Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 97 The Longer the Bucin (Extra part).

After breakfast Rahman immediately departed to be picked up by Adit with Intan. His assistant cursed Abdar in his heart, because every day his work is not reduced to increase.

"Yank," call Abdar spoiled watching Rahimah's back in the pantry from the dining table.

"Hmm." Sahut Rahimah without turning around is still busy with what she does.

"Jank ...." Re-call while standing up and walking closer.

"Hmmm," again the Rahimah only answered with a murmur.

"Why, he replied hmm hmm mulu?"

"Mas." Rahimah's cry was jolted in shock as she suddenly hugged Abdar from behind.

Relaxedly Abdar tightened his embrace on the wife's flat stomach, his chin was placed on the shoulders of Rahimah as a pedestal.

"Why?" Abdar's whisper is soft in the ear of the womb.

"Geli ahh, ma'am." She said, because her hands were foamy and dirty she also moved to her husband's hand was released.

"Don't move, someone will wake up ...!" Rahimah shuddered in horror to hear Abdar's voice impressed different from the one before.

"Where not to move, if the hand even spread everywhere!" The Rahimah protest is still moving a little.

"When is it in here?" Said Abdar gently rubbing the belly of the Rahimah.

"Udah fill kali Mas!" Rahimah replied casually trying to return to work while holding back amused.

"Eh seriously?" Instantly straightened his head from the shoulder of the womb and looked at the wife in surprise.

"Since When?" continued again.

"Since then!" rahimah ambigu.

"meaning?" Abdar frowned not understanding.

"We're just having breakfast? So it's over!" Both of Abdar's shoulders immediately joined after hearing Rahimah's explanation.

It turned out that what he was discussing and the Rahimah was talking about, was at odds.

"I don't mean that" Abdar quickly said.

"Continue?" asked Rahimah pretending not to understand.

"Baby" said Abdar Lirih.

Rahimah made a smile, washed her hands and wiped her and turned to face Abdar. "Not so fast that time, ma'am. Did I just get married? So it's impossible to fill it up." Say a soft womb while rubbing her husband's firm jaw.

Their views met and stared intently at each other, "Continue ... How can I fill it up quickly?" abdar asked with a mysterious smile.

The womb gasped he was trapped by his own answer, his eyeballs moved furiously looking for the right answer. Not yet able to answer Abdar has spoken again.

"We make it every day, day and night to fill it up!" With a single stomp the womb was directly in his carrier.

"Mas." Scream Rahimah while glaring.

"What?" tanya Abdar casually approached the stairs.

"Why what?" His hands were already tightly hugging Abdar's neck for fear of falling.

"You're niggling first." Kissing the cheek of the womb quickly.

"Yes, ngaco mas! It's still morning, but last night, isn't it?" the protest disagreed.

"Not satisfied, still want to." Pushed the door of the room and locked it tightly.

"But Mas" he lamented.

Abdar did not care and immediately laid her on the bed. Rahimah sighed resignedly when her instal hijab pulled Abdar and threw her in any direction.

"Every near you, I want and want again. We're just leafy at home, so I want to keep you locked up in your room all night." I am Abdar while he is laying on Rahimah with both hands resting on his side.

"If so later I work, let's not be near-deket mas Abdar." Reply Rahimah pout.

"I don't give you permission" Abdar said.

"Once again, last night! Still in the morning asking again?" The spoiled punch landed on the chest of the field the man was pinning down on his.

"So not sincere, if you serve your husband?" Flat sound makes Rahimah shrivel.

"It's not so!" Waving his fingers across Abdar's chest, he made an abstract pattern.

Rahimah lowered her head in fear, "I'll be tired Mas, if you have to keep bathing," he murmured.

"That germ?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'll take a shower!" Womb bulging reflex pinched the chest of the husband.

"www." Little moans escaped from Abdar's mouth.

"It's not just Mas, don't you know? I'm also tired if every time I have to go back and forth, prone, supine, kept on top .. napa anyway," he said back and forth.

"Yes, just shut up .. I'm not going back and forth."

Rahimah still wants to take out her strands but her mouth is struck by the ruler of her ascetic place.

Sighing a long breath as Abdar took it off, inevitably he had to resign. Finally, he patiently removed all the cloths that were attached to his frail body and hooked both hands over Abdar's neck.

Repeat hot nights, eh wrong .. hot mornings mean. What Abdar said earlier, now he proved ... Rahimah was indeed left silent, but also locked up until before Rahman returned to school.

"Mas iih, my body feels crumpled." Complain Rahimah while pouting after mandatory bath.

"Don't pout that way! I'll be wanting to be again!"

"Why the hell? How do you continue to be addicted? I don't know what, if I'm rich with that pain and blisters." Said Rahimah holding back the crying.

"I'm sorry .. end I can't stand your clay, so I want to continue," said Abdar regretfully.

"If you can't bear to look at me, let me go to work."

"No, I don't give permission. Point." is undeniable.

"If so, don't repeat!" reply Rahimah is no less firm.

Abdar scratched his nape, realizing this was all his fault. "Yes, I'll try" he replied slowly.

"Don't just try, but MUST" said Rahimah full of emphasis.

"Yes, yes ...."

"It's all Abdar's fault, I didn't cook my afternoon," glanced in annoyance.

"Let's order at the cafe." His words immediately snatched the HP on the nightstand.

"I swear you're cravings later mas," murmured Rahimah annoyed while watching Abdar who called someone.

Not long after Abdar's order came along with Rahman.

"Tumben order food outside, ma? Mama's not cooking?" Rahman looked at his Mama who was sitting on the chair.

They are currently gathering at the dinner table to prepare for lunch.

Rahimah gave a sharp look to the suspect who made herself unable to cook lunch. While Abdar just smirked showing a row of neat and white teeth.

"Yes, my mom didn't cook, she wasn't feeling well." Rahimah said giving an excuse while glancing at Abdar.

"Yes ma, if not feel well .. later Istrahat again in the room," suggested Rahman.

Abdar smelled a smile.

"If you continue in the room, my mother even more sick. Mama is working." Abdar stared straight at me.

Rahimah raised her chin slightly, stating that she was challenging.

"Don't you have a boutique now? Why not go to the store?" Suddenly Rahimah pat jidat.

He who is not used to having his own boutique can even forget it, he said, maybe because Abdar who always locked him up so he could not think clearly because after being pounded he immediately fell asleep and when he woke up again pounded.

"Oiya, why did you forget?"

"In the boutique there is Jihan, she takes care of the boutique. You only look at it once," Abdar chimed in.

"Any name is not my boutique" complained Rahimah annoyed.

"Yes, you can go to the boutique tomorrow. But don't get tired" Abdar's message resigned.

Though his intention wanted to make the baby to finish first, it will only give a pause but now gatot .. but he did not give up, later tonight thought Abdar.

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