
Two years later ....
Nita gave a nervous smile. He became very embarrassed when Rama saw him because of the last incident. "City ... "
"Hi." Rama reflexes approaching Nita. Pan*tatnya landed on the seat next to Nita. The little baby kept on talking.
"Repapaaaaaappaa."
"Papapapapaa," repeated Rama while holding the tiny cheeks that were covered with dragon fruit. "Huh, the fruit is sweet, huh, Dek?"
"Repapa." Moses shook his small right hand. He's the gentleness of dragon fruit. Tiny legs pecking gereget on Rama's expression.
"That's Brother, not papah, son." Nita pushes pieces of fruit into tiny hands.
"He thinks I'm papah?" Rama laughed. "It's funny, I'm holding her."
"Your face can get dirty." Nita felt the warmth inside her as Moses was in Ramah's arms.
"You're so light...." Rama kissed the head and patted the baby's distinctive smelling back. Until he realized his stomach was beginning to feel a warm stream seeping into the short-sleeved blue shirt. He immediately lifted the little bo**cong to get away from the waist.
"Oh my goodness, Moses!" muttered Nita slowly. He grimaced as Rama's shirt began to be printed a darker color because it was wet. His heart thumped and would reach Moses when Rama's left hand was drained of urine. But Ram kept Moses away from him. At once there was a funny laugh of his 14-month-old son.
"Let me, Stepmother. Could you please get me a cell phone in my left pants pocket, it's wet." Rama narrowed his eyes at Moses' funny laughter. "Moses, this is your welcome and you're so happy and you laugh at me? "
Rama was silent as he felt Nita's gentle touch. He suddenly remembered the shadow of the face of the cupu woman in the background of the night sky. What does this have to do with Nita? Even though it had been two years, it was still like this.
Nita pulls the phone with great difficulty because the pocket presses until Nita holds Rama's waist. "You make those cramped pants." Nita finally pulled the wet phone. Then wipe Rama's phone with a wet tissue with the scent of Aloevera to eliminate the pessimistic odor.
"Where do you usually change your pants?" Rama follows Nita, after Rama's cell phone is placed on the family room table. He passed two rooms and is now in a room full of baby equipment.
"How is it? Give me orders."
"Take off the pants." A clean pair of pants grabbed him from the drawer, then stood up. He restrained his laughter as Rama caught the waist of Moses about to flee.
Wet wipes were given to Rama. "This is lapi bo**kong your sister is wearing this."
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Sergey in his office, he was staring at a necklace with a picture of a wolf's head. "It seems, I've seen this too, but where? There is no internet either."
"Oh, Devan, where are you?" Sergey put the necklace on the table. He hid the face inside his arm with his chin attached to the table. "I like Nita more and more. I should how? Do I have to propose to her in a real way?"
"Two years fast, and another year left. How afterwards? Our pretend marriage contract is over. Do I have to offer to extend it? Or I tricked Nita into using the public to make Nita feel sorry for me. So he wants to extend his contract? Or am I expressing my feelings to Nita?"
"No." Sergey has to find out who the p3m3rkosa is, then teach a lesson. That way Nita just sympathizes with him, then only then will she express her feelings.
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Rama can't see papa's affection for Nita. Each of her papas touched Nita's shoulders and clasped her hands, each time her chest was hot. Two years of not seeing Nita was not easy.
The status of his papa chat who shares togetherness with Nita actually makes what is inside him more volatile. He came to a psychiatrist because of this abnormal feeling. However, that feeling was hard to suppress.
Rama came home after Budi's house, he saw the gap of his papa's room and stopped putting ears. She saw her stepmother getting prettier and for her dazzling moments. He doesn't want to stay in this house any longer.
"Nita, our contract is one year away." Sergey stepped back and forth behind Nita who was wearing cream in front of the dresser.
"Yes, Nita knows, Mas. Nita's planning on going abroad once our pretend marriage contract expires." Nita stared at Sergey's shock in the mirror reflection, until Sergey leaned over close to her face.
"I mean, what if we're an extension?"
"Mas, but the issue is over. There is no public discussing Mas with Mas's lover."
Sergey looked up around. "I'm with him Nita's over. I'm starting to like you."
Nita's eyes are round. His jaw almost fell to earth. His heart is like jumping. It seems, his sense of hearing was wrong.
"I'm serious, Nita." Sergey holds Nita's shoulder. He took it off because Nita looked uncomfortable. "I'm serious."
Rama's eyes were round, his heart was pounding. So, all this time they were just pretending. Should I be happy? or angry that Papah hid it from me?