The Charm of Love Amartha
Ngenes

That night at Ganendra's residence.

"Yank..." Satya called his wife who was lying behind him

"Diem's cigarette? am I wrong again?" satya asked, but Amartha did not budge.

"He didn't come to me, Yank..." Satya soon clarifies the arrival of Ivanka, a feathered and resilient incarnation of a riot in the lives of Satya and Amartha.

"Yank.." whined Satya, he sighed.

"You can ask anything just don't mediemin me like gini," said Satya, the man issued the ultimate style so that his wife quickly let go.

"Madep here cake, this is her handsome husband like this mubadzir if not considered," said Satya who pedenya as high as the sky.

"I'm not angry with Mas, I'm just a sprain again," said Amartha who was still silent on his position.

"For Ivanka, right?" ask Satya.

Amartha nodded, she slowly tilted her sleeping position turning to face her beloved husband.

"Certainly? how do you avoid feeling your sprains, Yank?" satya asked, he stroked Amartha's face.

"We're out, will you?" Satya asked, peeping at the back of his wife's hand.

"I want to eat lamongan again, but have to eat on the spot" said Amartha.

"Okay, I know a good place!" said Satya assented bumil request

"Times?" Amartha squinted her eyes, her husband's tumben immediately agreed to her words, usually if Amartha wants to eat on the side of the road there must be a reason. Alsan clean up, just take it home.

"Times, anyway?" Amartha looked at her husband deeply.

"L-yes, because you love to eat lesehan like me. I'm so looking for a good place for you to eat, that's it..." the slightly nervous Kara Satya got a look from his wife.

"It's good, look out if it's not!" Amartha.

"Don't you, Dad, Dek?" Satya whispered to her son-in-law.

Amartha soon got out of bed, as did Satya. The man changed clothes in the dressing room. I heard someone knocking on the door from outside.

"Let me go!" Amartha opened the door of her room with her pants and clothes in her hands.

"Why, Sha?" amartha asked as she saw her sister-in-law standing in front of the room.

"Nih, he said he forgot to bring a parcel from whom tuh mami said, his son was papi..." Prisha handing a bag.

"Thank you, yes sha.." said Amartha, he remembered who had brought the parcel.

"Will you go, huh?" prisha asked when she saw the clothes on her sister-in-law's hand.

"Yes, go out and get some food" replied Amartha.

"Where? follow dong," asked Prisha with clear eyes.

"Due to come? he said your stomach hurts?"

"It's not just the stomach but the heart also hurts, if now it's light, really! can come, huh? please.." said Prisha clenching her palms together.

"I want to change my clothes first" said Amartha.

"I'm waiting downstairs, Ma'am?" said Prisha.

Amartha again closed the door and walked with a single fist of the serpent woman.

"What is that, Yank?" ask Satya.

"From the woman who was the same sex as my husband" replied Amartha.

Amartha saw the contents of what Ivanka brought, it turned out that the contents of a men's tie and tie clamp were exorbitant.

"Because, why do you like this stuff ... For whom to try? if not for Mr. Satya," said Amartha.

"Dispose, Yank ... rather than make sprains," Satya took Ivanka's gift and dumped her in the trash.

"Well done, now you change clothes first, gih." said Satya.

Amartha undoes her intention to wear a knit sweater, because her heart is hot and finally raise her current body temperature, Amartha wear leggings and long-sleeved maternity clothes for culinary tours with her husband.

"Wear the jacket, huh? you will be cold, Yank." said Satya who saw the appearance of his wife.

"It's cold like this you're hot?" Satya knitted her brows.

"Yes, but I have a jacket for you, afraid that you might suddenly get cold" he continued.

Satya and Amartha came out of the room and heard Sandra and Rosa talking in the living room. The two of them approached the two women who were no longer young.

"Where are you going these nights?" ask Sandra.

"Find a meal, Mam.." said Amartha.

"Don't you just eat?" ask Sandra again.

"Laper again now, Mam.." replied Amartha, Sandra just nodded in understanding. Maybe her daughter-in-law was cravings, she thought.

"Would you bring nail clippers?" ask Rosa.

"Make what?" ask Amartha. Satya and Amartha looked at each other.

"Pulse down, just go down, take away your mama," said Rosa.

"Udah is dead," said Sandra.

Rosa stepped into the guest room she was in, before long Rosa appeared denfan carrying a nail gubting and safety pin. Rosa put on the nail clippers.

"When you were pregnant, you were told to take this with your grandmother" Rosa said, pairing nail clippers with safety pins on Amartha's shirt.

"Not put in a wallet?" ask the woman whose pregnancy has entered the third trimester.

"It's good to be installed" said Rosa, while tidying her son's clothes.

"Well, we're leaving, right? sssalamualaikum," said Amartha.

Satya and Amartha greeted the two extraordinary women, then they walked towards the main door.

"You just wait here, I'll grab a car in the garage" Satya said with a jacket in his hand.

Amartha dings in search of Prisha's whereabouts. Amartha finally sent a message to her sister-in-law that she was waiting on the front porch.

It didn't take long, Satya showed up driving a black car. Amartha immediately opened the car door and got into it, but the woman was instead wailing like looking for someone.

"Search for what, Yank?" ask Satya.

"Pair the seat belt first, let it be safe..." Satya put a seat belt on his wife.

Unexpectedly someone opened the back door of the car.

"Wait, don't stay!" exclaimed a girl whose voice was very familiar in Satya's ears.

"Well, why are you there, Mon?" satya asked, he turned his body to look back.

"You're coming" said Prisha, grinning.

"No, you're at home" said Satya.

"But I want to come anyway" Prisha insisted on not getting out of the car.

"I'm the one who fouled, Mas.." said Amartha, he blinked one eye at his sister-in-law.

"But, Yank..." Satya looked at his wife.

"It's okay, Yank .. anyways your sister must be at home" said Satya softly.

"Well he can go alone, Yank.." debunked Satya.

"Once in a while, Mas .. don't be like your own sister" said Amartha.

"Yes, yes." replied Satya ngenes.

"Let's go, Mas .. I'm laper," said Amartha.

"Road, Baaaaaaang!" exciting Prisha.

"Astagfirllaaaa..." Satya can only sniff her chest and immediately press the gas pedal of her car out of Ganendra's residence.

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