FORCED CHEATING
181POSITIVE

At 07:10 am Via woke up with a panicked face and jumped down from the bed running to the bathroom. Mirza who was still wrapped in a blanket after the second fight earlier today was not disturbed by the excitement Via. Hose ten minutes Via exit the bathroom with a towel on the head and immediately look for the hair dryer. Unfortunately if again in a hurry once he forgets naroh where the hair dryer. Via unpacking dresser drawers, drawer cabinets, drawer nakas but nil. The towel on his head several times sagged making him more upset himself, various sounds he created finally stopped by Mirza's ears.

“Honey, what's so noisy?” Mirza asked, rubbing both eyes.

Via did not reply. Now he is busy looking for his work clothes because the hair dryer is never found.

“Darling, how did he get asked hm?” Mirza tau-tau swooped up Via from behind.

“Mas, ish lebarin! I'm in a hurry!” Via tried to break away, he was busy with buttons on his shirt right now. After he finished he turned on the fan intending to dry his hair.

“Udah no AC why still use the fan? You're angry, honey?”

“I want to get hair. Do you know my hair dryer?” Via asked opened the towel wrapped around his head.

“It looks like it's in the kitchen.” Answer Mirza plain.

“In the kitchen? Why is it in the kitchen?” Via was shocked to interfere in wonder.

Mirza. “That time mas use make ngeringin watch that plastered in the washing machine, hehe...”.

“Not talking cake from earlier? I know I'm looking everywhere, even diem!” Ketus.

“Ye, wasn't the name just now?” Mirza doesn't want to be wronged.

“Ya has taken it! A little later, where my hair is still wet again!”

“Good, Mistress.” Mirza darted into the kitchen and immediately returned with the hair dryer in her hand. “This Mistress. May I help dry her hair, Mistress?” Mirza asked in a soft made-up voice.

“Nevent gone!” Via grabbed the hair dryer from Mirza's hand and began to straighten her hair.

Mirza sat on the lip of the bed smilingly looking at the wife who seemed to be in trouble because her long hair suddenly tangled.

“Mas, bantun dong! Even smile again, seneng ya gawiat I suffer?” Omel Via who found her husband was smiling looking at her.

“So he said no need? Now even ask for help?” Mirza.

“Sketan here, hold it! Real direction, here's the comb!” Via gave her husband a comb and hair dryer while she grabbed toner and her friends to make natural makeup on her pretty face.

Mirza was obedient, he began to comb slowly and help dry the beautiful hair of the wife.

“Aww!” Via who was serious with his eyebrow pencil suddenly squealed as his head was slightly pulled to the side because his hair on the side was also a bit tangled.

“EEh, sorry Darling.”

“Slow down dong, Mas! These are my eyebrows so off the equator?! Huh!” Upset Via saw his left eyebrow is longer than the crooked stone just now.

Via immediately tidied it back up, Mirza also gently combed his wife's long hair very carefully and painstakingly.

“Mas kalo kayak is how dry my hair is? It's a little short, right?” Omel Via again finished polishing the thin powder on his face.

“Hem, wrong tip, wrong plan. What does she want in Madam?” Mirza Gerrutu.

“What did you say just now?” Sontak Via turning over.

“Eeh, no way. That ..., anu ..”

“Udah, I'm leaving aja.” Via rose with hair that has not dried perfectly.

“We have breakfast first Darling.”

“Ngak pebet Mas, it's half an eight hours more.” Via put on his shoes and went back home looking for a motor key.

“Mas anterin Darling, briefly Wash your face first.”

“No need, more cepet ride motor Mas.”

“No, you will speed. Afraid there's nothing on the way.”

“Yes is spit!”

“Propay dong Darling. The feeling from earlier was in a hurry. Therefore install waker so as not to bad luck wake up.”

“Kok wrong me anyway Mas? Who is trying the middle of his malem guerrilla hand climbing the mountain past the valley asking for additional rations?” Via glared annoyed. “Kalo Mas is not a fad, I am not tired and do not wake up bad luck! It's good to blame me, all this because of Mas Tau!”

“Iya yes, Darling .. All that is wrong Mas. Sorry yes..” Mirza immediately approached and calmed his wife who had already exploded like cooking oil in the water. “You wait a minute yes, Mas wash your face and anterin.”

Via did not say, he threw his ass over his chair near the window while Mirza headed for the bathroom. But not yet her feet reached the bathroom door, Mirza remembered something.

“Darling, have you used the test pack?” Ask Mirza.

Via was a little surprised. “Not Mas, I forgot because hurry.”

