HEART
The Last Episode (END)

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4 Months later…

It did not feel now the tiny baby boy that Aira gave birth to at the risk of his life was four months old. Her body that contained made Aira unable to bear with her son. In fact, Aira did not want to part the goods for a second with Arka.

“Honey, we are rarely alone lately.” said Ilham in a slightly spoiled tone.

Meanwhile, Aira was only able to smile amusedly at the words of her husband. Her husband was often sulking and said that the man was jealous of his two sons.

“Kan I'm busy taking care of Arka Sama Irzan, Mas.” replied Aira lightly.

Inspiration no longer answers the words of the wife. The man hugged Aira's body and tightened it as if reluctant to take off the hug and stay away from Aira.

“Unda!” pekik Irzan made Aira quickly push the chest of the field of Inspiration.

Ilham who found the presence of his first son suddenly rolled his eyes panted. If it had been like this, he would have been difficult to be alone with Aira.

“What's the matter dear?” sahut Aira brought Irzan's body into his lap.

“Zan want to play adek,” great-grandson Irzan with an adorable sounding voice.

“Kan adeknya again sleeping Zan, play it later if adek Arka is awake?” persuade Aira with a soothing voice for Irzan.

With doubt the toddler nodded his head briefly. Inspiration drew near to his wife and son. One of his hands grabbed Aira's waist and hugged her possessively.

“Irzan play gih sama nany, the mother wants to borrow first with Father.” chirped Ilham make both eyes of Aira glare perfectly.

“What am I,” muttered Aira while grunting annoyed.

“Ndon't want, Zan wants to cama Bunda!” reject Irzan raw.

Ilham bent his face hearing the son's reply. Honestly, he often felt jealous when he found his son was more often near his wife.

His time with Aira is decreasing. They now have a 4-month-old baby.

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The squeaking sound of the bathroom door opening made Aira take her eyes off the adorable face of baby Arka. The woman looked at her husband who was drying his hair using a small towel with a look of admiration.

“Dad's son has woken up,” said Ilham as he approached Aira and his son who is now being carried by Aira.

“Iya Father, Arka is full of boboya,” said Aira while mimicking the voice of a small child.

“Such a handsome boy, whose child is this?” With anxiety, Ilham dyed the entire surface of the baby Arka to make the handsome little baby squealed with joy.

Aira smiled broadly at the interaction of her husband and her little son.

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Next day..

Aira raised both corners of her lips when she saw Irzan, who was playing with her favorite toy. The woman approached Irzan and stroked Irzan's head. The boy looked up his head staring at Claudia.

“Nda,” muttered Irzan with a spoiled sounding voice.

Irzan crawled and inched to sit his butt on the pagkuan Aira. His head rested on Aira's chest. Aira gave a small chuckle seeing Irzan's spoiled attitude like this. However, his hand was stretched out again wiping his son's mane.

“Which father?” asked Irzan while raising his head.

“Daddy again outside darling.. Same with Arka. Kak Irzan same Mother first yes.” said Aira tried to give understanding to Irzan.

Irzan nodded his head funny. His lips did not stop chattering with the language mastered by the three-year-old toddler. The sound of the door whistling shifted Irzan's focus away from the toy he was holding.

“Yes,” call Irzan when his round eyes see the presence of Ilham who has entered the room.

Inspiration to express his smile. “What's Dad's son playing?” asked the man while sitting his body next to the wife's body.

“Sini, Kak Irzan is the same Dad first. Dedek Arka nya mimi grandson,” said Ilham while handing Arka body into the arms of Aira.

Sontak Irzan immediately turned to sit on his father's lap. His tiny hand played the big fingers of Ilham. Ilham also rubbed his son's black mane while pecking Irzan's head pecked fondly.

After embracing Arka's body, Aira immediately unbuttoned her shirt and took out one of her pa*udaya. The little lips of Arka welcomed the object well. Both eyes looked into the eyes of the Mother who now displays a sweet smile.

“Izan want no more adek?” ask Ilham in the silence that occurred.

Irzan looked up at Ilham. “Adek? Kan adek Alka..” he said in slurred language.

Ilham's face looked grim hearing his wife's words. “Kok you that's it, which? I ‘kan want to have another child.. If you can, women. Surely our house will be crowded by the voices of children.” said the man.

Aira sighed for a moment. “Mending you sleep first Irzan. His eyes are already red, he must be sleepy.” said Aira made Ilham look at the face of his first son with clingy.

