FORCED CHEATING
195A REQUEST

Night crept slowly, Via felt drowsiness start to attack him. Several times he yawned while stretching his muscles that felt sore. Then he stepped about to close the window but urung done, he stood staring out. The night air feels wet, it may soon rain. Via noticed his little garden outside the window. The bougenvillain flowers no longer bloomed, the branches began to grow irregularly. Weekend later he will tidy it up, long enough he did not arrange the flower plants.

“Lho, haven't slept Dear?” Mirza entered the room and saw his wife standing in front of the window.

“New to sleep Mas.”

Mirza approached, wrapping her arms around the belly of her beautiful wife. “Mau Mas kelonin?” Goda Mirza's.

Via turned around while thawing. “Ish, why am I a baby?”

“Ya already if you do not want, let Mas kelonin our children aja.” Mirza leaned closer to Via's flat stomach. “Daddy's son dear, do you want a kelonin father? You must be tired right abis follow Mother to Bogor? Yok, bobok same father.” Mirza spoke as if the fetus in his wife's womb could actually hear her.

“Hem, I don't need mode huh?” Sahut Via while cupping his palms raised Mirza's face to face him. “Mas would want to modusin me right?” Accuse Via with a smile.

“Kok mode anyway? No dear, really.” Mirza mean. “But if you want to, yes! Hehe...” Imbuh MIrza.

“Tuuh kaaan.... issh....!” Via landed a death pinch on her husband's waist.

“Aww... aww...” Mirza grimacing.

“I've already memorized my wish Mas tau! Don't try my modusin yes, wlek..!” Via stuck out her husband's sticky tongue and headed for the bathroom.

“Eh Honey, what do you want? Don't sleep in the bathroom dong!” Mirza followed Via's steps.

“Mau peed. Wh why? Want to come?” Ask her before closing the bathroom door.

“Hmm, this later Mas pipisin you yes?” Mirza flinched.

“Basic mesuuum...!!” Screaming Via glared at his eyes, Mirza was even shocked at his wife's irritated behavior.

BRAAK!!

Mirza's laughter only stopped when Via slammed the door.

“Wow! Be careful, later if the door is dislodged how?” Seloroh Mirza then he went to close the window and turn on the AC then sat sweetly waiting for the wife on the lip of the bed.

Chequek.

Via emerged from the bathroom.

“Bobo here Darling, mas elus-elusin while singing nina song bobo.” Mirza patted the bed with a big smile on her face.

“Mas don't have to be weird. I'm so joking, my body is so tired.” Surmise Via with a sebel.

“Atutu…. Is my wife tired? Yes already here Mas pijitin.” Mirza held his wife's arm. “Rebahan here yes, Mas pijitin your feet Darling.” Mirza put Via's body on the bed.

“But really only mijitin?” Via threw a suspicious look.

“Yes my dear, you don't trust your handsome husband very much?” Mirza pinched Via's nose squash. ““Mas know you are tired, it is impossible Mas maxain jikapun Mas again kepingin.” Mirza said with a smile.

The cup!

Mirza gave a glimpse of his wife's forehead and then began to gently massage the wife's legs. Via also seemed relaxed and began to enjoy her husband's most kind and loving hand massage. In her heart she gave thanks for the gift of God that gave her a super kind and caring husband like Mirza Mahendra. Her husband is multimedia, ehh. In addition to the cooking and skillful beberes house, it turns out the pinter mijit as well.

“Mas?” call Via lirih still with closed.

“Ya, Dear.”

“You closed the window huh?”

“Iya. Why then?”

“I love the air Mas, seger. Kayak smell ampo.” Mumbled Via.

“Maybe somewhere else it's raining, Darling.” Mirza continued to massage his wife's feet.

“Iya. Dong Mas is reopened. I want to breathe the aroma.”

“But later the mosquito comes in, Darling.”

“Mas, this is a request for baby dede.” Via opened his eyes and looked at the husband who was directly jiper.

“Alright, my wife.” Mirza runs to open the window, then grabs the remote AC pressing off.

“Sit here Mas.” Via stroking the mattress next to him.

“Kan Mas again mijitin you, Darling?”

“The massage is easy, my feet are no longer pegel kok Mas.”

“Totally?”

“Iya. Now I want to hug you.” Rajuk Via spoiled.

Mirza was sitting next to his wife leaning on the headboard of her soft mattress. “What is also the demand of dede baby, hm?” Mirza rubbed his wife's head gently on her thigh.

“Request her mom this time.” Via smiled as he wrapped his hands around her waist. “I want to sleep while I hug you Mas. You don't go, I'm sure until morning.”

“Hm, can-can gout dong Darling your husband is sleeping while sitting kayak gini until morning?”

“Ish, Mas nih no romantic-romantic so husband. Time to hug can not be?”

“Eh, not that Dear. Yes …. It's up to you, honey. Want to hug while lying down until the front can also really. I would love it if I just encok mah.” Mirza immediately pacified his wife who since returning from Bogor is like a great fatheran.

“That dong.” Via fixed his position.

Mirza again stroked his wife's hair as smooth as silk.

