Gannaya, My Adore
GMA 2: Love From Junior High.

"Shut up, Adel!" exclaimed Gana, for a moment had thrown Adela on the lip of the bed. The child was still crying, first because of being bullied, second because his mother suddenly scolded him.

"Sleep in the bathroom, yeah!" Gana glared at his eyes. He clasped Adela's hand to take to the bathroom, it felt like Gana had lost consciousness. From her hiccups Adela tried to stop the crying. He survives unwilling to be pulled by Gana.

"For example, Mah" he said with trembling lips.

"Gana ...," called Mama whose steps had already arrived in the room and Maura behind her. Adela cut off Gana's hand, she ran over to her grandmother. "Sir, endong!" her door. Mama also carried the curly.

Gana gave a rough breath. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed. "What's wrong with you, son?" asked Mama who sat down with Gana.

Gana shook her head and replied, "Again tired, Mah."

"There is something different about you, Gana said. If there's a problem don't keep it alone" Maura said.

Gana silence. Remembering last night's events really rained down on his tribe. Bad guess swirling around in the head. The loyalty that Ammar had given him during his eleven-year marriage seemed to be meaningless to believe. Jealousy has ruined everything.

And he decided to keep shaking. "There's nothing, brother," he replied. However, the smile review is not yet visible. Gana's rails still felt stiff. He's still tight. But he also did not want to humiliate his husband. Aib's husband is also her aunt. In his head was branching, wanted to believe Ammar's words but in the corner of his heart, he was still disappointed, angry and did not accept.

Mama stroked Gana's shoulder. "If you're tired, take a break. If you're bored, refreshing, son. Especially if you are pregnant. Everything that looks will feel more sensitive one level. Just as good as your mind to make it better. If you want a vacation, nothing. Go together Ammar, let the children here with Mama and Papa," said Mama.

For all you know, Gana is in a phase of tired, tired, bored with her household. Taking care of the husband, the children are many and because Gana is pregnant young. Not because there are other factors.

Gana finally smiled. He nodded, looking at Mama. "Thank you very much, Mah." Gaining understanding in-laws and being willing to understand his condition was a priceless sustenance.

Basically, Gana is a strong woman. Evidently he was able to master the field of the household for many years, only taking care of five children and being pregnant, three of them are already large no longer need to be bathed, bathing, Adela took care of yesterday. He was just busy with Alda and the baby in the womb, not a problem that was quite strange for him.

But, because what shook was another woman. Making Gana angry, his confidence is lacking. Especially with Yanti, young, legit and sexy. The number two face that mattered her body was tantalizing. He was afraid Ammar would turn away. Gana loved the man dearly, the man who had repeatedly sown seeds in his womb.

"Mah, mimi ..," Alda reached out to Gana's neck from Maura's sling. Gana grabs Alda and he immediately nurses.

"There really isn't a problem, Gana? Same as Ammar?" ask Maura again.

Gana sighed, to remove the tightness in the chest. He looked at Maura's eyeballs as if he wanted to be honest but here there was Mama. He did not want to make my mother worried and anxious. If you get sick, she will be blamed.

"Nothing, Brother. Me and Ammar are fine" Gana replied. And Maura doesn't believe it. As if he understood, that Gana must be hiding something. He hasn't discussed. Because not only Gana lost the mood when she arrived at this house, Ammar was the same, as if there was no passion.

"Tomorrow does not need to fast, yes. Your content is still young. Nausea's just as vomiting is still, isn't it?" ask Mama.

"Now just every morning, Mah. Just once in a while, if you wake up late, still vomit ...."

"Yes, don't fast yet" replied Mama.

"If I were, Grandma? Weather ndak?" asked Adela who was in my seat Mama, She looked up at her Grandma's neck.

"You're a kid, kid. Not strong fasting" answered Mama.

"Train me to caull!" he wiped the snot that wanted to come down from his nostrils.

Maura smiled. He pulled the edge of Adela's shirt to wipe the snot completely dry from her niece's nose. "Yes, he'll wake up."

Adela smiled happily, she did not sulk anymore.

"But it has to be fasting, yes. You can't eat the same drink until the Maghrib" Maura said.

Adela's smile dimmed, she grimaced. "Well, what is it, Ante? Nanih if ndak mamam, I die dong ..." Adela's lips monstrosity forward.

