Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Nyess...!

"Say, how do you do it?"

"You sure you ask? I think you know."

"Mmm-hmm. and I guess, for you, there's nothing sweeter than me, making love to me. Right, right?"

"One hundred percent right. So...?" The heart smiles warmly. His hands started to guerrilla mischievously.

Teeeeeet...!

The sound of the bell rang many times, pausing the affection between us that we were just about to begin with.

"There's a guest."

"Who's coming in these nights?"

"That's it" said Mas Ilham. "Let me check. You wait here."

I nodded, obeying my husband's orders. But, moments later, Mas Ilham's voice from the lower room of the stairs sounded calling out to me.

"There's your friend" said Mas Ilham as I walked out of the room and gawked to the stairs.

Must be Puspita, I thought. Who else. But what is it until these nights that he must come straight to my house?

I put away the questions that filled my mind as I went down the stairs.

"Be careful" said Mas Ilham. "Slowly."

Aaah. This pregnancy made Mas Ilham more attentive and more indulgent to me. "Yes, Mas. I'm careful, though."

"You go straight ahead. Let me get you a drink."

Well, loh?

"Let me, Mas...."

"Let me. You're ahead."

"Seriously, yes, is it okay?"

"Look down, honey."

"OKAY. Thank you, Mommy."

Ah, good of my husband. I also headed to the living room.

Exactly as I thought, the one who came was Puspita. He stood up and hugged me when we met.

"Where have you been, all day? I've been coming back here since this afternoon" he said. "Delepon can't."

Hehe. I grin. "Sorry, Bestie, my phone was seized by Mas Ilham. And that's when we broke our fast at my in-laws' house."

"It's just worth it."

"Yeee. I'm the one who should have called you. You're okay, right? I heard that rumor, you. I'm so worried...."

I'm mangosteen. "As you can see, I'm fine, right?"

"Thank God, Bill."

"Yes, Mpus. Thank goodness."

"I'm sorry, yeah. Because of me-"

"It's okay" cut me. "I know you didn't mean anything bad."

"Thanks, Bill. I didn't expect it to be like this either. I have also confirmed to Yunita, he said, he just wanted to ask Mas Imam about the age of your pregnancy. He thinks that...." Puspita looked down for a moment. "You understand what I mean. Yeah, I guess that's natural because she's still a girl, never been pregnant. He did not understand the calculation of the age of the womb. So. yeah so. I'm really sorry, huh?"

I who had been silent to listen, it could be hot as well. But I don't want to let myself be burned by the flames of emotion. Maybe Yunita's alibi was right. But, to be looked at from any angle, what he did was wrong. In fact, he seemed to have deliberately ignited the fire with gasoline. The fire raged and was blown by the wind.

"Well, the drink," said Mas Ilham who knew appeared in time. "There's a hot one and there's a cold one. Just choose which one suits you."

Jiaaah. "I want ice" I said.

"May, but not much. Not good for pregnant women. You'll have a stomachache."

Puspita smiles. He was so happy to see our affection. "So sweet once you guys," he said.

For a moment, I remembered the problems of her household with her husband. I'm not feeling good for him.

"By the way, why did you go to the clinic yesterday? You... pregnant?"

Oh my God, his eyes were even glazed. But, swiftly, Puspita immediately wiped it. "Yes," he said. "But the judge's hammer knocked my marriage. I just found out I'm pregnant."

"But it will remain illegitimate, Ma'am," said Mas Ilham who is now sitting next to me.

Shhh. I know why he won't go. He wanted to control our conversation and make sure I was straight: to keep my emotions stable.

"I know, Mas. My husband did not come to court on purpose. That means.he really agreed with our divorce."

I'm throats. "Sorry, Pus. Does...he know you're pregnant?"

Puspita shook her head, and this made Mas Ilham spontaneously beristighfar, until I glared and pinched his thigh. "Don't do it.." I whispered.

"I know, what I'm doing is wrong. But. actually, when I did not know that I was pregnant, I had a chance to meet him, and at that time I was nauseous. So. he's suspicious. She asked me if I was pregnant, and she also directly asked me who I was pregnant with."

Nyessss. This time I shut my mouth because I was the one with the privilege. It must hurt so much to be hugged by someone we love so much.

"That's why, when I found out that I was pregnant, I decided to keep this pregnancy a secret from her." Puspita sobbed, for a moment her emotions made her cry. But, maybe because he had gotten used to that bitterness, so he could quickly regain control of himself. "That's it," he said. "I don't want to be sad anymore. And again, I've decided to move out of town. Tomorrow, early in the morning I'm leaving."

Whats? I stupefied. Oh, my God, Pus. Don't you want to think carefully first?

But actually my mouth is locked. My tongue. This is not a good time to advise him. His heart was hurt so deeply. But...

What about the fate and the ramifications of your son, Pus? He will be the victim.