The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Probability

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"Why did you come home with him?" Arfan who was on the terrace immediately got up as soon as the car he had memorized as Regan's entered the yard.

"Sorry, Sir. I found Ann on the street." Regan who got off the four-wheeled vehicle replied.

"Not found out, but I'll see you when I go home." And Anandita also said the man.

"Lho, aren't you with Rangga huh? Then why did you meet Regan?"

"Yes .. that. I wanted to be escorted with Rangga, out of Chia's last nganter right, uh met Om Regan. Yes, come along." Anandita explained.

"Hm …." Arfan muttered as he glanced at the assistant of his sister-in-law. "Thank you, Regan. It's delivering Ann."

Regan nodded her head. "Yes, Sir. Then I'm saying goodbye?" The man also said.

"Yes, go." Arfan answered.

"Eh, we didn't nawarin Om Regan stop by first? Drinking coffee cake, tea. Or …."

"I'm saying goodbye." Regan moved from where she stood, while Arfan did not touch the words of his son.

"That?"

"It's late afternoon, Ann. Regan should go home, right?"

"Ih, not cool. Why didn't Papa nawarin Om Regan stop by anyway?" The girl was upset when she saw Regan back in her car.

"For what? The work hours are over, and we can't stop someone who's done work from going home, right?" Answer Arfan.

"Yes!! Papa is not cool!" Anandita scrunched her mouth.

"Why are you?" Arfan looked at his daughter's face full of probes.

"Umm .. Yes, Om Regan, I've come home. Does Papa want to thank you?" Anandita stared at Regan's car moving back and forth in her yard.

"Can was already. You didn't hear Papa say thank you to Regan, for delivering Ann?"

"That's just a small talk, Papa!"

"What pleasantries?"

"Ah, Papa don't understand!" Anandita enters the house when Regan's car leaves the house.

"Why that kid? How insistent?" Arfan murmuring.

"What the hell is this afternoon so noisy?" Dygta appeared after hearing a commotion on the porch of his home.

"Your daughter insisted that I thank her and asked Regan to stop by." And Arfan turned to him.

"Regan? So that was Regan, not Rangga?"

"Not."

"Then why is he here?"

"They met on the street, so Regan drove her home."

"Aduuuuhhh .. so sweet! Now where's Regan?"

"What the fuck are you?"

"Where is Regan now? How come there's no?" Dygta looked around the grounds of his house to find Regan.

"No one's home." Arfan with a dislike tone.

"Why did you make a fuss?"

"It's not me, it's your daughter."

"Ann?"

"Who else? It's he who always fusses when there's a problem with Regan."

"Duh?"

"I suspect, lest they have anything." Arfan stared at the stairs leading to the second floor which had just been passed by the princess.

"There's nothing what? You're just there." Dygta patted her husband's shoulder while laughing.

"Let's see, it's weird that there's a problem with Regan."

"Hm …."

"Well, is he related to that guy?" Arfan thinks.

"Isn't he? hmm. .. has never been thought of. But …." Dygta smiles.

"Why smile?" One of Arfan's eyebrows is pulled upwards.

"Well, is our son fooling around with the assistant again?" The woman laughed.

"What?"

"It's so funny! Haha …."

Arfan squinted his eyes. "Ann hasn't graduated High School" he said riled up.

But Dygta still laughed while nodding his head.

"What, Dygta?"

"But Ann's grown up, baby!" The woman breezed back into the house.

"You mean?"

"Later we'll know something" said Dygta who walked away.

"What?" Arfan's forehead wrinkled so that his two eyebrows seemed to be intertwined. "It can't be like that! It can't be now!" he suddenly felt annoyed.

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"Malyshka?" Daryl awakens in the middle of the night when he senses Nania is not next to him. But the woman never moved all night even though she was awake.

The man got up and looked around the dark room but could not find him there.

"Malyshka's? Where are you?"

Doesn't sound legitimate.

Then he got out of bed and rushed out of the room. And Daryl found the woman in the busy kitchen with the stove on.

"What are you doing?" Daryl's approaching.

Nania turned off the stove then poured the contents of the pot into the bowl. What turns out is instant noodles mixed with vegetables and eggs. Then on it he put some pieces of smoked meat and seaweed as well as slices of red chili.

"Bikin noodles instant. You want?" bargain it after she puts a small pot in the sink.

