My wife, Dhia
Jakarta, Sendrapati Penthouse Hotel

Dhia was stunned for a moment.

Currently, she could see every curve of her athletic husband's body. Dhia didn't blink. Especially in the .. ah section, Dhia just realized. Something that made his private parts torn apart at that time. It turned out so tempting.

Dirga slightly bowed, one hand slipping over Dhia's gaped lips."Close this lip of yours, or mine's wrong to enter later."

Dhia gulped after her lips that had been stunned closed by Dirga. Now that he took a slow breath, he suddenly felt nervousness again. The shadow of the first night's pain just then made him grimace, grimacing.

"Why, dear?." asked Dirga accompanied by a funny puckish look at Dhia's face."You scared?."

Dhia shook her head quickly, then then nodded, and shook her head again. Seeing his wife's behavior, Dirga was made to chuckle with anxiety.

"Don't we ever do that? what scares you? hm?" dirga's tone sounded soft.

"Is the pain still the same as the first time, Mas?" asked Dhia doubtfully, more precisely out of embarrassment.

Dirga smiled hearing an innocent question, Dhia."It won't hurt, baby .. 'cause I'm gonna do it with my heart" she said, wiping Dhia's head."I don't want my son to be distracted inside either."

This time it was Dhia who was smiling.

Silent.

Dirga and Dhia looked at each other. Netra the two looked at each other sayu. There was a thump on the chest of the two who started to rumble again. The longing and love seemed to be impatient to be expressed immediately.

Dirga started to close her face to Dhia. Slowly, the two of them were both closed, as their lips began to greet each other exchanging sweetness.

Right now, this second ..their souls are united in a love that has found its recognition.

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"Have you gone with Reyhan and his mother, nduk?."

Mbok asked Siah, to Dhia who is currently packing her things. Haunted by Mala, at this time the woman who always looks good looks lethargic with her activities put using Mbok Siah in a bag.

"Already, Mbok .. but only through a message." Dhia looked at Mbok Siah."The time is too tight, Mbok .. if you have to go there, afraid to miss the plane."

"Ndak nothing .. The important thing is already stated. However .... They are the ones who have contacted you before you met, Mbok."

"If you go so .. it feels not pantes." continued Mbok Siah.

Dhia smiled faintly at Mbok Siah.

"Hiks .. hiks .. I must be very upset with you guys."

Mala let her tears fall unstoppably. This cheerful woman had been suddenly moody when she found out that Dhia was going back to Jakarta. Moreover, Mbok Siah, an old woman who has often been with him and has been considered like his own biological grandmother, will also come to Jakarta. His heart seemed heavy to release two women who he had considered like his own family.

Dhia rubbed Mala's shoulders gently, bringing the woman sitting beside her into the arms."We must miss you too." quietly.

"Can't you go back home first? another week, or another month, that's ..." asked Mala in a tone of sadness.

"No way, Mala .. because Mas Dirga also has to take care of his work in Jakarta." said Dhia with a heavy heart while breaking his arms. Although honestly he was also heavy leaving Mala. Because actually Dhia was not when they would meet again.

At 15:30, Dirga, Dhia, and Mbok Siah were ready to leave for the airport.

Mbok Siah said goodbye to the neighbors who have often helped him. A cry of sadness accompanied his departure to leave the village he had been living in. Twenty years, not a short time for him to spend alone here. Being locked up in joy and sorrow all day long.

"You're fine, right here" Mbok Siah told Mala."If you get married, tell us."

"Walah .. si, Mbok ... boro-boro married ... the candidate still can not be trawled, Mbok." Mala who had been crying, was now made to laugh with the words Mbok Siah.

"Known, the one for me." continued Mala in a coquettish style, without hesitation mentoel Dirga's arm.

Dirga smiled grimacingly. It's not really that hard for him to do that. But seeing Mala's appearance was too menor, making her feel a little unsure.

"Yes, yes .. later if there is." he hesitated.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" said Dhia with a seductive smile.

"Oh, huh? who dear?." He looked at his wife unsure.

"Pak Joko, Mas .. owner of the largest flower garden in this village .. proof almost every day is given flowers." Dhia laughed crisply.

"Dhia, you're a crispy tramp."celtuk Mala gems."Yes, obviously given flowers .. wong Pak Joko this florist supplier."

Everyone who was there laughed again.

 Djakarta,

Sendrapati Penthouses.

At 07:00 p.m., they arrived in Jakarta. With Doddy who was assigned by Dirga to catch up with them at the airport.

Their return plan was already known by Wiwik. Because Dirga has been telling the happy news since this morning. But there was something more shocking to him, and at the same time made him haru at this time. And that is the return of Dhia with the prospective baby in the womb of the woman.

"Yes Allah .. O Allah, this is really, Madam Dhia pregnant?." Wiwik touched Dhia's stomach many times because he still could not believe."Time's gone right, Madam Dhia's stomach is still flat."

"Lah .. commute kok wes mblendung."

Dhia smiled amusedly looking at Wiwik's expression. "Wik ... So what do you think this is? pillow?" he said as he stroked his own stomach.

"Oh my goodness ... Wiwik is very happy, Ma'am." Wiwik hugs Dhia with his haru."Soon this house will be crowded, because there will be the sound of baby crying."

"Pantesan, this morning Mas Dirga called Wiwik .. asked Wiwik to clean the house until it was actually kinclong. Mas Dirga said there should be no ashes."

"Until the Benny is told to be caged so that the feathers do not fly anywhere" explained Wiwik at length.

"Oalah .. apparently because there is a prospective baby grandpa. Let's not get a virus, anyway?!"connect Wiwik again with pleasure. Then this woman giggled amusedly, while smiling to herself. Recollecting back his wicked plan with Rossa at that time. Not expecting that the plan of the two is really successful, managed to unite the two hearts that had been separated by a wall of revenge.

"Why are you smiling to yourself?." Dirga looked at Wiwik annoyed. It was as if it knew what kind of shadow was rotating in its assistant's head." I don't know, Wiwik's smile always made him suspicious.

Wiwik immediately shook until his cheeks swayed."It's nothing, Mas ... just want to exercise the lips." chirps origin."Wiwik smiles because of another grin, dong, Mas Dirga ..."

"Kan Mbak Dhia is pregnant."

"It's an expression of gratitude, of indecision." Wiwik put up a smile back. "Mbok ya don't suudzan mulu, anyway, Mas, same Wiwik."

"Sin, loh." said Wiwik smartass.

Dhia laughed at the long words that came from Wiwik's lips.

While Dirga kept a flat face in disbelief.

And Mbok Siah, who was smiling watching Wiwik, was now made to laugh because he felt funny with the woman in front of him just kept talking.

"Eh, who is this beautiful grandmother?" asked Wiwik to approach Mbok Siah who was sitting in a wheelchair. Apparently, a slow laugh from Mbok Siah's lips managed to attract his attention.