Silence Cupu, It's the Queen
Chapter 94 The future

...year 2014...

A baby has been born into the world safely without one less, tiny baby born normally on Friday May 2014

"Please dear.You have struggled "to kiss the forehead of the wife who still seems to sweat.

"Our son is healthy, right, baby ? is it pretty like me hhmm? "

Trying to smile despite the fact that you have to endure pain and pain when a doctor and some sisters seem to be giving stitches to the birth canal.

"Hold a moment ma'am. This is just a four-piece stitch, commonplace for the first time lahiran.". "a female doctor seemed patient and painstaking to take action.

some of the sisters were seen cleaning up the remaining blood on the body of Ratih prameswari, while the other two sisters were seen observing the baby who was female.

"Darling. thirsty.. "

the son swiftly took a glass of warm sweet tea water at the table near the crib.

"Drink slowly dear.. "

A husband who accompanies his wife while struggling to bet their lives for their children, a husband who is not at all disgusted at the sight of blood splattered, Husband who joined in crying when he saw the mother of the prospective child in pain while pushing until almost run out of oxygen to breathe.

the growing affection for the wife who gives new life through her womb.

a few years ago, Ratih Prameswari took a big decision at the age of 23 years to receive the betrothed of Putra pratama, a senior student who fell in love since the first semester of the cupu entered college at a state university of the capital city of central Java.

There is a happy heart, there is a wounded heart..

How the parents of Ratih prameswari try to convince if his destiny is in sight, but Ratih chose to fight the destiny by choosing the Son as her husband.

Fabiyan was the most injured man at that time, seeing the figure of his kinasih garwo with a man other than himself. His heart was broken, even tears were dry. The sadness and disappointment was clearly expressed when greeting the two brides on stage.

Like life but lifeless, beautiful hope coupled with garwo kinasih extinct already, life is being unfair, and Fabiyan feels injustice but he can do what, he can do, after all, since the beginning of meeting Ratih prameswari, it is always a pull to keep the distance.

only a sweet memory is left when he accidentally kissed the lips of ratih prameswari when almost died in the palace shiva.

Only that touch now rests in Fabiyan's heart, a sense that should have been real but unachievable because of a different ego.

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Putra and Ratih live in Yogyakarta after getting the blessing of both parents to live in their own home.

Putra gained the trust to manage the family-owned hotel area, and Ratih had already left work at the cultural reserve's observation hall, she chose to be a housewife but remained active if she got the call to visit the historic site.

various charters and certificates of Ratih get when still working first, it is a proof if she is a woman who loves the history of the ancestors.

Now the daughter of Ratih and Putra is 3 months old, is actively moving Raising the head.

"eh uh tayangnya mother already want to go on her stomach yak. "tempting the baby who is cool to play in her baby bed.

The little princess who had beautiful eyes every looked at her like she was emitting a happy smile, a plump baby weighing 8kg with her skinned hhmmm as she descended her father hehe..

Seemingly reaching for something when there is nothing in front of the baby..

Parents said it was possible, the baby was being visited by his ancestors who were only the baby who felt.

Seeing the baby seems cool playing with no one, but Ratih always answers

whoever you are, may not play my son but come up with a good and reassuring form, do not make my son cry in fear, Rahayu ancestor..

By late afternoon, Ratih had finished cleaning the house, preparing dinner, and also a warm drink for her husband.

at 17:00 a car engine entered the garage. Ratih carried the princess out of the terrace.

"Haloo father.. tuh father has come home airing. "the princess who was carried like understanding and then laughing.

"so befy the father's son" said the son but did not approach because he felt his body was still dirty and the smell of sweat.

"Through my side, baby, I'm ready to take a shower.. "

"okay. "kiss far away and enter through the side door that is connected through the garasin directly into the kitchen.

half an hour later the little family seemed to be relaxing in the tv room. Just listening to entertainment events while chatting lightly.

"I should be breastfeeding so maybe it'll be bobo "

Sure enough the adek seemed to fall asleep when patted lightly by his father.

Ensuring the child's sleeping position is safe, Putra approached Ratih was in the kitchen.

"honey." hugging from behind.

circular hand fitting writhing Train. Head ka Putra use dicuk neck, Observing his wife who is not at all disturbed with her big baby.

"I made a spicy omelet, do not know it arrived just pingin "

elus cheeks her masculine smelling husband is always tempting.

a few moments later..

"Let's eat first, baby... "

Warm rice with vegetable asem salted fish fried tofu and spicy omelet

Eat both very familiarly, occasionally feeding each other. The food runs out and the brother of Putra seems to be quick to help wash dirty dishes while Ratih takes care of the rest.

"You want some warm tea before we go to bed, baby ?" Trained offer

"May be. a glass together but. " replied Brother Son smiled.

Honestly for 3 months post-partum they have not had a husband and wife relationship, and tonight the Son feels like doing it.

"Darling." holding his wife in arms.

wipe his hair..

"Are we able to do that hhm." kissed the head of the wife full of camba.

"Of course you can, honey. Do you want us to do that now ? mumpung adek soundly her bobo.. "

the two smiled meaningfully, then began to give and receive each other's touch which increasingly demanded more.

aghh..

feeling amused when her husband touches the breast pocket that looks more plump filled.

The more touched makes milk seep, because indeed a mother who breastfeeds exclusively will have a magical stock which, the more often sucked instead of being exhausted it will be more and more.

And as the two have ignited passion, the views of the two are just as foggy and want to reach the pinnacle of mutual release..

hmmph...

hmmph..

"Come to the room. "pinta kak Putra.

and when the two were about to continue the hot activity in the room arrived ...

oek. oek...

The sound of crying at that time also managed to spread everything..

hmmmm...

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seriated

This story is not entirely real, nor is it entirely hazy

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