The Charm of Love Amartha

The Charm of Love Amartha
Who is Nempel?


"Times, anyway?" Satya sought the origin of the source of all the odors of women's perfume.


"Pretend not to know or indeed Mas's nose is errorous?" accuse Amartha. Satya did not know that the smell of a wife is so sharp, especially Amartha who is pregnant is very sensitive to all smells.


"Can't be stuck," muttered Satya who just remembered that he had just met Ivanka, the man was still looking for the smell that his wife meant.


"What seals? nempel who?" Amartha chases Satya with a question.


"That same ear nose can be very tajem, dah!" Satya shook his head to see his wife's behavior.


"Jawab, um!" Amartha began to crumble.


The woman folded her hands in front of her chest and she looked down at the window, upset.


"Gosh," Satya was eager to grab her hair, Amartha why so lash like now. The man gently stroked his wife's hair, but Amartha did not budge.


"Yank.." call Satya.


"Yank .. horrified me first, yes I am clear," Satya flicked his wife's arm.


"Yes, it was clear" Amartha brushed off Satya's colekan, but the man continued to persuade his wife to look at him.


"Look here first dong, Yank." said Satya whining.


"Later your neck pegel next to the loh," continued the man again


"Yes, she was very clear" Amartha finally turned to Satya. The man took a breath and then exhaled slowly.


"Maybe it's Ivanka's perfume" Satya said carefully.


"So you're the same? huhuhuhhu, evil you, Mas! I'm pregnant and I'm cheating!" Amartha pierced Satya's arm.


"No, Yank! horrified first," Satya stopped Amartha's anarchist actions. The woman cries in disappointment that Satya did a sticky scene with the woman who clearly likes Satya.


"This perfume can stick in your suit means you are stuck" said Amartha accompanied by a sob. Satya wiped a trace of tears on Amartha's cheek


"Not intentionally, Yank ... really, suwer!" Satya held his wife's hand.


"What is it intentionally?" amartha asked annoyed with Satya.


"Nempel," said Satya.


"Tuuuuhhh kaaaaaaannn!" Amartha pouted while Satya laughed instead, adding to the hubbub in the pregnant woman's heart.


"Hahahaha, just now Ivanka wanted to fall, I kept holding it, but the time yes the perfume smell followed the stick anyway?" Satya said as her nose sniffed both of her arms, there was indeed a slight perfume scent on her left arm.


"It's really just being held?" amartha asked still sulking, Satya turned her head and nodded.


"Yeahaaaaa, Ma'amaaaa..." Satya pinched his wife's cheek.


"Mother is jealous, dek.." whispered Satya to Amartha's distended stomach.


"Ihhhhh, what the hell?" amartha said embarrassed because he had mistaken Satya. But for a moment his mind floated on Sinta's words. Amartha looked at Satya who was now starting to drive forward her car.


Amartha several times looked at Satya who was driving at medium speed. Satya smiled as her gaze and Amartha met.


Several times Sinta's words telling her to be careful of Ivanka made her a little anxious. But his inner self said that Satya would not be able to act something that would hurt him. He was sure this man beside him would be firm on his loyalty.


Elsewhere, Firlan had just laid her body on a soft bed in a hotel room that she had been in for a few days. The man let out a long sigh, after doing an unusual job. The man was fresh and fragrant after a while ago flushed his body under the shower.


"Kok, not lifted, anyway?" firlan muttered when Vira never picked up her phone.


"Where are the boys!" Firlan is still trying to contact Vira once again. But the woman he was missing did not take a call from him. Finally Firlan gave up, she put the phone back on her bed.


"It turns out to be a very tired manual worker, the body is already buried one RT," murmured Firlan stroked his waist.


While Vira who several times on the phone the idol was in the room Ricko. Raharjo is in a sterile room, so no one else can wait for him other than the nurse on duty, while Dewi is resting in the room Vira.


"How are you doing today?" ask Vira who put a basket of fruit on the table.


"Very good" said Ricko with a faint smile.


"Thank God, then .. sorry I only brought fruit," said Vira who began to approach and pull a chair beside the man's bed and sat on it.


"Thank you, that's more than enough" said Ricko, who knows Vira is still very awkward to talk to him.


"Ehm, there's something you want, uh I mean there's something you want?" vira asked, breaking the silence, while Ricko laughed when he heard Vira speak.


"Why? is there something funny about my words? " asked Vira wince in wonder.


"Hahahaha, no! um, you don't have to talk too stiff like that, just relax a few times." said Ricko.


"Want me to peel an apple?" ask Vira again.


"Can, if it doesn't make you tired" said Ricko, who made Vira chuckle with the man's answer. The woman got up from her seat and took an apple and a knife.


"Pelas kayak gini where there is tired, Sis.." replied Vira while carrying the apple to the sink in the toilet.


"If you need something to say, as much as possible I will come here," said Vira after returning to sit next to Ricko with an apple and a knife in his hand.


"But how do I call you when I don't have your number, Vira." said Ricko.


"Oh, yeah yeah." said Vira who then chuckled. Ricko immediately picked up the phone beside him, seeing that Vira immediately mentioned his mobile number.


"I can't call if I need anything" Vira said sincerely.


"Well," replied Ricko returning a smile from the little girl he had always missed.


"At least that's what I can do as my gratitude," said Vira she had not yet peeled the apple in her hand.


"Actually you don't have to do that, because I'm sincere," Ricko said with his trademark smile.


"Geez! from earlier talking apples have not been anything!" serukvira surprised the man who was lying in his bed.


"Gaggetin' on someone you, Vir!" Ricko rubbed his chest, Vira's crisp voice made an ear taste good.


"Sorry, hahahaha..." Vira even laughed a little.


"This is the apple to peel or want the gapung cut?" ask Vira.


"What if you give me the knife" said Ricko.


"Sister wants to debus? all knives are eaten! there-there was, deh.." as long as Vira, then both laughed and the atmosphere began to warm up.


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