Daryl looked at him.

"I was hungry when I woke up. I can't sleep anymore." Nania took the bowl to the living room where a bottle of drinking water was available on the front desk of the television.

"Would you like it?" bargain again before he evaporates the soupy noodles that are still reflecting the hot steam.

Daryl who was already sitting next to her shook his head.

"Oh yes if you don't want to." Then he fed it with spirit.

Daryl waited until the mouthfuls succeeded Nania swallowed and the contents in her bowl were devoured. The woman even sipped the broth until it was gone unceremoniously.

"Aaahhh .. full." He leaned his back on the head of the sofa while rubbing his stomach which was now fully filled. Coincidentally, after cleaning up, Nani immediately went to sleep to calm the irritation in her heart. But he woke up in the middle of the night blind due to his tummy rumbling.

Nania returns to the kitchen to clean up the mess she made. Clean the cutlery and pan then put it in its original place. Daryl followed him back.

The man could not stand this kind of situation. Because usually they never let each other down before, and two days it feels too long not to interact as usual.

"I'm sorry." Daryl hugged her from behind as Nania had finished her work.

"I'm sorry for making you feel bad, I was wrong" she said, burying her face in the woman's neck.

Nania speechless.

"Enough, Malyshka. I understand how you feel. So don't punish me anymore." She hugged him tighter and tighter so Nania felt tight.

"I.Dadd …." Then he struggled to escape.

"I'm sorry, sorry. I won't repeat it again." But the man did not want to let her out of the embrace.

"After all, I'm crowded!" Nania squealed slightly and squeezed Daryl's hands together to let go, and the man fell silent.

"Let go, don't hug me this hard" said Nania, who pulled her hands back.

"I am a human being, not a puppet that you can arrange all you want. Especially with a strict ban while you remain free and feel very powerful. I'm claustrophobic." 

Daryl finally released the twists of his hand, and simultaneously Nania twisted her body so that they faced each other.

"We are husband and wife, not master with slave. So can I ask for a little freedom? Not that I want to rebel, but I also want to understand that I have a normal life. Even if you give up my life the same you will definitely not be as normal as other people's lives."

Daryl.

"But that's not the only problem, is it? Our opinions differ for several things, including interactions with others. You feel free and entitled to do anything, while I can't."

"And I told you I was …."

"Worry is a ridiculous excuse, Dadd. You think I'm not worried about seeing my husband whizzing off with another girl? Do you realize that boundaries that are broken open a gap for others to enter our relationship?"

Daryl thought.

Daryl seemed to take a slow breath.

"You can assume I'm overreacting on this, please. But I'm a woman too, and I'm a wife. Have no right if I don't like the same things like that? Couldn't the formality be just as salaman? It won't make your money float billions. And I think they'll also understand our limits."

"But that's up to you, the important thing is that I've expressed my opinion. I want to be thankful, that's okay. But I feel like I have a right to say because I'm your wife. If you don't like to see me with other people, can you also feel like my husband?"

"Mama said, the toughest temptations of the man are treasure, throne, and woman. And you obviously had it all long before we met. You're used to being surrounded by things like that, I know. And even if everyone already knows that you have a wife, there must be many women who are after you. Where am I still? The problem is that the situation now is different just as it used to be when you were alone. Please appreciate my feelings. Not because I've seen your behavior, but with your own awareness let there be no way for those who have bad intentions. Because today the actor feels most entitled to the husband of their origin has the same feeling, let it hurt his legal wife too."

"You're too far, Malyshka." Daryl opens the sound.

"No. I was just anticipating, lest it happen to us. And don't want it until it happens. Amit-amit." Nania shuddered in horror with her own thoughts.

Then she almost shifted away from her husband, but the man instead kept her in place.

"Wait's?"

"What else? Still want me to scold?" Nania looked back at her husband's face.

"Your swallowing is better than silencing me."

Nania chuckled, and it made Daryl feel a little relieved.

"Are you forgive me?" Then he asked.

"No. I'm still so cute!" But he laughed.

"Malysha!!!!"

The woman touched his face.

"Now I ask, what are you sorry for? Because I feel guilty, because I'm really wrong, or because I'm angry?" Nania turned her husband's words around.

