My Young Widow
Must Be Pregnant

The girl gave the bag containing the illegal drug, Andra's eyes sharpened and immediately cremated the drug that he considered anathema, he threw it carelessly, and then, then pull the girl's waist and lean her face on the soft part that is still wrapped in the towel.

"Ndra .. eheheheh, I can wear clothes, yes, this is cold!"

"Want me to warm up?"

Not want!

Lips Girl throbbing, if her husband keeps this there she will be a quick betrothed, just look how Andra is so good at touching it, must have been ah-uh continues.

Uh, girl pat herself on the forehead, think about the things she doesn't deserve to think, if this one widower hears, he can be told off the towel, plain until morning.

Long enough Andra leaned on the soft hill, which became a tingling back, she pushed Andra's head, pulling the little jet-black hair.

"Why, lazy to serve your husband?"

Uh,

"Well, who said that anyway, am I going to go back to head therapy, right?"

Andra chuckled, the reason the girl did not push her head with her hands, but with a wave of the hill poking soft.

Instead of staying away, Andra just drowned her face there, spending the remaining fragrant aroma until it was not venomous on the skin of the Girl.

Then, his hand went down to the belly of the Girl, he wanted the child of the Girl, at least it made the Girl by his side, inexplicably he got scared.

"What do you want to eat?" it has escaped the clutches of the tiger. "You want to buy or buy?"

"Whatever is important from your hand!"

"Ehehehehe, just buy it yes, I'm lazy to cook, tired, Ndra, want it?"

Andra just nodded, she then passed to the study, brought a million questions to the girl, she could not calm down even though Andra had kissed her a lot and asked for the medicine to be thrown away.

Does she really want me to get pregnant with her child? Then, if I get pregnant, she'll be with me forever, won't she?

The girl is ambient cardigannya, she ran forward, the fried rice in front of this complex smells very fragrant and crowded, she wants to try it.

Without telling Andra first, the girl just passed by, she was wearing Sandro's motorcycle whose key was always attached there.

Mother was exposed, the woman entered Andra's house, there was no Andra there, but the sound of the study room made her curious.

Tok, tok, tok ....

"Son Andra, are you in here?"

Mammy?

Andra broke off her phone with Gio, she rushed to open the door, afraid that something might happen to her in-laws.

"Son Andra, where is that girl going outside dark-dark gini?"

Andra widened her eyes, she did not know and the Girl did not say anything to her.

The two of them ran down, it was not only night, but it was about to change days, while the Girl was out of nowhere.

"He didn't bring his hape, I see what kind of jacket he's wearing?"

"Yes, girl's style is usually that."

"So, just nawari Andra eat, he said buy because he was lazy to cook, just did not know if it turns out to buy itself," said Andra, his face was very anxious.

Before long, about fifteen minutes both of them wait, Andra is impatient again, he outsource his sport bike, he will look for Girl to the end of the world.

Plaque!

Hopefully anxious, this problem is a new environment for them, Andra also has not provided a maid in this house for his in-laws and his wife, he wants privacy awake, but his wife is just this fad.

"Helen?" Andra said she was sure the one wearing the pink cardigan was his wife, she turned the gas closer. "Helen," he called a little louder, as some people turned their heads.

The girl gaping, blinking fast as if in disbelief Andra would catch up with her, was already like a lost goat boy.

The thick jacket that Andra loose, he gave to the Girl, everyone gaping over the treatment of Andra on the Girl, queuing fried rice while treated to a romantic scene like soap operas.

"Ndra, i-"

"Other times it says if you want to go outside, here you don't know anyone, if it's missing and someone kidnaps, you-" Andra scoops her face, she's so eye-catching. "- Tell her brother to be spitty!"

Glue, glue,

Nasgor's brother swallowed his saliva heavily, forgot at once what to cook, frying it until it boomed, drifting on the soap opera scene that Andra and Girl created.

"Thank you, Bang." Girl wants to cover her face, embarrassed. "Come, I'll follow you from behind!"

"Don't repeat!"

"Yes, Ndra, let's go home!" Girl sleigh her husband away, this one young widower attracts the attention of women, handsome beat the moon. "Yes, Ndra ... get angry at home, okay!"

***

Lisa Gadiskasari, the name that Hikam had to remove from his memory, he no longer needed the woman, her presence neither supported nor benefited him.

In fact, ever since Andra married Girl, her career has soared and many have taken sympathy to their relationship.

"You what?" answer Lisa's call.

The woman sounded whining to be found, bored in the big house itself, she wanted to return to life together with Hikam just like before, every day to scream it was like being able to meet, the pleasure was slowly fading.