“Mas, as from tomorrow you do not use perfume deh.” Say it suddenly.

“Why do you love?” Mirza wonder.

“I don't like you smell nice later kiss each other women so have a crush on you again.” The answer is quite unexpected.

“Wah, Mas's wife is now jealous huh?” Goda Mirza's.

“Not much protest! anyway from tomorrow don't peke perfume!”

“Iya Darling, whatever you ask Mas takamin.”

“Good.” Via smiled happily as he rubbed his face on the belly of her husband rich bread jabrik. (haahaa, torn bread is not ordinary uda?)😂😂

Mirza is anxious with the behavior of his wife who why besides baperan is also so spoiled?

“Darling, it's good that you received Bu Elin's suggestion this afternoon.” Tukas Mirza recalled Bu Elin's advice to his wife this afternoon when he picked up Via at his office when he had just arrived from Bogor. “Besok you do not need to go to work first, Mas worried you exhausted later.”

“I'm fine, Mas.” Reject Via. “Bu Elin is too good to be the leader, that's all I told you not to go to work?”

“That means he's the Boss of attention. Meningan you obedient, tomorrow Mas spoiled you all day long so you are satisfied to rest at home. Later you can ask anything, surely Mas takamin.”

“No want, I'll keep going to work Mas.” Via kekeh.

“Come Darling. They worry about you. During this pregnancy, you have never asked for anything, right? Not like the first time pregnant, Mas want you to ask for what it is. Later Mas masakin or Mas can buyin.” Persuade Mirza.

“Nggak Mas, I don't want anything anymore.”

“Emang you don't crave it?” Mirza is a bit strangely curious.

“Yes don't know, I used to.”

“Padahan Mas hope you ask for a unique-unique kayak when pregnant first it.” Mirza

Little disappointed.

“My request is just tomorrow pingin enter work.” Via remains tight.

“Hem, it's up to you, baby. You are more aware of your own condition.” Mirza finally gave up.

“Yes already, so don't let!” Cebik.

Heh... The feeling from earlier talking wrong continues huh? it looks like the second Via kehamilin is more sensitive hormones. Good intentions people are even said to be lebay!

“Mas, you mengedumel in heart huh?” Via asked surprised Mirza who was again monologuing in the heart.

“Ah... no kok Darling.”

How could he know?

“Do not lie Mas.” Via tilted his head looking at the bead of the husband's eyes. “You must be talking to me, right? Why am I sensitive, baperan.”.

“Nagang Darling, no..” Mirza tried to convince.

“Awas if ngatain me yes, later his nose feathers longer you know!”

“Hem, good dong let kayak Samson be your husband's blessing.”

“That's a glutinous feather Mas!”

“That's important both feathers ah!”

“Ish, are you really Mas? Can't debate pregnant women!”

“Ya Mas who started first?” Via wants to go again.

“Iya yes... sorry Mas ya? Sorry for your beautiful sum.”

Via Manyun then moved the position of grabbing a pillow and sleeping bolts against Mirza.

“Honey, he says he wants to sleep through Mas ampe morning?” Mirza slid her body beside Via.

“Ngak be. Mas resek!”

Mirza didn't talk anymore, she grabbed his wife's body by the back. Via did not dodge, enjoying the warm embrace of her husband. Slowly their eyes began to close, the dream goddess overtook the two. They fell asleep for a few hours until Mirza felt something bite her cheek.

PLOK!

Mirza hit her right cheek, apparently a mosquito just kissed her without excuse.

Mirza let go of her embrace slowly turning her gaze towards the wide-open window. By dragging her steps Mirza towards the window meant to close it.

“Mas?” Call Via with a hoarse voice.

“Ya Dear.”

“Where are you?”

“You close the window, baby. Mosquitoes bite nih make itchy.” MIrza scratched her flushed cheeks.

“I laper Mas.”

“Laper?” Mirza glanced at the wall clock, which showed at 12pm a few minutes past. “Mas see first yes in the refrigerator no groceries what.”

“I want to eat stir-fry kale use sprouts, use a lot of chili let pedes. It looks really good deh.”

“Tumis kale?” Mirza glared in disbelief.

Via nodded.

“Middle of the night like this? Where is the greengrocer open, Darling.”

"Yes find dong!"

"Where to find, honey? Nobody sells vegetables at this hour."

“Yes, I just didn't. But tomorrow morning I wake up to be there!” Via turned her back on her husband.

“Darling, you ate something else first huh if that?” Persuade Mirza.

Via flaring.

“Mas make peanut butter bread huh?”

Via flailing again.

“sayang, sorry Mas ..”

Via took it off and covered her ears in a sign that she would not listen to her husband again. Mirza could only sigh deeply.

Geez! My wife craves it very soon anyway, just ask for kale stir-fry? But ask him at this hour? Yes, there is Mbak Kunti selling vegetables at this hour. Hiyy! 😱😱😱

Mirza looked at the wife's back. Then set the waker, he does not want to bad luck and disappoint his wife

Meanwhile, in a different place, a man was sitting alone in the dim light. The increasingly cold night air pierced the bones like he had not ignored. A cup of black coffee on his desk just leaves the dregs. He then swept his gaze around and roughed his face with a heavy sigh that escaped his lips.

