Marrying my Best Friend
Keeping Each Other's Heart

Mr. Danu walked to his class to fill the courses that became his basis. For two hours fill the course with explanations that can be followed by students. NUS Singapore jebolan man, very good at delivering material. After he finished he walked to his car and left the campus for his home. Entering her room and cleaning up and changing into a shirt with knee-length shorts, Danu walks into Aila Rara Pambudi's room, her adopted daughter, and he passed by the nurse who took care of his child. "Rara slept sus?" ask Danu to the baby sitter.

Not yet doc, that's it Non Rara is drinking milk in her bottle. Danu approached Rara's box carrying the baby girl. "Hi daddy's daughter is hungry huh, drink milk greedily once," Danu asked as she kissed Rara's face.

Danu named her Aila Rara Pambudi, because she did not want to forget the woman she admired since her encounter with Aila Berliana Dintara, if she were not late in Aila's life she would be willing to be her husband and accompany and treat her illness. But life says nothing else if and all must be faced. Danu remembered all the ridiculousness, giving duty to Aila in between the pauses of her college eyes just wanted to see her face, her chirping and laughter, she said, all that he can't do now he hopes one day Frans understands that he will never take Aila from him. But indeed he could not eliminate the love for Aila, to pin Aila's name in front of the name of his adopted child.

Danu brought Rara to the middle room placed on the floor mat, the five-month-old baby moved freely to and fro sometimes on his stomach, sometimes riding as if he wanted to crawl. Some days his heart was really upset, yesterday his father and mother urged him to get married but he refused, he reasoned it is still easy to be 24 years old, still wanting to find the one that suits his heart and currently not getting it, he promised if he had got it would get married soon. Danu looked at Rara not realizing that the little boy was asleep there and then Danu carried Rara to move her in the baby box. Then he walked up the dinner shirt and started to pick up the food on the dinner table, put it on a plate and then put it in his mouth. After completion he also changed clothes and say goodbye to his child's baby sitter if he will go to the hospital there is a schedule of surgery today. He left with his car to leave his house. Shortly after, he arrived at the hospital parking lot. Danu got out of the car and went through the hospital lobby to the operating room.

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On campus, Aila and Frans left the classroom from their final course.They walked into the campus parking area and got into their car leaving the campus for Imran's grandfather's residence. Today it was their turn to stay there after a month of staying at Raka's house. They will stay there for a month too.The car runs at a moderate pace across a quiet and hot road. Soon after he they arrived at the simple mansion, in contrast to Raka's luxurious-looking house, At home Imran impressed very simple with a spacious yard overgrown with various fruit trees look very beautiful

Grandma, welcoming grandchildren and granddaughter-in-law with great joy she has prepared simple dishes, sour vegetables, pepes of fish and chicken, tidy sambal and warm fried tempeh.

Grandma took Aila rice into her plate. "Eat a lot so that the baby in your womb is healthy." Aila smiled and then took the vegetables and side dishes put into her plate and bribed her very greedily. Aila always misses Grandma's cooking. After finishing lunch Frans and Aila went to their room,

Aila laid her body with her legs still dangling to the floor.

"Ai, you can't lie down after a meal" Frans advised. Aila got up and sat on the lip of the bed then walked to the sofa and sat there. Frans sat next to his wife, put Aila's head on his chest, and opened his phone, so many messages from unknown numbers that it turned out to be Naya. Frans gave her phone to Aila. "Ai, this look I don't want you to suspect me, so read it, whatever you do to the message, I haven't even read it, I haven't read it yet, I want you to know first because you are my wife, and I make sure you are now until our hair bleaches only you in my heart." Aila looked at Frans and then took Frans' phone and read all the contents of the chat and replied with the wrong sentence and then blocked it and deleted the number. "Do you mind?"

Frans shook his head with a smile. "No, Ai. This is what I want Ai to be, I'm being honest with you as well as you, don't ever leave before we settle things well, you promise me, Ai." Aila smiled and nodded, Frans raised Aila's chin to grill the lips for a long time while releasing the buttons of Ai's clothes, until in spite of all, Aila hit Frans' chest as she was out of breath. Frans took off his grill and looked at the two mounds on Aila's chest that were still covered in cloth on the hook and flicked it up, the size had changed greatly when Frans first recognized the object, the bigger the@r and its shoots are like red cherries ready to be enjoyed. Frans stared with a misty look and his lips had started to enjoy the beautiful cherry ranum, while removing the entire cloth over Aila, emblazoned already Aila's upper body without any obstructions just a cloth segitig@ which covered the heavenly valley that became his stopover when love overflowed looking for kepu@san. Frans continued to enjoy it while removing the cloth left on Aila's body.

They also struggled in intimacy after an argument, splashing it with love that continues to be awakened, Frans whispered the word love repeatedly in Ai's ear, he did the union with great care, he did not want to be happy, The hot weather was not able to stop the hot activity that sizzled@ that, Frans treated Aila very soft to be mutually satisfied, Frans stopped the action, kissed Aila's forehead and Aila's stomach. "Hi dear daddy was already visiting, healthy in mamy's stomach yes." Ai hit Frans's arm, and he chuckled. He picked up his clothes that were scattered on the floor and walked to the bathroom to clean himself.