
Zain walked back and forth thinking about his fate. He was almost frustrated with all the problems, but he tried to think clearly for the sake of Khumairah and also their baby candidates.
In the back of the house, the activity seems like nothing happened, but who would have thought if it kept a variety of crimes.
Zain immediately closed his stall and put all his merchandise into the house. He saw that the sperm and some other items would be useful to sustain his life as long as He awaits the birth of the baby who is only a few days away.
For the time being, he would rather confine himself and not engage in any business outside of his affairs.
Night incarnates, silence and darkness become the frosty decorator of night.
Zani heard a car coming in the back. The great taste of the coco made him feel very curious.
He went back into the bathroom, and had previously turned off the lights inside.
He climbed back up the toilet and tried to figure out what was going on.
Seen from inside the car were two police officers who turned out to have been given tips to launch their action to escort the illegal goods came.
Zain's estimate of the goods amounted to 1 ton of meth and after two police officers stood watching the items enter the house, he said, then three girls seemed to get out of the car using a very tempting clothes into the house.
After the transfer of goods and three girls succeeded, the car left the location.
In them they do things with shabu parties and liquor.
The women became the toys that became the mafia moguls.
Zain immediately got off the toilet. He suspected that if they had been playing with the officers dirty, so what they did went smoothly.
But Zain believes that they must have been heard by the State Intelligence Agency, which if caught, shot dead on the spot.
He walked to Khumairah which was still attached to an infusion needle on his wife's wrist. He made sure that no blood rose to the infusion tube, because it would be dangerous for Khumairah.
Vaguely Zain still heard the moans of the women who became the moons of the men who were having a party of worship.
It seems that the environment where he lives is not good to be a place to live for those who have families and of course various crimes are rampant that damage the nation's generation.
"Apartment? Is it possible that I should take Khumairah to my apartment that I have not been to for a long time? But I can't move there because I'm passing through the city line" Guman Zain in his heart.
He scratched his head that did not itch, looking for a way to keep Khumairah in his assistance during childbirth later.
He stroked the wife's hair gently. Staring at the innocent face that only hung his life on a sinful man like him.
"Why should a clean woman like you take on the sins I have committed in the past? I live in the shadow of an unfinished fear. But you are also the source of my strength that still makes me to think sane" Zain muttered who now walks through the face of Khumairah with her index fingers.
Then He tried to lie beside Khumairah, despite living in limitations, but He felt happiness, only He had to settle his life problems that were still related to the law.
Zain tried to close his eyes, eliminating all the problems of life that He was facing, even if only for a moment.
****
"Mas.. Myra can only give birth once more. Because this is the second cesar after Ashraf" said Amyra who was still awake even though the night had shown at 12 pm.
Pregnancy that has entered the estimated month of birth makes it more difficult to sleep. The fetus in the womb is too active and also the feeling of urination more often, it is caused by the kick and movement of the fetus is very agile.
"That means we still have a chance to add one more child?" ask Denny who now raises one eyebrow to tease the wife.
Amyra nodded her head. "Yes.. One more, and surely this house will be crowded by the boisterous voices of children" Amyra replied with a smile engraved on her face.
"That's not why so many kids. After all, the Prophet liked his people many children, because it would increase the number of his people" Denny replied casually.
"Heeemmd.. Tumben straight on the crap" Amyra chimed in.
"Yes, it's the real thing that I'm talking about" Denny said.
Amyra was silent for a moment "But if you give birth once again, and Myra suddenly becomes fat how?" ask Amyra who imagines a change in body shape if giving birth again. Because at this time he also felt his weight began to rise a few pounds and his cheeks began to chubby.
Denny looked at him meaningfully "Even though you are fat, Mas will still love and keep the heart and view just for you" Denny replied convincingly.
Amyra was singing her lips with a soft look on her face "What is it? look at the girl seeksoy and clear immediately turned away" said Amyra menukas their Husband's speech.
"Yes if passing in front of the eyes is redundant if not seen.. His name is also sustenance" replied Denny who tried to tease Amyra.
Suddenly Amyra's face turned red "Tu.. Don't you? What cob? The basic man is a crocodile where there is a carcass" said Amyra annoyed.
Denny felt that puAs made his wife jealous "There are crocodile koq who reject carrion and he chose fresh meat." replied Denny who increasingly upset Amyra.
"Yes that.. The weather is here" Amyra said.
"Koq, you know..?" denny replied, who kept flirting with his wife.
"Yes because the culture is Mas itself" said Amyra who was increasingly upset.
Denny laughed at Amyra's annoyed reply.
"Yes.. Buayanya Mas's.. And your fresh meat" replied Dennya as he pinched his wife's chubby cheeks.
Immediately Amyra's face was filled and replying to her husband's pinch right on the man's waist that made the man grimace.
"You are, Yes.. There are many reasons" said Amyra who is now starting to subside her frustration.
"The real thing that Mas said. If there is fresh meat at home why choose carrion? It is healthier for fresh meat, lots of protein and nutrients.. While the carcass there are bacteria and various diseases" replied Denny who made Amyra even more flattered.
"And one more thing, in a wife there is blessing, and also grace, let alone a wife who always prays for her husband in kindness" Denny said.
Amyra paused for a moment and looked at her husband "Really? And is that a husband's promise to his wife?" amyra asked, staring at the husband's two eyes to find the truth in each of the man's words.
Denny nodded his head "The promise of a real man will not be denied" Denny replied and hugged the wife's body "Sleep.. It was very late at night" he asked in a loving tone as he gently clasped his wife's body and began to close his eyes.