Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Thinking Again

Gandhi was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Chaca into his arms. His hand gently rubbed Chaca's back which continued to tremble.

"Darling," call Gandhi soft.

"You don't feel sorry for your sisters, do you? Do you not love them? What if those people can't take care of our brothers? What if they do bad things to the sisters?" chaca's screams hit Gandhi's chest.

Santi and the others left Gandhi and Chaca alone. Give space and time to both.

"Darling, I understand your concern. I know your fear. But, I've traced all their foster parents. The four business partners papa and mama. They can be trusted, dear," Gandhi said, taking off a hug and wiping away Chaca's soft tears.

Chaca was still crying. In addition to missing her sisters, Chaca is also very worried about them.

"Honey, this is all for the good of the sisters too. They will get complete affection from parents. Their lives will be more secure in the future. And ...." Gandhi was afraid to continue his words.

"They're all couples who haven't had a baby for a long time. Some have been married for 7 years, some for 10 years. Besides, I've also made a black agreement on white. If they don't take good care of their sisters, we can sue them" Gandhi said.

Sure enough, after hearing Gandhi's words, Chaca fell silent for a moment. He felt inferior and afraid if later he could not give a baby either.

Chaca embraced Gandhi more and more. His crying is getting louder. Santi who saw Chaca was getting calmer, brought them some water to drink.

"Cha, just calm down. Gandhi anticipated everything. Let's drink first" said Santi put down his drink and sat down across from them.

"If you miss, we can visit them sometime" Gandhi said, grabbing Chaca's hair and tidying it up.

Gandhi gently wiped away Chaca's tears, kissed her forehead and offered her the tea Santi had made. Chaca immediately greeted and drank it slowly.

"Oh yes, San. I'm here to tell you, if I want to open a restaurant. You help out, yeah. Later let's be taught to Chaca," Gandhi said staring at Santi but playing with Chaca's long hair.

"Is that right? Where is it, Mas?" ask Santi enthusiastically.

"In front of the Majesty Hotel, it's not open yet. Still hiring employees. So from tomorrow you can practice first after Chaca college, I call if it's ready" said Gandhi casually.

Santi nodded excitedly. He has other activities besides taking care of the house. The sisters who still live in the orphanage are all teenagers. So, it doesn't matter if it's left out.

Chaca still looks sad. Fear now crawled his body. He was afraid if he could not give offspring like the adoptive parents of his sisters.

Gandhi then took him home, seeing his wife's deteriorating mood. They say goodbye after talking for a long time.

Along the way, Chaca was silent. His eyes continued to focus out the window. Gandhi touched the back of Chaca's hand and rubbed it gently while focusing on driving with his other hand.

"Is the outside more interesting than your husband?" gandhi with a straight forward view.

Chaca turned her head for a moment, and then she took off Gandhi's hand and placed her clasped fingers on Gandhi's left cheek. "There will be nothing more interesting than my husband" Chaca said with a faint smile.

Gandhi turned his head for a while, still looking grim with sadness on Chaca's face. The man continued to talk to her to be able to divert Chaca's grief.

Although initially refused, but Mama Alice continued to force because she did not want Chaca tired. He always wished he could get a grandson.

After cleaning each other, they continued to eat dinner. Chaca just stirred up her food. Since his return, he has lost his appetite. Food always tempts Chaca.

Angered Gandhi saw him immediately pull Chaca's plate, the man painstakingly feeding his wife.

"Say dong if you want to be fed," Gandhi murmured while wiping the leftovers on Chaca's lips.

Chaca grimaced while chewing her food. Gandhi continued to feed him to the toilet. Until the moment her stomach was full, Chaca shook her head and held back her spoon.

"Udah, Honey. It's full of joy" and then gulps of water.

Gandhi stroked Chaca's head gently, then placed the plate. Chaca immediately went to wash it off. Although there was already a maid, but she was already used to washing their dishes after eating. Indeed, living alone with the husband is able to change Chaca's attitude into an independent figure.

The two then went to the room, Gandhi first sat on the bed and opened the email. Checking some applicants who have already entered. Chaca caught up with him after returning from the bathroom.

She straightened her body against her husband. Chaca pulled the blanket over her neck. Gandhi then put his phone on the nightstand. She hugged Chaca from behind.

"Darling, don't think about it" said Gandhi, brushing Chaca's long hair and starting to kiss her neck.

Indeed, basically every woman always put forward the feeling of defeating logic. Every woman wants to have a baby soon. Of course want to be the perfect woman for the happiness of her small family.

"God will give it at the right time, dear. Please, don't continue to be sad like this. How am I supposed to do?" moaning Gandhi clutched tightly onto Chaca's tiny body.

Chaca took a long breath. Actually, he also did not want to cry like this. But every offence to children or pregnancy, must feel pierced again. The woman was unable to hide her feelings in the slightest.

Gandhi turned Chaca's body, both looking at each other. Gandhi stroked the softly beautiful face in front of him.

"We must try even harder, dear," Gandhi said with a grinning smile.

Chaca then put her head on Gandhi's chest, her face was already blushing. She knew what her husband meant. She hugged her husband's body tightly. Gandhi relaxed his embrace. Then raised his wife's chin, gave a kiss on the tiny lips.

The two of them fenced each other, over time the kiss got hotter. Until they did the unification that night. Let go of each other's loving desires.

Connect~

The one that still nanyain Bryan is in the title next to ya Darling-sayangkuh...❤❤😘

It's called "The Love of Two Brothers"