted to keep you going."
The others snorted, you don't see the place.
"See the place if you want to be friendly."
"Well, this is our home. Sirih who you came. Go home!"
"Duh, my office makes a big splash, anyway." Arby's heating them up.
Freya clucked in annoyance. These people, including her own husband, always rioted.
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Arby does not want to go to the office, he wants to be with his wife who is also at home. The man rubbed Freya's growing belly. I can't wait for the birth of their fifth child. Arby's been pretty baper lately. Sometimes she likes to cry silently. He was truly grateful and felt moved, able to get a gift of this magnitude. I don't know what he and Chiro would have been if they hadn't met Freya again, it would have been very empty.
Being asked like that, instead of making Arby stop teaching, it made her cry even bigger.
"I'm moved, Yang. You are truly the most beautiful gift of my life." The man hugged Freya tightly. His breath was a little claustrophobic, but still at a whim.
Freya rubbed Arby's back, on this dimly lit night, the couple shared feelings. Arby still never told Freya that he had read the diary. Even whenever he could not sleep, he would secretly read it again, and again.
There is never a word bored. As if in doing so, she was reminiscing with Freya, reminiscing about her colorful past. Black, gray, white, and the longer the color.
Just by hugging Freya alone, it was not satisfied to express all her feelings. Revealing the word love every day is never enough.
They still hugged in silence, feeling the tremors in Arby's body still crying. There are a lot of trials that they face to get to this stage. Not just for Arby, but for Freya.
The world that was once so dark for Arby when it was abandoned by Freya, is now brightly lit.
Arby's face is so swollen. Prayer stroking Freya's hair. Hair that had never existed because of the disease experienced by his wife, now appears more beautiful in the vision of Arby.
Everything Freya has is beauty. Want the woman to be happy, laughing, or angry because of anxiety with her or the children.
Arby kept looking at the beautiful face that had now been sleeping. Smear the whole area of Freya's face with more affection and love.
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Happy fasting for those who run. May his worship be good, yes.