"I can't, Lisa. Stop calling me like this, you know that now Andra's getting up, and I-" she took a breath. "-you know what happened to me, Lisa? I'm the oldest kid here, but I didn't get anything!"

"Darling, you'll get it all, I'll be with you, let's get married and make kids, that way you'll feel good." Lisa replied.

"Kids? You can think about it, even I don't know after marriage, if they still accept me, everyone will talk about us, it turns out Lisa's ex-wife Andra is in a relationship with her ex-sister-in-law, is that true?!"

"Right, that's the fact, after all we won't open since when, we can say it recently after Andra got married!"

Lisa felt sure, in the past Andra was willing to sacrifice the good name of the man for the life of Lisa and Hikam, on the basis of family relationships, of course for now will not change, for now, Andra will put up another body for the wholeness of her extended family.

Hikam massaged his temple, he did not know what to do, the world as if not willing to side with him at all, destroyed.

Today's report further throbbed his head, he's not as relaxed as Gana, accepting what he is and not too ambitious, he wants to be the successor of this family business, he said, not under the power of Andra.

"I have to get pregnant again Hikam child, the point is I have to get pregnant, but how do I set her up, she does not want to meet me, how?" think Lisa, let's think.

Lisa pacing erratically, from one corner to the other, the phone kept on burning, whether she wanted to contact who, who could help her fuse with Hikam only Andra.

But, there's no way he's gonna call Andra after he's gone far and promised he won't call Andra again.

"He, it should be him. I can go crazy thinking about this, I want Hikam to be my husband, or I'll just trap him, hem?" tusky. "I have to get pregnant, that's the short way!"

This month, she had no sign of pregnancy, but she did not swallow the pill at all when she was with Hikam.

At Andra's house, by,

The routine after work is nothing but a housewife who is ready to wait for her husband to come home.

Although Andra was indifferent to her in the office, the girl began to adapt to the nature of the chameleon baboon on her husband, she dispelled bad thoughts.

"Helen, Helen and Helen, just try to call me Girl, it's delicious!" gerutu while making sambal.

She did not realize that her husband had come home, standing in the kitchen doorway watching his movements, grinning at the babble of the Girl.

"Hey, Helen, go home!"

"Helen, get me my clothes!"

"Helen, did you reject your husband?"

"Sleep me, Helen!"

Girl with a waist, "I'm really ready for you, put you to sleep how, eyes closed, the bottom do not want to sleep, as a result of me who can not sleep, he slumber after that, it's so good!" any more.

There was no reaction from Andra, he was still standing and leaning there, waiting until his wife was content to curse behind him.

The krompyang!

"Heleeeen, don't be noisy, I'm working again!" he's draped in Andra's style. "You can't if it's the right job, I'm dizzy in the office, at home should help you, worry about you and so on. Oh my goodness, he's a lot of talk and-"

Duars,

He turned his face to make sure it wasn't Andra by the door.

No, he's just a shadow, isn't he!

Uh,

Girl pack and clean your things, then go, save yourself!

Andra closed the kitchen door, she pushed the girl into a trap between herself and the refrigerator, restricting the girl's motion.

"It looks like I'm too good until you're rude" Andra whispered.

"What, ahahahah, what are you talking about, Ndra?"

"I, you said that, repeat!"

The girl raised both her hands, "I'm just-"

Cups,

"Ndra, i-"

Cups,

This widower, my god!

"Ndra, stop!" he held Andra's face, almost grabbed her lips, she was cooking.

"Helen," he called as he held back, The girl retreated again, her eyebrows raised. "Helen, is it true that the drug has been disposed of?"

That damn drug, yes.

The girl nodded, Andra smiled meaningfully.

"I continue cooking yes, you take a shower and once you're done, you can eat right away!" he spread both his hands, raised high and tiptoed.

"Don't!" Andra put both hands down. "She's rocking if you lift that up!" pinch natural soft pillow belongs to Girl.

The girl glared, she clenched her arms together, clenching to put a limit on Andra.

"Thanks to my hand, it's getting bigger, isn't it?"

"Hush, you're here, step aside!"

"Helen"

"Go, not in the kitchen!"

Andra chuckled, she likes his wife's style.

Andra's phone shook again, Lisa's name is the longest there, indeed he has not removed his ex-wife's number.

Ndra, pick up my phone, get me to meet Hikam, I have to get pregnant with his son, or maybe your son? Lisa's.

"Helen, come here!"

"Wait a minute, I'm gonna saute this for a second!"

"Come on, now, Helen!"