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Several times Rama kissed Nara's forehead, which brought out sweat. Of course it feels salty, but that way, he hopes to channel his affection for the wife. The second Nara delivery process is not something new, but still they have forgotten how it used to be during the Azka delivery process.

"Yank want to eat ?" ask Rama.

"Engga" he answered briefly.

"I bribe ya," his force, the arm of Nara is not digubris Rama, because from morning Nara has not entered any food, since the opening.

"Well, the plane is going to goa, aaa !!" he added fly a spoonful of rice and side dishes to the full and muzzle, ga roughly, the bribed person who can be said to be sick again. Not the hippo.

"Ga less big ? Why don't you use a wall spoon ?!" hiss Nara. Men are, if told to take care of the sick. Do not think so sweet like in novels. Reality doesn't match sister's expectations...! But Rama tried his best.

Sometimes Nara asked him to wipe his waist that felt hot, sometimes the sidelines of his fingers squeezed Nara, quite enough to make him numb. Don't underestimate the power of women, women are gentle on the outside but keep the power of Iron man inside. But Rama can only be silent and provide the best support for his beloved wife, even though in his heart screams come to feel the pain. Your definition is sick, I'm sick.

"Sssssshhh.." hiss like a snake many times Nara let out.

"It hurts yank ?!" the question certainly does not need an answer, because there is no way Nara will answer favors like relaxing on the beach while gripping coconuts and feeling the sea breeze that waves to greet the skin.

"A, Azka ??" his eyebrows were linked to worrying about the firstborn.

"Mboy is equally amused at home. Ka Nisa, bang Akhsan, everything is there for mboy, don't worry."

Rama chuckles to see Nara, for him Nara always looks beautiful from day to day, even though it is bad. Either what pellet Nara put for him, which is clear jaran jangakan study just lost.

"You are beautiful yank," he praised the sweaty spheres on his face as smooth as antique ceramics, and as white as vanilla milk.

Nara exhaled tired breath, do not know what to answer, her husband is indeed a reliable bomber, sweet mouth disease is already late stage or acute.

"Purkey !" Nara patted her shoulder hard.

"You do realize, right ? I'm the one whose father you are !"

"Consciously, as consciously as possible !" yells.

"You want to check out the situation of dong A, don't fit me again rich gini !" nara answered again clutching Rama's hand and grimacing.

"Boy men fight when the girl is beautiful again, again diem while looking at the sky when clearly the star is not scattered rich messes on the doughnut is common, it looks very good just ngarepin something !"

"But if I praise you again in this rich state because it is true, for me you are beautiful many times when you are fighting for the fruit of our love, when you are sacrificing again, to bet a life just to make me happy, and it makes you beautiful inside out" he continued.

"Ahh, it's just the dragon king ! I again poop aja you say beautiful, I'm sleeping aja aja you say rich angel, "Rama chuckles to hear Nara's confession. He is that absurd. Sometimes until now, after marriage Rama is still often nosy to Nara.

"You know what, you're the biggest fool who loves me ?! And strangely I love you the same ?"

"Tau, you know" replied Rama.

"Well, you're ridiculous !"

"Not that I'm silly, but I say that you love me so much" replied Rama.

"Cih, " decih Nara.

"Now I believe, if the Governor of Jakarta loves me, even though we do not know each other loh !" rama added.

What is this man carrying the Governor of Jakarta all.

"Why ?"

"Udah drive you from the capital, until you move and finally settle in Bandung, he rich know if you are my ribs." he replied.

"A, I can't joke. I don't want to laugh at your obscure prank."

Exactly at 04.30 WIB Nara gave birth to their second child of the female sex with a weight of 2.9 kg and a length of 50 cm.

"Azzalia Syaquila Al - Khfi"

The chanting of Adhan was echoed by Rama in the ears of the princess. Among his two children can be sure the genes of the face of Rama dominate Azka and the beauty of Azza like Nara, although his nature does not know who will be.

"Now there is a beautiful rival, "Azka is 2 years old and has been separated by ASI since a few months ago.

"Mboynya mother," Nara kissed Azka's cheeks that already fragrant telon oil and powder sprinkles.

"Neng, thank goodness. Sajodo (pair) !" ambu and abah who still look healthy fit at the age of twilight also visit with Azka.

"Where is neng ?" ask ambu.

"Again the ambu administration,"

Before long Rama came from the outside of the room and entered the room that was already there ambu, abah and Azka.

"Where is it ?"

"Nia again taught the children najai first, he said ustadz Hasan keteteran."

"Ah most so I can meet the ucup," replied Rama.

"Incu abah meni geulis gini A, neng.kaya her mother !" abah smiled broadly at Azza with chubby cheeks and reddish meronanya.

"Yes bah, who was the one who printed the dough ?!" rama jumawa replied.

"Ah, you are just planting seeds.."

"The seed is also superior bah, hydroponics is losing !" answer Rama.

"Thinking plants, " muttered Nara.

"A, where's the placenta ? Let ambu take it home ?! All in the jug, let it be planted in the yard with Azka's,"

"There is an ambu, later let Aa dig the hole !" answer Rama.

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Hay-hay gangs, mamah Nara was born. This story is already at the end of the extra part yes, but do not forget to make a check always my profile, because after my work is again on going now will be finished soon, soon, there will be a story of the mboy gemoy, aa Azka-nya us.... Don't forget to look at 🤭🤭

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RAMADHAN RESTU AL - KAHFI ❤❤

Azkara Wisesa Al-Kahfi, pas already big yes guys, see youu in my story...

The beautiful Azzalia Syaquila Al - Khfi