
At nine o'clock in the evening, Clara and Burma had just returned home from their father and mother's residence, spending time chatting and watching the silliness of the three old men who had always made her laugh, taking a moment off her mind even though after that she had to go back to pretending to be okay in front of her husband.
In fact, the Burmese family is really kind, loving as well as a warm and gentle figure. Clara likes to be in the middle of them, it's just that since the word grandchild is often discussed, since then Clara began to be uncomfortable. What else if the eye is visiting, then Clara must hold herself every time in the line of fertilizing herbs that are said to accelerate pregnancy.
If the face is not a parent, it can be sure the sharp mouth will be removed Clara. But unfortunately reality is not that good, and Clara must be willing to be a sweet child by not issuing curses.
“Bir, our home construction has reached where?” Clara asked as soon as her husband had just joined her in bed.
“Tomorrow we check, yes,” said Burma with her sweet smile that always made Clara fall in love. “Why? Don't live here?” he continued asking, while tidying up the child's hair blocking the cheek contains Clara.
“I feel at home here,” Clara does not lie, because if asked at home or not, Clara is at home, just feel uncomfortable lately. “I can't wait to live in a new house that's just the two of us. Take care of your needs, masakin for you, share the task of cleaning the house ..”
“Propay yes, dear. I'll make sure as soon as we move,” Burma cuts quickly his wife's words, then gives a deep peck on Clara's forehead, and hugs the slender body tightly. To be honest, Burma knows the real reason for the wife, only that Burma does not want to discuss it, which will most likely even make Clara more burdened.
It is not only Clara who gets the question, because Burma always gets it, what else is the eyeang who continues to terrorize it with short messages or calls that are routinely obtained every day. Burma is like Clara, bearing the burden of each. It's just that Burma is better at hiding it.
Which couple does not want a child to complete their marriage? Burma obviously wants that, but Burma does not want to be too cornered by his wife. After all, the age of their marriage was not even a year, there was still plenty of time for them to try. Now we just have to convince ourselves that the sustenance is not worth the Burmese and Clara get, even if it is time, Burma believes God will no longer delay it.
“Cla,” call Burma a little lower her body to align with the face of the wife, who only replied with a small deheman. “I really love you.”
The eyes that had been closed, opened again to hear the whisper of love. Clara's smile rose along with a red hue on her face. Although he had often heard the man say the word, but the effect was always the same, making his chest pound and heart warm.
“Sleep, Beer is late,” said Clara who pretended not to be interested in the love speech that Burma made.
“Whatever becomes your anxiety, whatever becomes the burden of your heart and mind, believe me here ready to give you a hug. Although it does not resolve, it is at least able to calm.”
Clara was stunned, and her tears suddenly trickled down at the whispers of her husband who was currently hugging her, hiding Clara's head in the chest of the Burmese field, who seemed to know that Clara did not allow her husband to see her crying. Look at how Clara may not fall in love with the handsome man, who always knows what he is feeling without having to be told first.
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“The spirit of the meeting, dear,” said Clara let go of the husband.
“Cella take good care of my wife,” orders Burma before completely disappearing behind the door.
“Since when did I double as a babysiter?” cella's grouse in the heart.
“Ck, you spoiled wife, can't you stay at home?” said Cella sneered.
“Why do you, Cel? Enri?” clara asked, raising her eyebrows.
“Ngapain also I envy,” grunts the secretary, which makes Clara chuckle softly. “There is no work, Bu so ngintilin pak Burma mulu,” said Cella in a voice that seemed to dislike the presence of Clara in the office. Ah, that woman from the beginning did not like her presence, so it was no longer a big deal for Clara.
“Know that I don't have a job,” Clara replied calmly.
“Means job search, let there be busyness.”
Although Cella's gaze was always sharp and showed her dislike, but after getting to know the woman better, Clara so had a feeling that said that actually the woman was not as bad as she thought from the beginning, anyway all this time, ever since she learned that Burma was married, Clara had never seen the secretary tease her husband. What else after Burma directly expressed his disinterest.
There was also no more threat that made Clara have to worry about her husband being tempted. But do not know if secretly the woman has devious intentions, because importantly, now Clara can breathe a sigh of relief.
“Lo very attention is the same I,” smile Clara was staring at her husband's secretary as if touched. “Gue has a busy schedule, Cell, at night, layanin my husband in bed. During the day, I work on lo.”
Sickening before then the beautiful woman who always wore sexy clothes came out with a little slamming the door, Clara laughed at the frustration of her husband's secretary. Quite entertaining in the midst of his boredom.
This morning Burma decided to take his wife to work, in addition to checking the construction of their house later in the day, Burma also does not want his wife to be at home which happens to be held today will be a collection of complex mothers.
Burma is worried about the question of when to get pregnant again his wife gets that will further worsen his wife's situation. So, taking Clara to the office is the best decision, at least there is Cella who can be argued with his wife, to forget for a moment the burden of his mind.