The womb 1 billion
Eps 91 Doesn't Tau Place

In a room, a woman was sleeping so tired waiting for her husband who never came home, the last time her husband left the city and will go home once the sky is dark, the sky is dark, but in fact it was this late but the husband also did not show the trunk of his nose at all.

Naomi, who initially looked angry, sad and suspicious waiting for her husband's return, chose to sleep and wade through the sea of dreams because of extreme drowsiness. Naturally, the clock had already shown at 02:00 in the morning, and the beautiful woman had just fallen asleep after fighting with her troubled heart even to the point of resisting drowsiness.

On that pitch-black night, just half an hour before Naomi fell asleep, a step rang out toward Naomi's room.

Someone in black clothes and face cover walked up to Naomi's bed, feeling disturbed by the noise Naomi was awake, but how surprised she was so open her eyes there was a person standing next to her bed. Panicking that Naomi was about to scream, the man rushed to smother Naomi's mouth.

****

“Honey, why haven't you slept too?” Said Ilham who began to sleepy but he had to endure because his little son was still awake.

“Mas wash your hands there, soon I want to take a shower.”

“Hah shower? We're not done yet darling.” Complaining Ilham while pulling Monita's hand, Dikta who was lying on the bed seemed busy himself making a sound while biting his fingers.

“Free mas, Dikta has woken up and it is difficult to sleep again if his sleep is disturbed like this.” Monita clearly knows her son's habits.

“But right..”

“Already, better hand wash now.” Monita's word to her husband.

“Wash hands? Why wash your hands, baby?”

“Yes dirty mas fingers, it is impossible to hold Dikta in a dirty finger state so.”

It must be with such a clear explanation that Inspiration will understand. He went to the bathroom, laughing without sin.

“Mama disrupt your sleep huh babe?” Monita asked, looking at her children who had not stopped chattering like they were angry.

Waking up the sleeping prince became a big disaster for both of them, even until half-five in the morning, Dikta had not yet shown any signs of drowsiness, the baby was even cool chattering to himself I don't know what he was talking about. If only accompanying him in bed is not a problem, but in fact Inspiration must comfort him in various ways so that the little baby immediately sleeps.

This is the first night he felt like a father figure. Without warming up, without practicing, even Inspiration never holds a baby during his life. His fate was very good because God brought him with his son.

“Ck, he's even asleep.”

Inspiration looked at Monita who was already sound asleep, a little disbelief Monita slept first. Though indeed Ilham had ordered Monita to sleep first for fear of his wife will be exhausted, but in fact Monita did really agree to the direction of Ilham. He sleeps without burden, and lets Ilham keep Dikta alone, as if Dikta were his one responsibility.

“When did you sleep?”

Ilham hugged his son, and circled the room so that Dikta might fall asleep. He searched for sources on the internet, but instead of sleeping, Dikta was getting fresher, he considered that Ilham was playing with him. He was happier to be treated this way.

The first day of guarding Dikta, the eyes of Inspiration will be made black, he has evaporated several times, his eyes are already watery. Once Dikta cried, Ilham was confused what to do, make him milk, Ilham did not understand the contents of this house. Before long he looked at Monita, the wife was the key.

“Shuutt don’t cry baby.. Your mama is asleep, don't make her distracted.”.

It is not she who breastfeeds, but Inspiration does not run out of sense. Without disturbing Monita's sleep, she simply changed her position so that Dikta could drink ASI without feeling difficult. It's a little difficult, but that doesn't mean it doesn't work.

“Smart, it should be from Dikta.”

His efforts were not in vain, finally Ilham lay his body in bed while hugging the baby and the owner of his soul, Monita. It did not take long for Ilham to fall asleep, because it had been very sleepy since.

While Monita who felt something in the fruit part of her dad* woke up, she looked at Dikta who had fallen asleep without taking off her main intake.

“Did he just fall asleep?”

Monita monologues herself, she feels sorry for Ilham, if her position must sleep three like this, the bed is too narrow, not enough for Inspiration. Finally, after waiting for a while, Monita moved Dikta to her bed.

As soon as Dikta saw that he had fallen asleep, Monita turned off the lights and laid her body on the bed. Now the condition of the room is dark, relying only on decorative lighting.

“Dia curusan.” Monita looked at her husband's body, which looked thinner than before. It was clearly visible from his jaw that was becoming clearer and his wrist was shrinking.

Monita pity actually, the new inspiration fell asleep turned out. She pulled out a blanket and covered her husband to the limit of his chest. This was the first time he had shared a bed with someone else.

While on the other hand, in the Ilham residence, bi’ Ratih was shocked as soon as he woke up about to prepare breakfast, there was someone in all black clothes walking sneaking out towards the main door.

So panicked bi’ Train to scream hysterically. Feeling himself caught red-handed, with dark eyes the person rushed to the bi’ Ratih and smother the middle-aged woman's mouth with anesthetic, to succeed in making the bi’ Ratih unconscious.

