Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Cravings

"Mass?"

The call distracts Ghani, who is busy choosing the long-sleeved shirt she wants to wear. The man can still relax because today there is no shift schedule like Leon so there is no need to rush to work.

"What's up, honey? You need anything? Can I make mango juice, apple juice, or pregnant milk?" Ghani said while picking up a grey shirt from inside the closet. Then he put on the clothes, but when he was about to put them in his work pants, realized that there was a pair of eyes were looking at him intensely. Suddenly he stopped his activities because he felt ashamed to continue to be watched carefully.

"Why shut up? Continue, Mas. I'm not gonna do anything to you. Last night I was satisfied making love to you so this morning I won't ask for it again. You ... can go to the hospital safely" said Queensha, who then made Ghani shake her head.

Queensha became increasingly wild and more courageous to express his desire to make love. In fact, not infrequently he berinisitaif start their hot game by wearing clothes like filter tofu, tofu, teasing him with pampered eyes or displacing the core of Ghani's body which was busy working in the study room.

"If you are satisfied, why look at me like a starving beast? Make me feel uncomfortable." Ghani inserted the end of his shirt and then reattached the belt until the man's appearance looked neater.

Queensha confirmed the collar of the shirt was a little messy, patting the outfit until it was completely tidy. After that Queensha said, "I want to go with you to the hospital, can't I? Tired of being in the apartment."

"Well, didn't you go to the mall yesterday, refreshing with your best friend, Lulu? Although there was an unpleasant incident, but at least enough to restore your messy mood," said Ghani.

Suddenly Queensha put on a sullen face. The legs, which were made of home sandals, were kicked on the floor and the woman gawked in front of Ghani.

Fold both hands in front of the chest and sit on a dresser chair. His eyes looked sharply at Ghani from the mirror in front of him. "It's different, Mas. Yesterday, yes, yesterday. Now, yeah, now. How, anyway, you are. I want to go to the hospital with you, but why is it that you seem reluctant to invite me. Are you playing behind my back?"

Sontak Ghani is approaching. At least he likes to be accused of playing with fire behind his wife. How is it possible to share his love with another woman, while he is so sincerely in love with her.

Putting his knees on the floor, Ghani carried Queensha's hands together. "Don't say that, honey. Where I cheated behind your back. I just don't want you to be soaked. Yesterday you came home late and now you want to come with me to the hospital, how about you get bored and tired of being in the hospital for too long."

"I don't mind if you want to come with me, but what about our three children in your womb? Instead of coming with me, why not just in the apartment? Here you can rest with satisfaction on a soft mattress. Want to eat or drink, you can ask Bik Anah to make it better than being in the hospital." Ghani tried to give his wife some understanding. Very carefully explain the reason why Queensha did not want to come with her to the hospital.

"But I want to be close to you, Mas. Understand no, anyway! It's not my wish, you know, it's the three of them." Queensha turned her eyes to her stomach that was beginning to bulge. The pregnancy of triplets makes her stomach look bigger than her gestational age just entering the 8th week.

"You crave, honey?"

Shrug shoulders. "Eitherway. However, I still want to be by your side, Mas. Can I, yes, I'm going with you to the hospital? I promise I won't trouble you let alone disturb you while you're at work. I'll be an obedient wife, obey all your words."

Ghani rubs both ends of their noses with anxiety. "Alright, because this is the desire of the little one then I follow their will. Rora's business, let me ask Mbak Ijah to pick her up and leave her at Mother's house. Mommy must be happy because there's Rora at home."

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After a brief drama, Ghani takes Queensha with him to the hospital. He occasionally glanced at his wife, noticing her facial expression as to whether Queensha was in pain or not due to having to walk from the parking lot to the hospital entrance.

"Should I have the security guard bring you a wheelchair?" offer it to the wife. However, Queensha was not a weak woman. The woman refused her husband's offer. Aurora's mother chose to walk hand in hand with her beloved husband.

"Eh, you're following your husband, Sha. What wind, huh?" Leon's baritone voice forced Queensha to release the hand. Ghani's best friend had just arrived at the hospital. They met in front of the hospital lobby.

"Again bored in the apartment, Mas. That's why I went with Mas Ghani" replied Queensha.

Queensha looked at Leon's radiant-looking face today. There was a happy aura emanating on that handsome face.

Queensha watched the tall man next to her with a careful look, making Ghani who was in the middle of his wife and best friend immediately block the view of the mother of his child so as not to keep looking at Leon. Don't want to get to Queensha's heart there's another man besides her.

"Mas Ghani fucks, anyway. Why block my view. Look out, I want to see Mas Leon's face first!" Queensha pushes Ghani's body out of his sight. However, the woman's energy had no effect on Ghani. The man still stood firm with a sharp eye toward his wife.

Feeling tired, Queensha finally gave up. He let Ghani act as he pleased

Reversing the body until now its position is facing each other. Ghani looked at Leon with a hard-to-understand look.

The forehead shriveled, taking notice of Leon's face that looked different than usual. "What happened after Queensha returned to the apartment. What do-don't lo and Lulu-"

Leon turned his face the other way. "Don't just accuse people, no good! I and Lulu didn't do anything. Anyway last night Lulu had a high fever so it's impossible for me and she's making out."

"That means that Lulu is no longer sick, Mas Leon wants to make out with her. Huh yeah?" Queensha smiled seductively, making Leon's face blush in embarrassment. From the face and then creeping into the ears, it began to heat up as it held a strange feeling within him.

Queensha giggles as her feelings tell her that love has sprouted seeds in the hearts of Leon and Lulu.

Acting spoiled to the husband. "Mas Ghani, we have to start hunting wedding gifts. It seems we'll soon have a wedding invitation."

"Whose wedding invitation?" Ghani has yet to understand if Queensha is insinuating Leon.

Queensha did not answer. He just pointed at Leon with the tip of his chin.

Ghani's reflex points at Leon using the thumb. "Lo and Lulu are you? When's? How not to tell me," he kept saying non-stop.

Leon, who could not stand being cornered, chose to leave Ghani and Queensha. Do not want if until the pink hue continues to stick to the face.

"Omong empty! I want to go to the room first. Yea! Over time here can follow crazy because of the behavior of both of you." Not much Leon said passed from the presence of Queensha and Ghani.

Ghani is in a state of curiosity following her best friend. "Woy, tell me, what's going on between lo and Lulu? Is it really so?"

Instead of answering the question, Leon pushed Ghani's body back a few steps.

"Whisper!" said Leon.

When the elevator door opened, Leon immediately pressed the elevator button until the door was tightly closed.

"Damn lo, Yon. I'm not done talking about being left!" gerutu Ghani, did not manage to get any information from Leon.

"Hopefully this is a good sign for both of them" Queensha said.

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