Everyone laughed at his words.

Gana rubbed Adela's cheek which she had snapped because she held back her irritation. He kissed the boy. "I'm sorry Mama, yes, son,"

From her face that was still wet from traces of tears, Adela nodded. "Yes, Mah."

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Adela and Triple A sleep with their cousins in the upper room. So here are just the two of them.

Ammar grabbed the remote and turned off the television, in the silence of the room he wanted to seduce his wife again. His chest was relieved, because Gana was not to the heart to tell Yanti's problem to her family.

"Why be killed 'sih, Bang! I still want to watch!" grunts Gana. It's still ketus.

Ammar shakes. The man smeared the intersection of Gana's chin, Gana until closed his eyes because the kiss that Ammar gave so warm and soft. "It's night, you have to sleep" he said.

Ammar unraveled the kiss and looked at Gana's eyeballs that began to open again. "Still angry, brother?"

Gana looked at Ammar without any reply. The iris of his eyes reddened again holding the puddle of clear water that he wanted to shed. Ammar commented a smile. He kissed the eyelids and shed Gana's tears.

"Still not believing the same, brother?" repeated again. Gana immediately hugged her husband's neck. The pregnant woman was crying.

"Any flight didn't lie to me?" he asked in a groan of tears. It feels peaceful, can relieve yourself.

During the marriage, even though Gana was sulking, she would not leave Ammar for more than three hours. Especially now that she is pregnant, more often want to hug Ammar kiss the man's neck, although Ammar always thrashing amused.

Ammar nodded, stroking Ganaya's back gently. "I love you more than I sit on the Junior High. Wait for you to twelve years. You are the same as some of the men you are dating. You never thought I existed.

Until finally I can fail your marriage with your future husband. And in our marriage, I have to wait another year, let your love be present for me. And take you away, hide you so we can live happily even though I have to bear the burden of being away from our extended family.

In total, it's been twenty-three years, Dek. Brother loves you. You are a part of me, brother. The prayer that never recedes is to age with you, to raise children. Ngurusin you alone, sometimes Abang still feels not right, let alone have to take care of other women. Can't you see your brother's love struggle with you?"

Gana was silent in tears. Finally he nodded. Although until this moment he still does not remember his past, and only knows the past of various stories, but hearing the touch of the heart that Ammar gave just now, makes his chest full. So great was the sacrifice of her husband to her.

Should he doubt Ammar? Especially after the chaos last night, the next morning Ammar has returned Yanti to the foundation. The man apologized because the misunderstanding made Yanti no longer have a job. Ammar did it anyway, so that his wife would know that Ammar would prefer her.

Ammar gives five times the salary to Yanti, and the woman is happy. He said for business capital in the village no longer need to be a Baby sitter.

"May ask everyone how your brother feels about you, Dek."

Gana. His heart is sad, sorry for not believing and doubting.

"Yes, Bang. Sorry ...."

Ammar unravels decapan. He sprang his wife's wet face with swollen eyelids. "So believe it, right?"

Gana whose chest was still going up and down held the hiccup to extinguish, nodded. "Believe it, Bang." Fortunately, he followed his heart to remain silent and did not want to tell this matter to Maura and Mama.

Ammar smiled as he kissed his wife's cheek again. "Eating, yeah. Brother bribe. You haven't had dinner yet. Cassian our son," said Ammar. He caressed Gana's stomach.

"Buy outside, yuk, bang. We're eating fried rice," Gana's pinta.

For the sake of the wife and child in the womb, and Gana's trust has returned, no longer sulking. And so, Ammar is.

"Come, sweetie."

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So much so, Gana when is the memory behind, thor?

Gana's memories won't come back, guys. And don't ask me why, because I want it this way.

Gana who used to be Gana who was difficult to manage, emotional, brave as a husband. I want a calm, patient and obedient wife. His position here Ammar is younger than Gana. So I wanted Ammar to be the one whom his wife had matured. Why remember the bitter past, if the future is happier. Living with a loved one, already having children and staying together with two extended families.

Forgetting memories is not as easy as getting vibrated in the head instantly remember, guys. The process is indeed long, let alone a fatal accident in Gana certainly not as easy to return as before.

So, respect my outline, yeah, I'm a 'slave

Happy Fasting Service.