
As soon as he got home, Rambo parked his car and lifted Marwah's body easily, and sat in the chair while holding his wife. Marwah curled up to Rambo's steady warmth and strength, as if he were leaning against a brick wall. The body of her husband, so clayy and strong, Marwah knew well every centimeter of the body as she recognized her own body.
While putting her head on Rambo's chest, Marwah closed her eyes and m3ndesah, feeling safe behind her husband's arms at the time. The world outside of Rambo, so scary. There are many people who want him to suffer.
But inside Rambo's arms, Marwah finds hope. He feels safe. While alone with Rambo, Marwah whispered, "It is not expected that Mr. Norman can repent. Though he's been in jail, this time is different, it changes immediately."
"There's something big that motivates him to change" Rambo replied unhappily. "You must know what it is."
Marwah raised her head to see Rambo's eyes again. "No, Mas. What's what?"
"That's it, that's Norman's business. Only he knows."
Marwah shriveled for a moment as Rambo's facial expression looked displeased. His eyes looked deeply trying to interrogate what Rambo had in mind at the moment.
"What's wrong?" rambo asked while stroking Marwah's jaw with his fingertips.
Instead of answering, Marwah still continued to look at Rambo with a sharp gaze. Rambo's mind was very clearly disturbed by this chatter, the look on his face was very bright illustrating that. "Why don't you feel unhappy?"
"What?"
Rambo. While staring at the clear brown eyes he knew as well as he knew himself, Rambo saw the eyes glow and realized that he had shown his jealousy. Even while secretly cursing himself for showing his jealousy, Rambo realizes that Marwah must have known.
The wife drew closer, then hugged him tightly in the chest. Their bodies were fused, their minds reaching for each other. He could not hide his feelings from Marwah. Rambo leaned his cheek against Marwah's head while sighing and whispering, "Yes, I'm jealous."
"It's good to be honest like this" said Marwah, his words slightly muffled in Rambo's chest, "But jealous for what?"
For a moment Rambo was silent. For years he had never felt this feeling.
"Mass?" Marwah moves in Rambo's arms and looks up to look at him. "Why silence?"
"Darling, let's go to sleep, I'm already sleepy." Rambo replies to him, he drifts in daydreams and hugs unknowingly still in the living room chair.
"Yes," Marwah replied, she slowly stretched out her hand and carefully got up to her feet. Rambo suddenly felt cold and lonely.
Marwah moved away, tidied up her skirt and stepped towards the stairs. Looking at the stairs, he said slowly, "Ehm." Welcome back
Rambo stood up, tidied up his own clothes and kept his gaze focused on Marwah. He watched his wife, her curves, her long thick black hair, brightly glistened by the light of the lamp. Rambo's premonition tells him to approach his wife, hugging and embracing Marwah tightly so that he cannot escape from her.
"What do you want to say, baby?" Rambo's voice is soft, yet firm.
"I actually went to the police station, wanted to tell you something about it, but because of that, so it didn't, it almost forgot."
"Mas, actually someone wants to say hello to you, he said 'Papa'." The word Marwah makes Rambo so confused again. Meaning who?
"Honey, you are not comfortable calling me 'Mas' yes, often play with Kania it seems you are inspired. But it's good, I'm also glad that you want to call me 'Papa' haha I can also call you 'Mama'." Rambo laughed a little, my God, his wife since when is it so romantic.
"Not me, not me. The one who wants to say that is right here, in my stomach." Marwah pointed at her stomach.
Rambo frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Mas actually I was pregnant, um I also just found out earlier, when checked with Ms. Rani" said Marwah, she laughed and turned her face away from Rambo.
"You pregnant?" Rambo bengong, immediately his body pecked when nina said so.
"Yes Mas, sorry yes I don't know if you will be happy or not because this blessing came very quickly, maybe you are not ready or-but me..."
Not finished Marwah talking, Rambo immediately walked towards him and raised his body.carrying him full of love and joy like the middle of carrying a small child, Rambo even twirled Marwah's body in his arms, and even, she was so happy that she couldn't believe what Nina said just now.
"Oahhhh!!!! hahahaha who said I'm not happy? My son, you are carrying Marwah, of course I am happy, really happy." Rambo shouted with great prowess.
"Mas, stop me dizzy don't go round and round, put me down now Mas," replied Marwah somewhat moaning.
But Rambo ignored him, he could not, did not want to bring down Marwah because it was too happy, not counted.
"Marwah, I really don't know what to say to you, you know I'm so happy right now, my heart's like it's going to explode." He raised Marwah's body, but eventually stopped twirling her body.
"Mas, put me down. Don't you lift me up? Don't yell, it's night."
"Don't lift your body all day, I can work all night. Because I love you, men can be stronger for loved ones, there is never a tired word for me for you, our family." Said Rambo back, he cupped Marwah's body, until can't bear to not kiss him, kiss his wife's sweet lips. And slowly lowered Marwah's small body from the firm grip of her arms.
"Mas.let's go to bed. I'm also fucking." Marwah whispered in Rambo's ear while rubbing her eyes rough.
"Ah, right. Sorry yes, I was too happy to forget, baby you have to take care of your health, I am ready to cook for you, really. And Marwah thank you, you've been a light in my gloomy life." Rambo again lifted Marwah's body and put her to bed.
Not long Marwah was asleep, while Rambo could not sleep, could not feel, his feelings were not bad, his chest was pounding because he was very happy to hear this news. He slept beside Marwah while stroking his stomach elus.
"Son, thank you you for being here, papa is very happy, you know papa and mama are very much looking forward to you, you don't be naughty in your stomach yes, take good care of your mama dear. Papa hear you guys if you're grown up in the womb likes to kick? but you don't kick mommy's stomach, you're gonna be in pain. If you are born and raised later, you never make your mother angry, you are fierce if you are angry again. But even if Mama is so dear to mama, you are too? papa's sleepy, you're also sleeping okay, papa's son is sleeping, baby." I said in my heart.
That creepy gondrong, now it looks like a child. Rambo chatted with his baby in the belly of Marwah, until his eyes began to feel heavy, I kissed Marwah's forehead, then whispered.
"Good night baby, I love you all more than my own life."