
Lunch is over. Bang Panji had also finished his meal. Now it was Bang Panji's turn to talk about the decision he had made
"Sha.. At.. Brother wants to convey something" Bang Panji opened his voice. "Abang asks you to stay apart for your own good. But looking at the situation now, in the content is getting bigger..I guess do you think we can live one roof?" ask Bang Panji
Diani and Nasha looked at each other. Nasha opened her words first.
"Could Bang, this is our decision to live a household like this. Nasha knew surely your heart was anxious to think of us" replied Nasha steady as usual makes Bang Panji feel crowded to hear it.
"What about you, Di..?" ask Bang Panji to Diani.
"I can Bang, I agree with Nasha " replied Diani with a sincere smile. "But where are we going to live? There's no way we're staying in a dorm"
"In a house that has been rented, a little population so that you do not get highlighted. Maafin Abang yes, must decide this" said Bang Panji.
"Nothing Bang, we agree" replied Nasha.
"Are you sure?? Brother will not force if you cannot" said Bang Panji asserted once again.
The two wives of Bang Panji just smiled nodding. Moments later Bang Panji took a deep breath.
"In.you will stay with me and Nasha. Auntie will come and stay with us. Each of you will be there to keep as long as you are busy working, this may be very heavy for the two of you but at least you see with your own eyes your situation"
Nasha and Diani understood why Bang Panji did this. Nasha and Diani smiled holding hands.
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Prada Beno has already picked up Diani's and aunt's belongings to Bang Panji's rented house. They immediately went to Bang Panji's house.
Actually the house is a shady house owned by Lettu R. Panji Upas Wilalung, just because he has two wives, he does not want to open the fact.
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Nasha, who was waiting for Diani, came first and greeted her at the door very happily. Bibi and Prada Beno who know the facts about the life of Lettu Panji think the two wives of men of rank will be conflicted it was the opposite.
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Until that afternoon there were only two activities. Nasha and Diani compactly cook, if Nasha's nausea relapses.. Diani who will help him if Diani is tired then Nasha who will finish it as much as possible.
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The night had arrived, the roar of Bang Panji's car was heard into the garage of the house. Nasha who is nauseous does not welcome him, only Diani who is in front of the house.
Diani greeted Bang Panji and Bang Panji kissed her forehead, eyelids and lips as usual.
"Where's Nasha?" bang Panji asked looking for his first wife.
"It was sitting in Bang's living room, the usual nausea relapsed again" Diani replied as she walked into the living room and wrapped her hands around Bang Panji's waist so spoiled.
Bang Panji took off Diani's hands gently then turned and crouched down in front of Nasha. Bang Panji saw Nasha close her eyes and rub her stomach. Nasha who felt the presence of Bang Panji immediately opened her eyes and greeted Bang Panji as usual.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Bang Panji kissed Nasha and then left and right cheeks, the last warm kiss on Nasha's lips.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Abang" answered Nasha gently.
"Direct to the room?" bang Panji's anxious face was clearly visible.
Actually in Bang Panji's heart already understood the intent of Nasha's words to deliberately avoid him. Bringing Diani home was a difficult decision as well for Bang Panji but if this was not how Bang Panji could monitor the state of his wife at all times.
"Bi. please help my wife! I go upstairs first" Bang Panji raised his voice calling for aunt to help Nasha. Unknowingly drenched Nasha's lips lovingly. Diani felt her heart pinch but on the edge of that feeling.
"Let's love us upstairs..!!" Take Bang Panji to Diani, but the tail of her eyes still glanced at Nasha with an unbearable look. Nasha heard the word 'honey' that was a little disturbed by the feeling. Rarely did Bang Panji call her 'dear', hardly ever even.
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Tonight Bang Panji entered in one room with Diani, in the next room. Bang Panji could not sleep and thought about how Nasha would be without him. Samar is heard from outside the sound of Nasha vomiting and the voice of aunt who came in and out of the room. Bang Panji saw Diani sleeping soundly. Indeed, since Diani was pregnant, her sleep was very sound. Bang Panji was curious and came out of the room.
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"Did auntie just call Mr. Panji ma'am?" Ask aunt piba to see the condition of Nasha who always like this if not accompanied by Bang Panji.
"Don't bi. don't. Let Bang Panji accompany Diani. Aunt just accompany me!" pinta Nasha hugging aunt.
"But ma'am, my mother's fever this time is very high" said the aunt. Nasha stood up slowly with all her strength propping up her body and headed for the toilet to vomit again.
Bang Panji had since heard behind the door of the room to be unbearable.
Is this how every brother does not accompany you? You suffered so much from the deck.
Bang Panji went into the room. Aunt saw him surprised. Bang Panji hinted aunt to leave them both. Aunt understood and got out
Bang Panji massaged Nasha's nape gently. Nasha squeezed her stomach with one hand. Bang Panji rubbed Nasha's stomach.
"Bi, I'm not strong anymore. Please help me bi..!!" shrieked Nasha's voice with breath trying to set it. Nasha had no idea that Bang Panji was behind her.
Bang Panji also raised Nasha. How shocked Nasha was to see Bang Panji lifting him up. Bang Panji put Nasha on the bed.
"What's the reason for being here?"
"Is this how every brother is not at home? Sorry deck.. Brother didn't know you were pregnant with our little one" Bang Panji held Nasha's hand.
"Nasha sincerely Bang, Nasha is very happy to be pregnant with Abang's son and give Abang the title of a father" replied Nasha.
"Abang accompany you to sleep yes, pity our child. Papa Panji's son"
"But Bang........" Nasha felt bad.
"This is about the deck child is not about anything else, Brother who will explain it to Diani" Bang Panji hugged Nasha.
That night, Bang Panji accompanied Nasha. His fever gradually dropped and began to settle into sleep. Bang Panji also fell asleep by hugging the quiet Nasha in his arms.
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