The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 74 Sehemuti Sepemindani

Marriage is once in a lifetime. For that, before deciding to get married, you must have the same commitment as your partner to want to age together.

However, it can not be denied, married life is not as easy as it seems. You who used to be alone, now have a partner who needs time and attention from you.

And it is also inevitable that in marriage there must be problems that arise. It can be from small things to big things.

After marriage, you have friends to deal with the problems of living together. But, you should not assign the responsibility to solve various problems that become a personal burden to your partner.

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This afternoon as usual Dzakir looking for snacks first before returning home. But have been around long enough Dzakir did not find a menu that teases his tongue. Suddenly Dzakir remembered that his wife loved the meatballs Sony mang Ujang.

Arriving at the destination, it turned out the queue was so long, but because Dzakir's saliva had gathered into one, he was willing to queue up to more than fifteen minutes.

Eating meatballs sony mang Ujang is incomplete if not with the typical orange ice shop. So Dzakir decided to buy three packs because who knows he wants to add.

On the way home, Dzakir saw the craftsman bebeg. Seeing the process of making his saliva Dzakir re-assembled in his mouth. It is funny indeed, never once Dzakir like that when looking at food. Maybe it was a baby.

Dzakir parked his car on the side of the road and approached the rancher. Dzakir squatted down on the side of the carpenter and ordered.

"I'll just pack one."

"Well, sir wait a minute I'll prepare. It's gonna mix if there's any fruit you don't like sir?"

"Mix it must be better. I can't wait to eat."

"Like someone else nyidam aja Mr. hehe."

"I really want to eat that, sir, it feels like I really want to eat that. Who cares sir must be so big."

"How many months pregnant is your wife?"

"It hasn't been two months sir."

"Congratulations, sir. Who is patient if ngadepin wife is pregnant. Sometimes like weird ask, not to mention if angry serem really."

"What is really mang? Thankfully, my wife doesn't, hehe."

"Yes my wife is so concerned, hehe."

"How many mang?"

"Just four."

"Huh? A four? Justjust anyone? Who really is mang?"

"Yes Alhamdulillah is a blessing from Allah, it cannot be denied hehe."

"From this sale is enough for the cost of living mang?"

"Thank God it is enough if we are grateful, hehe."

"What an incredible. I also want ah son of four hehe."

"This sir is ready."

Mamang Rujak gave Dzakir order package.

"How Mang?"

"Ten thousand, sir."

"This is the change."

Dzakir gave the money one red sheet on the mamang rujak.

"Thank you sir, may you and your wife always be given health and the process of giving birth smoothly so the child sholeh Pak Aamiin."

"I just love money that is not much, but the prayer mamang extraordinary. Thank you for saying please excuse me."

Dzakir rushed in the car because the time was getting late. Along the way Dzakir drove casually because he was the type of person who did not want to rush because safety was more important, except emergency.

Enjoy the afternoon a little crowded while listening to his favorite radio.

Arriving at the house Dzakir already found his wife sitting casually on the terrace. Misela was deliberately waiting for Dzakir to come home.

"Assalamu'alaikum my dear, my wife, I love you."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, what did I bring?"

"That's not the answer, just ask what."

"You answered his greetings."

"Astaghfirullah's. I love you too hubby. Anemuah."

Misela on her tiptoes kissed Dzakir's cheeks and made Dzakir blush.

"God my wife is very good at seducing her husband. Can't wait to get lazy."

"Can't wait what hayoo..."

"I can't wait to eat rujak baby. This is my Rujak."

"Alhamdulillah. Though I was yes mas since this afternoon really want to eat a spicy dish that.

"It must suit your taste, dear."

"Kok Mas know anyway if your son wants rujak masayallah smell really big. Let's go in. Mas."

"Yes dear."

Dzakir coiled his hand on Misela's waist and entered the house. Misela opened one package after another that Dzakir brought.

"Em this meatball Sony mang Ujang Mas? God has not eaten this meatball for a long time. How do you know what our son wants?"

"Where is this Daddy. Must know the taste of his future son."

Dzakir squatted down and brought his face closer to Misela's stomach. A brief peck of that stomach and recite a prayer.

"Good Daddy's son."

"Mas, we're going to participate in the twin pregnancy program yesterday, well about our twins, right?"

"Most likely dear because of the descendants of Umi there are also twins but abroad."

"Excite dong Mas this house later."

"Seru's eating rujak baby, hehe."

"Oiya until I forget Mas, I take the plate first."

Misela walks towards the kitchen to pick up dishes and bowls for her rujak and meatballs. One by one Misela poured the food menu that her husband brought.

"Well the orange ice is three cups Mas? Who's the one for?"

"Just in case you're less dear."

"Great attention you are."

Dzakir smiled a little. Inwardly it is useful that ice is for itself.

After finishing the preparation of Dzakir and Misela eating meatballs sony first. After it runs out just eat rujak and drink the iced orange.

"Bik Sum, please clear the table." Dzakir's orders.

"Yes Den."

"Darling let's go to the room."

Dzakir carried Misela's body and took her to the room.

"No need to be carried by Mas."

"Yes still strong baby, soon your body must be fat hehe "

Misela pursed her lips and tightened her coiled hand at the nape of Dzakir until her head rested on Dzakir's chest.

"You're not gonna like me anymore when I get fat."

"Just calm down, baby fat is also only temporary. I also told you, no matter how you are going to accept it."

Misela shrank her head in the middle of Dzakir's hand. The warmth and body odor of Dzakir always managed to make Misela calm and peaceful.

It's so simple the way Misela is happy. No need for something luxurious or expensive shopping because the presence of Dzakir on his side is very enough to make Misela comfortable.

..."No matter how expensive a pillow is, it will not be able to replace the comfortable and calm shoulders of a husband to lean on."...

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