Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
It's Sold Out

"Look, Ma. Who is in front of us!", Dance smirked. He looked at Anya who looked slightly paled. "My face, honey. Are you afraid of me? Oh come on, where is your arrogant attitude that you showed me a few days ago?."

Anya was silent, she stared at Tania and Tari alternately. "Do you want to come here?", asked Anya ventured.

Dance is getting closer towards Anya. "Don't forget that I'm still Danar's wife. You don't have a big head, 'cause you're gonna be Danar's only wife. Let's see if you'll survive with that guy, after Danar falls into poverty!!."

Dance ignored Anya, she walked up, there might be her trunk left behind, Anya thought.

"You're happy to live in this house?", asked Tania who looked down at Anya lightly. But Anya did not answer. "After this, look for another man who will accept you sincerely. Leave Danar, because the man will never change. Once baw*ingan, it will still be b*ingan!!."

Dance is seen going down the stairs while carrying some files in her hand. "Come, Ma. Don't spend your time talking to this lady. Our business is done here!!."

Dari and Tania leave Anisa's house and leave curiosity in Anya's heart. If Tari loves Danar, why would she easily want to part ways. Or all this time, could it have been all just a charade. Ah never mind, want Dance or Danar, all the same. Nothing is right between them. And again, it's none of his business.

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"Darling, already lightened?", asked Gita while massaging her husband's nape. This is his routine every day. The morning sickness that hit her husband is not over.

"Already!", replied Dirga while buried his face in the chest of the wife. Inhaling the scent of the Gita body makes the nausea slightly reduced.

"Can you still go to the office?" asked Gita. Dirga nodded, "I have to meet a new client today. So I have to go to the office. But later lunch, you will follow. I want to eat your yellow rice!", said Dirga who still closed his eyes.

"alright. I'll go to the office, bring you lunch. Now, let's get ready. I'll help you!."

After helping her husband prepare. Gita drove Dirga to the door. After breakfast with a little drama.

"Don't forget the yellow rice. Complete with thick fried sambal and krispy chicken!."

Gita smiled, "Ready boss. The order will be delivered in the next five hours!."

Dirga kissed his wife's forehead gently and then got into the car. After the car that drove her husband out of the yard, then Gita went inside.

"Especially what the boy wanted?", asked January who was sitting in the guest room.

"Yellow rice with potato fried sambal and krispy chicken!", said Gita to the in-laws.

January chuckled, "Who is pregnant, who is cravings and spoiled, who is. Papa is so hesitant, lest the boy prank us!!."

Gita laughed a little. She recalled, two days ago her husband sulked and asked for a mango recipe made by January. By force, the man sitting in a wheelchair made his son want. And after painstakingly making it, Dirga said casually that he did not want to run anymore and asked January who ate it.

"Heheh, bring a baby maybe, Pa!."

"Big baby!!."

January shook his head, "Papa got bored in the room. Papa will feed the fish aside!."

Gita drove her in-laws to the side of the house. Where many ornamental fish are preserved in-laws. After leaving January, Gita rushed to the kitchen to prepare her husband's order. For food, Dirga and January do prefer the Gita problem. So to eat, always Gita who prepares it.

Working with kitchen materials and tools has become a habit since adolescence. Of course, it is very easy for Gita to prepare whatever cuisine her husband or in-laws want. For almost an hour, Gita finally finished her cooking. There are still two hours to rest. So the young mummy decided to go to the room and rest for a while before taking lunch to the husband's kanaro.

At exactly 11 pm, Gita was ready to challenge the order of the husband.

"Sorry you can't accompany Papa to a meal. The big baby will be angry if I come late!."

He smiled, "Go. Papa's fine eating alone!."

Gita is not feeling well. Several times he left January and ended up the old man had to eat alone because he had to deliver food to Dirga's office. January is so understanding. He did not mind even having to eat alone, of course because he could eat satisfied without hesitation if there was a son-in-law. The proof, after Gita pampit. January has lunch so well. He even looked a few times.

"Sir, I'll stop by Amanda's brownie shop for a second, yeah!."

"Okay, Non!."

Gita bought some boxes of her favorite brownies. Not to forget for husband, in-law, driver and household assistant at home.

"We have arrived, Non!", said the driver to him.

Gita gets out of the car. In his right hand against the rantang. Then in his left hand he carries two brownie cookies that he just bought!.

"Siang Bu Gita!." said the employee was friendly.

"Jiang!", replied Gita smiling. He is known to be friendly to his employees. Even since he worked.

Gita walked towards the elevator. Enter and then press the number 10 where her husband's room is located.

"Jiang, Andre. This is a cake for you!", said Gita while giving the cake she brought

"Well, thank you, ma'am. So troublesome!".

"Cake only. Is Mas Dirga inside?", asked Gita

"There was. But inside there is still a client Mr. Dirga. I came out just to copy the newly agreed cooperation file!."

Gita nodded, she stood near the door. So I could hear the conversation in her husband's room.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, Dir! Yes, I want lunch with me. I miss you!."

"Sorry, Miss. Dirga was sold out. So just bring the others!!."