Mirza took to the bathroom. “Cepet pack now.”

“Where can Mas? Did I pee?” Reject Via.

“Ya just peed again Darling. So how to bother?” Mirza ngeyel's.

“But I don't want to pee Mas.”

“Mas don't want to know, anyway you have to pee now. Or Mas that peed you!”

“Mas don't be weird! It'll be eight o'clock, I can be late and diomelin bos.” Via is still chortling.

“Bos are you Danar? He will not dare to prank you. If you're brave, beat him up!”

“Mas should not do dong, arbitrarily. Tomorrow, can I use the test pack?”

“No way, later you forget again Darling.”

“Ngak will.”

Mirza immediately opened the nightstand drawer. “Pake now!” Mirza puts a test pack in front of his wife's face.

“Mas I don't feel good late, yesterday was time permit ..”

“I'm your husband? You're more obedient to your boss than your husband?” Cut Mirza.

“Ck! Bummer!” Finally Via gave in and took the test pack, with her lips pursed towards the bathroom.

Mirza waited with a snyum expanding. A minute, two minutes, up to a few minutes Via has not come out until Mirza is curious.

“But really long? Is it okay for him to drink tap water again so he can pee a lot? Present, really worrying.” Mirza got up and knocked on the bathroom door.

Tok tok ….

“Darling, did you sleep in the dalem? How long?” Ask Mirza.

Chequek.

Via opened the door and his face looked flat making Mirza more and more minisirin.

“Darling, what happened? Tell your husband this?” Mirza grabbed both of his wife's shoulders, a la melodrama of his style. “Say something, don't shut up. Are you pregnant, Esmeralda?”

Slowly Via revealed the thing hidden behind his back. Suddenly both of Mirza's eyes widened with half-gawking lips saw a line of two faintly pink on the object held by his wife.

“Esperanza, do you really think you're pregnant?” Mirza said very happily so aware of her clumsiness.

THE PUK! Via patted her husband's cheek gently.

“Aduh, how to hit the pity?”

“So my real name is Esmeralda what is Esperanza?” Via keki's.

“Whatever it is up, the important thing is that you are pregnant now.” Mirza immediately pulled his wife into his arms and kissed the tip of his head.

Not wanting to dissolve in pleasure because it still holds doubts so Via slowly broke his embrace. “You should not be happy first Rudolfo, it could be the tool is broken.” Via Say.

“No, I'm sure kok.”

“But the line is so faint?”

“That's because it's not the first pee you wear Dear.”

“Yes that's why Mas don't smile first, maybe the tool does not work properly.” Via lowered his head, his heart unwillingly also actually said that, but nevertheless he still hesitated about his own silence. “Lagian, I've told you, Mas, I'm not late for the moon? Usually I get around the date ...”

“Air month right? It's the 7th, baby, it's been a few days since the beginning of the month. Udah, do not protest, anyway you are pregnant point.” Mirza is not to be denied. “If you are still in doubt, now we also check with the obstetrician.” Mirza.

“Eeeh, later on Mas. Should I go to work? Tomorrow morning, I will test again?” Via half begged.

“OK, but with one condition. Take you to the office. Mas shower first.”

“Eet! Don't protest!” Crop Mirza then grab her gawai and look for someone's number. “Halo, Danar.”

Hearing the name of Danar is said to make Via want to open his mouth to protest again, but Mirza gave isyrat with her index finger on Via to be silent.

“Sorry yes, this I want to ask for more. Via today is a bit late to enter the work papa right? Because she was vomiting, understand her name again pregnant young.”

“( ………………………..)”

“Yes, so yesterday it hurt because she was pregnant. This I only just found out because it was new in the test using test pack.”

“(……………………..)”

“Oh, yes ... later after work want to see a doctor kok.”

“(………………………..)”

“Ndon't want to say. Via kekeh tetep pingin enter the work tuh. ya already yes, thanks already ngijinin Via entered late. Sorry to trouble.”

“Mas why use a lie say I vomit all?” Omel Via as soon as her husband finished calling. “Labay tau!”

“Let's be more dramatic, Honey. Hehe ...” Mirza grinned and then pulled into the bathroom.

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Lately Rumi besides busy cooking courses he is also busy being a private teacher for Hanson. He became more frequent back and forth apartment his lover was for the sake of teaching najai the future husband.

“You should preach prayer first deh.” Rumi's proposal was to start her teaching session.

“No, Schatzi. I want short letters first.”

“Udah can Al Fatihah same Al Ikhlas already enough, others are easy to follow. Now we learn ..”