Ilham lifted Irzan into his carriage. The adult man walked out of the room and into Irzan's room. Indeed, he had prepared a room for his children later. Ilham wanted to teach his sons to be independent children from an early age.

Of course it was still under his and the wife's supervision. Ilham installed a cctv camera in Irzan's room. The man did not want anything unwanted to happen to his eldest son.

Ilham turned the knob of Irzan's room door slowly. The man walked closer to the bed. His hand painstakingly rubbed Irzan's back up and down. Not long after, Irzan was already asleep in his sleep.

With great care, Ilham laid down his son's body on a mattress, each side of which was given a small fence so that the son would not fall to the floor. There was a hairy carpet underneath.

Ilham turned off the light switch and closed Irzan's room door slowly. Slowly his foot stepped away from the son's room.

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The wall clock is showing at nine o'clock in the evening. Irzan and baby Arka have been sleeping since. Coincidentally, at his house was the arrival of Mami Dita and Nindia. So, the two sons slept with the middle-aged woman.

Mami Dita was very enthusiastic since entering the house of Ilham and Aira. The woman aggressively invited her two grandchildren to play while bringing new toys for Irzan and Arka. Of course, Aira was happy with the enthusiasm of Mami Dita. Especially Inspiration.

In the room, Ilham was working on a pyoyek that would be held in the coming months. His hands allowed the location of the glasses that were about to sag from his nose.

His fingers were skillfully dancing on the laptop keyboard. The sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom does not make Inspiration diverted from its focus now. Sometimes the man sipped a cup of warm chocolate made by his wife.

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Aira stared at the reflection of her face through the medium-sized mirror in the bathroom. His smile never faded. His heart was beating very fast. After feeling his appearance was okay, the woman stepped out of the bathroom.

Chequek!

Aira stepped out of the bathroom. His eyes were fixed on the husband who was doing his work with great focus. Not even his footsteps made Ilham turn his head.

Aira was standing right behind her husband who was sitting. His hands slowly coiled around the neck of Inspiration. Aira closed her eyes as her sense of smell smelled the masculine fragrance from Ilham's body.

“Honey.. has it taken a shower?” ask Ilham while stroking Aira's arm gently.

“Hm..” Aira said in a soft tone of voice.

Aira removed her arms from Ilham's neck. After gathering his courage and fighting with his mind, now Aira sat her body on the lap of Ilham. Rebut only Ilham was astonished by Aira's behavior.

“Sayang?” a great-grandson of Inspiration with a tone of voice of disbelief.

Aira displayed a beautiful smile as Ilham looked at her face fixedly. Even Aira could feel the body of Inspiration starting to stiffen. The woman again put her hands on the neck of Inspiration.

“I miss, Mas Ilham.” whispered Aira right in Ilham's ear.

Inspiration gulped his salivation rough. Can the man feel if pa*the air belongs to his wife is very attached to the chest of his field. Moreover, when he felt a warm sweep on his neck. Inspiration is increasingly made not believe in the behavior of Aira who is very aggressive.

“Honey, do not lure me..” murmured Ilham with a voice starting to sound hoarse.

“Hmm..” said Aira who is still cool exploring the neck of Ilham.

“Shit. I can't take it anymore.” said the man who immediately raised Aira's head.

Inspiration tilted her head and fused her lips with Aira's lips. That man*********** very quickly and gently. Even now his naughty hands have touched some of Aira's body. His second breath was stirred when Ilham let go of his ci*man.

Without a word, Ilham lifted Aira up and carried her koala-style. The man laid his wife's body on the bed. Ilham looked at both of Aira's eyes with a look of passion that was ingrained.

Slowly, the man's hand began to remove the clothes attached to his body and the wife's body. Inspiration again kissed Aira to make the woman below him moan. The sound******* was created in the lovebirds room.

Ilham's property has entered Aira's area.

Both of them dissolve in the hot activity, after uniting their soul and body each creates a beautiful night.

Many household riots that they have managed to pass. Now, happiness slowly comes to color the marriage of Aira and Ilham.

...THE END!...

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...Author notes:...

Assalamualaikum everyone! good afternoon.. Thank God I finally finished my novel called HEART. Sorry if the ending is not in accordance with your expectations thanks to the readers who have supported this novel 💕

Next we'll make a theme novel, especially? Anyone want to give me a recomendation?