Nostalgic coffee shop already looks quiet, the visitors have moved on from a few minutes ago. Maybe because of the cold air so that the place that is usually still crowded until midnight this already feels lonely.

“Mas, Mas Danar wants to sleep in the store or ...”

“I slept here. If you want to go home, go home.” Potng Danar to Ari who approached him.

Ari did not immediately leave, he saw a different look at his boss who was like his own brother.

“Ngapain you are still here?” Danar put on tapang jutek.

“Emh, yes I helped others rice-rice first abis it I went home Mas.” Said Ari then left Danar joined with other store employees who again beberes. Ari was surprised by his boss, Ari's mind was now filled with questions.

Danar looks like there's a problem. Usually he does that, always sleeping in the store if there is a problem again. I haven't seen her gloomy looks like that for a long time.she usually never quite that bad.I'm sure if it's not a work problem, it must be a love problem that is again experienced by Mas Danar. Is Mas Danar heartbroken again, like that first? his mind seems so fucked. But whose heartbreak is it?

“Heh, if you work, don't dream!” Danar tau-tau already belakan Ari who is cleaning the table with irregular movements while dumbfounded.

“Eh! Mas danar?” Ari shocked.

“Udah, go home! Lock it from the outside, I have a spare key!” Danar drove to the room at the back of the tavern which was intended for him if he spent the night in the tavern.

Ari and some friends throw views at each other as if asking Mas Danar again why? Then they were both shaking each other while shrugging their shoulders. Without wasting much time, they finally chose to leave.

Checklek

Danar locked the bedroom door from the inside and slammed his body into the bed. Again he nodded heavily. He made both of his arms as pillows, his gaze straight towards the ceiling of the room.

FLASH BACK ON

“Grace?” Mumbled Danar.

His throat suddenly choked, his legs felt heavy. He stopped his steps with a difficult look.

“Hai, Danar.” Sapa Grace's. “How are you?” He rises near.

Danar was speechless, his face flat almost expressionless. Grace understood what was now being felt by the man in front of her, she dared to walk closer.

“Danar, I want to apologize.” Ogre Grace withholding all the vibrations she felt in her chest. His man now looks so established and more charming.

Danar Hadi Pramana, a simple young man who is very unpretentious has indeed stolen his heart long ago. Her kind and sincere personality made Grace very amazed,

Grace realized she was in love with the handsome young man when she was a teenager. He had just moved from Australia with his parents. Grace's father is the older sister of Bu Elin, so it's no wonder they are very familiar because they often meet at Bu elin's house, plus they go to the same school and go to the same college. Gayung together, it turns out Danar also has the same feeling with him. Danar only dared to declare his love when they stepped on the final semester. They are also more eager to finish college because they both have dreams of getting married after graduation.

“Danar, have you still not forgiven me?” Grace said back because she saw Danar still silent without a word. “Danar me ...”

“I've forgiven you.” Danar raised his hand gesturing for Grace not to get any closer.

Grace stopped, just a few steps away. Smile at the knot on his face. “Still. I know I'm so guilty of you.”

“Already, don't discuss it again. I've forgotten it.” Danar said with an almost expressionless face.

They're dousing. Grace was busy arranging her heart, she tried not to look nervous even though she was so passionate about hugging the man she missed so much. he also thought hard how to convey his heart to the person who had been so disappointed.

while Danar cursed his mother who blatantly lied to him. He did not expect to be reunited with the person who had ruined all the biggest dreams and hopes of his life.

“You didn't ask how I am? Haven't we seen each other for a long time?” Finally Grace tried to melt the ice between them.

“If you're not good, there's no way you're here right?” Danar pulled the corner of her lips.

Uh! That smile, that cynical but sweet smile. Since Danar was so, he was impressed. Grace really misses that kind of smile.

“Danar, I'm happy to see you again.” Grace expressed the feelings she had been holding back. “You look more established and …. Handsome.” Grace was a little down at the end of her sentence.

“I don't want to be praised.” Sahut Danar indifferent. “if you come here only for a stale bus should come again tomorrow because I am tired of taking a break.” Danar turned his steps.

“Danar, wait!” Grace chased. He stood right in front of Danar. Netra looked at each other deeply and very closely. “Do you really forgive me?” Lirih Grace as she reached for Danar's hand, her gaze looking for earnestness in the gaze of the man she adored who was now in front of her.

Danar is transfixed, he sinks into the memories of his past. Gracia Amarta, a beautiful and smart girl. Her jovial and friendly personality makes her always carried away so cheerful even though Danar is not a person who is too expressive. Grace was a near-perfect girl in Danar's eyes, almost flawless. But that was before he had inflicted such a deep wound on his heart.

“I told you that, right? I've forgiven you.” Danar took his hand from Grace's grasp and cast a glance in any direction. “Did you not cry?”

“Then I have one request.” Grace.

“What?”

“See here first.” Grace shook Danar's arm.

Inevitably Danar looked back at the beautiful face that had become his heart's lover. “What's your request?”

“Can we restart everything from the beginning?”

FLASH BACK OFF

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