Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTERS 150

I want to be together longer

Living with you

Mila stepped her feet towards the porch of the house. The sky starts to blacken indicating that it will rain. Cloudy sky is often synonymous with turmoil and gloom because of its black color. Even when it is cloudy, there is also a cloud color that is black so dense. This often indicates heavy rain will soon fall.

"Assalamualaikum," the greeting in front of the door.

Mila left the room immediately. Only he and Sada were at home. While Danu was invited by Rohim's father who said it was a man's business. I don't know what the business is Mila also does not understand. Maybe his dad needs a friend to brainstorm. As long as it's not with other women it's no problem.

"Waalaikumsalam," Mila opened the door. A pair of young men dressed in blue white.

"Metal." The two brothers hugged each other.

"Brother, where's Sada?" ask Lala.

"Well, La. Aris, thank you for the gift." Mila picks up the gift that Aris, Lala's best friend, gave her.

"Sama-sama, Brother. Where's lala?" Aris lost track of her friend.

"It looks like Lala in the room wants to look good Sada. Aris wants to see too? Come with my sister inside." Bring Mila.

Aris follows Mila into the room looking at Sada. Looks Sada has woken up being in the car with Lala. The young girl painstakingly sang with Sada. Somehow Aris felt like her heart was racing. Does he have heart disease? Aris felt uneasy when she saw Lala.

"Ris, where are you going?" ask Mila.

"You go to the bathroom, brother. Where ya?" ask Aris. Mila pointed at the bathroom.

"Oh my God why, huh?" aris said when she got to the bathroom.

"But if you notice Lala it's okay too." Aris smiled to herself.

I don't know how long Aris has been in the bathroom. He was confused about where else to go. Lala's voice from behind the door was heard. Maybe because he's been in there too long. Like a fugitive who was surrounded by the authorities. No one wants to catch the fugitive. And that's what makes Aris even more confused. Cold sweat poured from his face.

"Why are you, Ris?" Lala was shocked Aris appeared with an already pale face.

"I ... I don't think I'm feeling well, La." elak Aris.

Lala held onto her friend's forehead. There is nothing strange about his temperature. Just pale and sweaty. Like I just saw a demon. Maybe at her sister's house there is a waiting demon.

"Yes, I can only deliver in front of the gate. Mila was alone there was no friend. I can't come home."

"No, La. I can go home by myself." Elak Aris's.

"Here you go, just massage. You just delivered me, so reciprocate. I'm taking you, huh?" Aris nodded small.

Lala pamit delivered Aris to the front of the gate. Two teenagers walking in an alley. No one starts the conversation as usual. Only Lala was still wondering why her friend had become so quiet at this moment.

"Maybe due to less healthy times, huh?" inner Lala.

Lala and Aris were standing in front of the gate. Waiting for the yellow angkot that will deliver his best friend. After arriving at Suprapto Road. Ride to the green angkot with the aim of Sawah Lebar.

"Suprapto, Bang." said Lala in front of the transport brother.

"Come on. Enter, Lah!"

"La, I'm home, yeah." the girl nodded. Not how long the angkot disappeared from before Lala.

Lala walked back to Mila's house. The complex atmosphere of quiet sound rolling from the sky made its pace at an accelerated pace.

"Sister," call Lala.

"When my heart starts to fall, what's this thing called falling in love."

Lala chokes while reading Aris' status. Since when does his friend like the latest updates on Facebook. Some comments guess that Aris likes Lala.

(Mostly the same Lala )

(Mayo ... Aris finally likes girls ).

(The girl who is always in the defense of Aris is only Lala)

"How is it, Aris has come home?" Lala nodded answering her brother's question.

"La, if you eat it there's a side dish under the hood. Brother, go to the room for a minute."

"Yes, Brother."

Lala is focusing on her life. Mila had banned Lala from using mobile phones for fear of not focusing on learning. However, gradually Mila allows Lala to use a mobile phone as long as the value remains stable. Although Lala has never been a champion, but her school grades never disappoint.

Back to Aris status update. Lala clenched her hand.

"What does Aris mean? Why does he make it like status. I'm the one who got it too, right! He who falls in love with me who shakes.

There's no way I'd want to be with Aris. A kid, still going to school. Just be careful if it's still long news I chopped up the child."

"Why should I be angry? He made status. Don't like him making this kayak status until people bring my name!

Don't let me like Aris, like there's no other guy!" nagel Lala.

Mila heard Lala's nagging just shook her head. She remembers when Sarah's Junior High liked her. The boy came to the house Sunday night. Welcomed by his sister. Even Sarah inspired at length to her friend.

"When you grumble like Sarah for a long time" said Mila.

Breastfeeding is enjoyed by mothers like Mila. His foot steps into the kitchen. Opening the food hood, there are several side dishes available, one of which is the fish opor cork. Says cork fish is good for nursing mothers.

Cork fish is one of the freshwater fish recommended for consumption of all ages in every condition, including pregnant and lactating women. This type of fish is quite popular because of its high nutritional value and complete so it is recommended for nursing mothers, inside the cork fish contains ingredients that can increase prolactin and oxytocin which is good for nursing mothers. Both of these hormones do play an important role in the breastfeeding process so that it can increase breast MILK.

Ting!

"Darling, I cooked a cork fish opor. I don't know if it feels right or not. Hope you like it. From your husband who loves you. Danu Putra."

Mila smiled reading the message that Danu sent to her. Danu's attitude that seemed romantic and still spoiled became a mood booster for Mila. Moreover, he must maintain sanity for the sake of the baby.

Why keep sanity. Fatigue that is felt is usually triggered by a decreased physical condition due to significantly reduced sleep hours, some mothers who still feel pain after C-section, difficulty sitting, walking, and so on, and while breastfeeding the baby. Not to mention the difficulty of breastfeeding at the beginning of birth, or the number of guest visits so that rest time is reduced.

That's what Mila feels right now. Moral support and other husbands and extended families. The support that made her excited lived her days as a new mother. Dahlia's mother who always offered the teachings of the tempo used to be, Rohim's father who always defended himself.

Mila ate a dish that Danu said was her cooking. Since a few days moving house he has never jumped directly into the kitchen. Or work hard. Everything is done the same Danu, except cleaning the house like sweeping or washing dishes. Even Danu has prepared a washing machine to facilitate the work. Whereas in the old house, Mila and Danu still use manual washing. Wash clothes by hand.

"Kak Mila ate a lot?" Lala appeared from the side room.

"Hungry, La. Breastfeeding takes a lot of energy."

"Much power? people say that giving birth cannot be hard work. My friend said her mother had been rushed to the hospital when she just came home after giving birth."

"Why was your friend's mother taken to the hospital?"

"Blooding said. His mother worked hard to clean her own house. My friend helped her. Until the gas lift was in the lacin of his mother. The third day immediately drop plus blood" said Lala.