
Dara returned to the office ushered by Pras, dara went down and chose to go inside without saying goodbye, but his intention had to fail, because Pras had already gone down first, and so on, he slowly pulled his hand and suddenly kissed his forehead.
After that Pras said goodbye and went into the car, there lived a silent virgin.
Dara rubbed her head slowly. Pras's kiss scars still feel warm.
A...what he did, aaaa..he again kissed me, perverted husband." bathin dara After realizing Pras' departure.
Pras laughed to himself, he was sure that at this time his wife must be angry and swearing at him.
"Wait for the virgin, I'm sure soon you'll fall into my charms" Pras said confidently.
Hanum immediately flocked the wench with various questions. Dara answered him indifferently making Hanum become annoyed.
"Please, don't ask me where he's taking me, we're just having lunch, nothing more" replied the woman, with a lip.
"I think your husband is starting to like you. Look at him very attentive, do not send flowers earlier also him." said Hanum again.
Is this really the flower of Kak Pras. Where does she know my favorite flower. But if it wasn't her, then who sent this flower! What is Ak Arfan? why haven't I thought of her since. bathin dara.
Dara took back the business card without the sender in it. Rejected still did not find the sender. Dara became sad. What is true is from Pras.
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Today Pras came home more late afternoon than usual. His steps quickly entered the house, Pras looked so excited.
"Assalamualaikum" Pras said
"Waalaikum salam" answered Pras' greeting, he was currently in the living room playing with Ega.
Pras walked over and kissed Ega, Then he approached wanting to kiss the virgin, but the virgin dodged, Pras could only throw a rough and heavy breath.
"Ma, here I want to hold her. Whiz papa, here play with papa ya!" Pras asked Ega from the sling.
Dara was shocked and silent for a moment. "Ma" Pras called her mom.
"Ma, Ega played first with papa." Pras said as if Ega was saying goodbye to him.
"Mama?" dara repeated Pras' speech slowly, as if afraid of mispronouncing.
"Yes, from now on I will call you mama, and you also have to get used to calling me papa" Pras said
"Papa? I don't want to." Dara denied Pras's remarks.
Pras had expected that Dara would reject his words.
"We have to get used to it from now on, papa and mama", ok baby! Pras asked Ega.
"Ma, I'm hungry. Can you prepare some food for me?" without looking at the virgin and focus on playing with her son.
Dara did not say, just silent, but she walked towards the kitchen doing what her husband asked her to do. Pras glanced at him and smiled faintly, he went back to playing with Ega.
Dara took the food in the closet, warmed the food and began to arrange it on the table. Then he took the plate and the glass. After everything is ready and neatly arranged on the table, Dara calls Pras.
"Is the food ready?" Dara stood behind Pras.
"Huge handsome papa, papa ma mama wants to eat first, you are the same Maya ma'am!" pras told Ega. He handed Ega over to Maya.
Ega obediently and immediately moved to Maya, the virgin who wanted to avoid Pras tried to take her child.
"Let me carry her." Dara was about to take her son.
"I'm not hungry yet? you eat first."
"I do not want to, accompany me to eat, do not let your stomach relapse because you always delay eating" Pras said not to be rejected.
Dara could only nag in her heart, there would be no end to arguing with her husband. Dara so wonder, why now Pras become very chatty and of course annoying.
Finally with a heavy heart came to accompany Pras dinner together, whereas he was very avoiding dinner, virgin prefers to eat fruit, to maintain his body shape. Even though he was actually very slim.
Pras pulled out a chair and let his wife sit down. This sweet attitude again made the woman stunned, since yesterday her attitude was very strange, did she hit the door and her brain slightly tilted, until she became attentive and very annoying
"Ma, Papa wants to eat, get me a donk."
Dara gaped in disbelief, Pras behaved sweetly as if they were really a very happy and loving couple.
"Stop, I don't like all your pretentious attitude, please behave accordingly" said Dara slowly but very piercingly in Pras' heart.
"What's wrong with me being sweet to my own wife?"
"Sorry, but this is so weird, I. I feel..."
Pras cut out the virgin speech. "Did you feel so flattered and moved?"
"Cape?" dara couldn't believe what she heard. Pras was so confident saying it all. Dara is upset and doesn't know what to say.
Pras only showed me a row of white teeth. But he still thrust his plate to be taken food by the virgin.
Dara took food for her, a little because she was indeed on a diet. Slowly he began to feed it into his mouth.
"Eating a lot, I don't want people to say you're thin because you eat the heart of living with me."
"Can't you, don't you bother me?" ask dara in annoyance.
"No, I don't bother, I just want you to look fuller, so it'll be easy to hug."
"Sister!!" Dara growled furiously.
"Sorry, I was just kidding. Finish your food, otherwise I'll feed you. This time I'm not kidding, want to try?" Pras looked seriously.
Dara shook her head and began to put food in her mouth until it ran out.
After dinner, Dara went into the room, Adzan isya already reverberating. Dara prepares to perform prayers.
"Wait, we will pray together, I take ablution first." Pras said passed to the bathroom.
Dara was stunned, her heart was happy, her husband wanted to become her prayer priest without her having to ask.
They both pray Ishya together, ending with a virgin kissing her husband's hand. This time I felt something different. There was a sense of comfort and sincerity when kissing the hand of the man who had become his priest.
"Let's rest I know you must be tired" Pras said later.
Dara exits the room and sees Ega. His son has been sleeping since. Dara kissed her forehead and exited the room. Dara went back to sleep in her room with Pras. She had promised her husband, to try to start all over from the beginning. And that means he has to get used to sleeping with Pras.
At ten Pras entered the room, he saw the virgin was asleep, still wearing her hijab. Pras sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the peaceful face of the wife.
"You're still beautiful and unique, so I feel back to the days of High School, when I first knew you. You're different from most of the women I know, I thought you changed to what you look like now but still you're a sweet, innocent, jutek girl and you're definitely special." pras said slowly. Then he kissed the virgin forehead and covered her.
Pras lay down at the side and closed his eyes.