“I somewhat forgot by the letter Al Ikhlas, Schatzi.” Cut Hanson on Rumi who has just opened a complete prayer guide book.

“Ck! Are you senile or what? Was it yesterday?” Rumi was a little upset.

“I try can?”

“Yes, try it first. Watch out if you forget? Yesterday's man has memorized!”

“Eum, but Schatzi ..”

“What else but but? Not much reason yes!” Rumi glared exactly like the fierce teacher Bu. “So who asked for short letter memorization?”

“I. But there are conditions.”

“Apaan?”

“Each time I memorize one verse, you must give me one kiss.”

Rumi glared at hearing that. “That's great on you! Basic pervert!” Rumi raised her hand to land the deadly pinch but Hanson was quick to hold it.

“Kium cheeks only time can not?” Tempta Hanson naughty.

“Four verses means four times kiss dong?”

“You love bonus can also kok.” Hanson plays his eyebrows back to tease Rumi. “You yes, Schatzi? I promise, just kiss the cheek. If I lie, you can break me.”

“Waaatt.....?” Rumi meototok again. “Begitnya to be able to nyium me?” Lirih Rumi then, he looked at the face of the bule in front of him who was silent waiting for an answer.

“Where, want ya?”

“No! we are learning njai, do not make sins!”

Hanson grunted disappointedly. Actually, Rumi also wants in the heart, hihihi…. But he must be strong in faith. Danger, in the apartment only two. Rumi thought that he could not continue like this, his defensive fort might collapse too if this was the case.

“Oke, I'll find ustadz tomorrow. Now we take the holidays to learn.” Rumi finally broke up.

“Wait, why?”

“Because I'm afraid of being tempted by your kissable lips.” Rumi replied without embarrassment.

Hanson chuckled at hearing it. “Oh mein Gott! du bist so ehrlich Schatz Das hat mich uberzeugt, dich zu heiraten."

(Oh my God! You're being honest, honey. That's what makes me sure to marry you.)

“Tau ah, by the way!” Rumi Cuek then rose to the kitchen.

Hanson smile. His lover is unique, how many women he dated during his life, it feels Arumi is the most unique because it is second to none. Rumi with all his characters occupies the most special position in his heart.

Ting tung tung tung …

The sound of bells.

“Let me alone!” Hanson went to the door.

Chequek.

“Hallo. Wie geht es dir?"

(hello how are you?).Well a woman with a sweet smile framing her pretty face as soon as Hanson opens the door.

“Sofia?” Hanson muttered in disbelief.

"darf ich rein kommen?"

(may I come in?). Sofi asked with a smile still faithfully expanding on her seductive ripe lips.

A moment Hanson flutter. He can't let Sofi in because Arumi's inside.

"nicht. Ich habe keine Geste." (no. I'm not accepting guests) Hanson replied firmly.

Sofi plays her hair with a wink while leaning her shoulders on the door frame, her gaze made so cute.

"Our es wahr? Ice tut mir leid, aber ich wollte Ihnen ein Angebot machen." (really? Though I want to make an offer), said Sofi pretending to be sad.

"Ich bin auch nicht daran interessiert, Angebote anzunehmen." (i also have no interest in accepting any offers).

Sofi racked her brain. In his heart he cursed the man who had been his contract girlfriend for two years who stood in front of him. Blagu terribly? Did he reject me because of Rumi? Huh, wait for me everywhere the same rancid? ngapain also try him to be willing to date even to want to marry all the same sompak girl.

“Sofia, Wenn es nichts mehr zu bereden gibt, kannst du gehen." (if there is nothing to talk about you can go.)

Sofi was struck by Hanson's words just now. She ngusir me? Really?

“hast du mich rausgeschmissen?" (did you kick me out?)" sofi asked back with a sad look made-up while stroking her stomach that began to bulge. "Hast du das noch nie gesagt ....

"(didn't you ever say that ..)

“Baby, who came?” Rumi from the inside.

Is that... Like Arumi's voice? Sofi's mind was shocked. Whatwasthat? Baby…? He called Hanson baby?

“How long is it anyway?” Shouted Rumi again.

“Wait, Schatzi. Moment ...” Hanson replied, he started to panic because Sofi was still staring in front of him while rubbing his stomach.

A schatzi? Hmh! Hanson call him schatzi? What the fuck? Sofi growled inwardly, her face already heating up. He really did not think the relationship Rumi and her ex-boyfriend contract was that close.

“Baby, spout! I've made you a drink.”

Map ... tap .. tap ….

As Rumi's footsteps approached, Hanson held his breath while waiting for what would happen because his future wife would meet with his contract ex-girlfriend.

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