"But I know that you're sorry not because you're aware of the mistake, but because you can't stand it after I ignore it. So what's the point? You just can't live without me noticing. Aye right?" He squeezed Daryl's cheek in a fit of anxiety.

"I'm actually tired if I have to talk a lot, let alone argue that ends in a fight. I feel bad, my head is dizzy. Migraines often recur, and that's a danger. So please, understand me too because I have to always take medicine. Don't want you the one I understand."

"Stop!! I feel like I'm the most selfish person this way." Daryl scooped up Nania's body and pulled her back into the arms.

"So, don't realize that you are either." And this time Nania just let him hug as she pleased.

"Just forgive me first. Then I'll think about it again."

Nania laughed again.

"Malyshka?"

"Why should I forgive you? Are you wrong?"

"Just do it, force me!"

"Goddess …."

"Malyshka?"

"Where is anyone apologizing so much as you?"

"Please!!"

"No, you must be punished." Nania then said.

"What punishment?" And the man looked at his face without letting go of his arms.

"Let me do whatever I want."

"What?"

"Not long."

"Until when?"

"Until I'm satisfied."

"How long?"

"Neo know."

"But, Baby …."

"Don't protest! Would you like me to apologize?" Nania is showing her current power because she knows Daryl can't dwell after hearing her resistance.

"Will it be long?"

"depends."

"Depends what?"

"Are you being nice or not?"

"What's good? Did I treat you badly all this time?" Daryl was getting frustrated.

"No."

"Why do you say that?"

"Let you realize that you've been holding me too tight all this time."

"I'm not holding you back, I'm just making sure you're okay."

"By tightening all the rules let me get nothing?" Nania turned her words around so that Daryl could no longer answer.

"If you can set me up like that, then can't I ask for some leeway so that I can be a little benapas? I'm a person, not a statue." said Nania again, and now she's getting bolder.

"Ah .. it's up to you. What's wrong with you, but why am I even the one who has to beg?" Nania is back.

"alright, fine. Just do it, but be careful. Don't trust strangers too much to be used." But eventually the man gave up.

"You think I'm kind of a kindergarten kid?"

"Yes before also …."

"Not to solve any other problems. You're the suspect here?"

"What?"

"Just be calm, other than Regan I won't ask anyone else's opinion anymore."

"Huh? Then what am I you taking?" Daryl pointed at his own face.

"The husband I'm trying to punish." The woman smiled broadly showing off her neatly lined white teeth.

Then Nania completely moved on and returned to the living room sofa where her television was lit.

"Keep, will you also punish Eragon?" Daryl walked up to Nania while staring at the bottom of her body that looked awful.

"What?" Nania dropped her body on the sofa. "His father was wrong, yes he also got it."

"Ah .. Why is that?"

"Yes, let you know the taste. Also let me understand if not all problems can be solved in bed kayak said netizen. Good, am I a maniac s*x what?" Nania snorted while folding both her hands on the chest.

"Keep what about me?" Daryl sat next to him.

"Not how. It's just there."

"Malyshka …." The man tried to hug her.

"In them, I want to watch Drakor." But Nania immediately brushed it off.

"Draked? What'sthat?"

"Korean Dorm."

"Sinetron? Is there a soap opera like this?"

"Not, but Korean drama."

"What difference? That's kind of a soap opera too, just coming from Korea right?"

"Obviously different."

"When do you like to watch something like that?"

"Since you've been bum."

Daryl clenched his mouth tightly and he chose to listen to what Nania was watching even though he did not understand at all.

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Connect ....

thanks gaes still keep reading so maybe this story has been memgebosenin. Thank you for reading Ann's part to Regan Doang. I take that as an appreciation.

Sorry if you can not satisfy everyone and often not in accordance with your wishes. But here I just make the story I want, not the one anyone else wants.

is there no feel? It's okay because everyone has a different taste. If you don't want to read, don't make it. I'm not okay.

Why am I telling this story until season 2? Because she wasn't done yet, not just because Nania didn't have any children, but also there is still a conflict that has not arrived and I am not satisfied if it is not up because the story version of Om Der is supposed to be long. But if I keep it in the old book I will not get any more money because the income in NT now is not like it used to be.

Again thanks to you who still survive and enjoy this story, also love every character in it the same as in the previous story. You guys are the best!

Alopyu sekbon from Emak gabut and baperan 😘😘🤣🤣