His body slumped to the floor, after it was confirmed that he had completely fainted, the person just fled leaving the Ratih bi’ lying on the floor.

****

When the sun had risen, Ilham was still asleep. Waking up late because last night staying up guarding Dikta.

Monita who woke up early opened the room curtain until the light came through the window. Feeling that the light was bothering his eyes, Ilham clucked in annoyance then pulled out a pillow and covered his face. Just like in the past when Ilham who sometimes lost infiltrated and slept in Monita's room, the woman again did the same thing so that the master was upset.

“Sayang?”

“Wake up, almost eight.” said Monita reigns. If he used to wake up Ilham for fear of being caught red-handed by Naomi, now he asks Ilham to wake up because he was just ignorant.

“Tega you, I slept almost five o'clock baby, please.”

“Before bi’ Ina come take care of Dikta in the room, sure you want to stay here?” Monita asked in fact doubt that Inspiration would be uncomfortable once others saw it.

Inspiration remained unmoved, he instead grabbed the bolster and closed his eyes again.

“Mas, aren't you going home?” Monita asked, as if her fear that would not succeed in bringing Monita home was in any nature, Ilham immediately gasped and looked at Monita with an annoyed look.

“I wouldn't be home today if I didn't bring you guys.” Answer Ilham frowned.

“But mas, I have to say goodbye to David first.” It is impossible for Monita to go home without saying goodbye to a man who has contributed in his life and is willing to buy a house for himself and his children and his sister.

“I'm inter.” He went straight to the bathroom and with lightning fast he washed his face and combed his hair with fingers, he changed his pajamas with t-shirts and jeans, he said, the preparations were sober because today's agenda was just to take his wife to David's hotel, they were heading there because David was there.

Monita only resigned to comply with the request of Inspiration that is indisputable, he deliberately minimize the problem because it is certain that Inspiration will always demand justification to make Monita in the wrong position.

By the time the two entered the luxury hotel, all eyes were on Ilham, especially the women because of his above average good looks.

They were amazed but as soon as their eyes scanned the man's hand, their hopes were dashed instantly because as they walked, Ilham continued to clutch Monita's hand.

“Sayang wait.” Ilham said restraining Monita's steps.

“What's up mas?”

“I want to check in.”

“For what mas?” But Ilham did not answer, he continued to pull his wife's hand towards the receptionist to check in.

Monita who is mature even has children this one understands the direction of the goal of Inspiration. There-is just, at this crucial time her husband still had time to steal a chance in narrowness.

Once they finished checking in, they walked to the room on the 10th floor using the elevator. Monita resigned in order to minimize the problem, it's better she just follow it.

As soon as I reached the elevator, Ilham hurriedly pressed the button on the elevator so that the elevator was closed, no matter who was about to enter.

“Only load both, you enter after this only.” Ilham's word seemed to make Monita panic extraordinary, she raised a sharp look at her husband, really arbitrarily, because the man was a guest who had the same rights.

“Why is it closed? He can be angry.” Monita demands an explanation from her husband.

“They just interrupt.” Ilham answered looking at Monita with a shady smile.

In the next instant Ilham squeezed Monita's body, leaving a distance that remained only a few cent.

“Do not miscellaneous mas, it's elevator, anyone can enter.” Said Monita holding down the chest of the approaching Inspiration, she so caught her own throat when the man looked at her so closely with a gaze that was difficult to define.

“Why would anyone come in?”

Since Ilham did not know the place, even in the kitchen of his house is clear where the house people passed by, there was even his first wife also he could casually hold Monita suddenly even to the point of peppering, even to the point of peppering, especially here, where there is no Naomi, Ilham is clearly getting crazy.

“It's the first morning, and I haven't felt it yet.” Said Ilham while caressing the lips of his wife with his fingers.

“Mas, don't be here ya.”

“Come on, baby, I want to.

If Ilham had spoken, obviously he would have done so. Not wanting Monita to push his body, Ilham put his wife's hands on her head. The man began to erode the distance to make Monita asphyxiate. The initially soft kiss slowly became demanding, Monita was afraid of being caught red-handed, she tried to turn her face away.

“You dare to reject me?”

Seems like it worked, Ilham frowned and cast a sharp glare at his wife.

“Where are these? If anyone sees how?”

Monita clucked in annoyance, her husband didn't know the place. And sure enough what he was afraid of, the elevator opened, a pair of eyes staring confusedly at them. Monita looked slender, while Ilham looked relaxed and turned towards the man.

“Why? She's my wife!”

Though not asked, Ilham even gave an explanation without being asked. From the look in her eyes the man did not believe, while Monita felt very embarrassed not playing, it felt like she wanted to ruffle her husband's brain, and throw it into the ocean, so it disappeared along with the perverted thoughts.

Once out of the elevator, Ilham pulled Monita's hand in a long stride. Even Monita had trouble adjusting her pace.