Tianda Love Replaces (When Love Comes And Goes)

Tianda Love Replaces (When Love Comes And Goes)
A Sincerity


”Mama! Why do we have to go home? Poor papa, Ma. Papa must miss us very much, papa needs our support his family.” said Andrea followed the rare Tania behind him into the room.


”Andrea, mom would love to see your dad. But looking at it earlier, your papa is not as you used to know.” Tania said along with her tears.


”Ma, Papa is like that for sure because he is still carried away by emotions. And Andrea believes papa is actually not like that.” he convinced his mother not to think negatively on his papa.


Geck...Tock....


The sound of the door being knocked from outside. Andrea immediately got up from her seat on the edge of the bed. Open the door to see who called.


”Non, Andrea outside there is a male guest. If it is not wrong, sir Ibra.” said Sri told Andrea.


”Oh, yes thank you, Sri.” said Andrea


”Sama-sama, Non!” balas Sri's. Andrea asked her mother to rest. While Andrea met Ibra in the living room.


”Mas Ibra! Is there no schedule today?” Andrea greeted and asked. While looking at the circular watch on his left wrist.


”My task is done, baby. For that mas here want to look at mama.” said Ibra while sticking the tip of Andrea's nose anxious.


”But new mama just break mas.”


”Nothing dear, what you need at this time is indeed bedrest.” smile Ibra stare fixed face Andrea. It made a little awkward between them. Andrea glanced at the man she faced stealing glances, the man who was still looking at her was full of charm.


”Why? Something strange, yes Mas!” asked Andrea awkwardly mixed in embarrassment while looking at her.


”Ngak darling. Precisely you are more beautiful in my eyes,” god Ibra smiled with her deathly seduction. And make Andrea's heart melt like melted ice cream with a sweet taste. Ibra's prickly hand reflexes glide across Andrea's cheeks that are as white and smooth as a baby's skin.


Not long after Sri came carrying a tray containing her cold drink cups complete with snacks.


”Please, Mr. Ibra. Sorry excuse me!” pamit Sri felt bad for her employer. She came at an inopportune moment when Ibra almost kissed her lips. Luckily Ibra first stopped his action when he heard footsteps from behind.


”Mas Ibra! Almost.” protested Andrea with a sharp eye highlight feeling embarrassed about Sri's sudden arrival.


”Sorry, Dear. Every mas is near you. Mas always a release.” he said smiling without sin. Andrea pinched the small belly of Ibra.


”Aww... Pain, Babe.” pekik Ibra.


”Liar, know the taste right!” janda Andrea chuckles at it.


An hour, two hours without the feel of time spinning so fast. Ibra and Andrea chatted with each other laughing given the beginning of their meeting in Ambarawa.


Love will find its way in its own way. To whom he will choose, though sometimes that love comes his way silly.


”Sayang tomorrow we look at papa. Tomorrow I'll pick you up, say hello to mama.” Pamit Ibra as she kissed Andrea's forehead softly.


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After Adri finished his lunch with pleasure and sipped a glass of bottled mineral water. Adri asked the warden who had just finished checking the safety of the other cell.


”Sipir, Did my daughter come here?” ask Adrian.


”Yes earlier I saw your daughter coming. But he did not have time to enter it looks like your wife is sick.” is obviously very driver says what he knows.


”So my daughter brought me that stock? It deserves a very delicious taste.” said Adri excited.


”Not but the wife of doctor Arshaka.” replied the driver then left after carrying the food equipment of the prisoners.


”What so?! So Nadia who brought the provision for me.” Adri shrewdly on herself, with both her eyes that condense and fall watery.


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”Darling this afternoon went for a walk where delivered Pak Lukman?” shaka asked while putting pillows on the bed.


”I__I came to the field to visit Mr. Adri,” replied Nadia nervously with her barely audible voice.


”What?! You went to the prison?” shock her husband half angrily, close the thick book in his hand and place it on the nightstand.


”Mas Sorry. Ak___I__”


”Sleep! It's night.” his word pulled the blanket to lay his body on his back to his wife.


Nadia raised her hand to touch her husband's back, but she did not dare. Feeling guilty does not directly say his desire to get out. Not for a walk but to go see papa Andrea in the holding cell.


”Sorry, it makes you angry.” said Nadia tilted her body to her husband.


Any anger Shaka has with his wife, Nadia. Shaka will not probably not talk to his wife, just a day not talking to him has made him anxious and cranky.


”I'm angry because you didn't say where you wanted to go. And I thought you went to the park or to the mall to shop.” thought Shaka was still in the same position. Nadia changed her sleeping position, facing her husband's back, ventured to hug her husband from behind.


”Sorry, I won't do it again. I overheard your conversation with Dad. If Mas Shaka checks the prisoner named Adri the parents of the doctor Andrea. And I felt sorry until I wanted to see him. From that I ask permission from you to see his condition, Mas.”, Nadia said. Her husband changed his sleeping position until they faced each other.


”You know in your own way that it could harm you and our baby. Mas worried if something happens to you, do not repeat again or mas will be really angry.” her husband said as he felt Nadia's stomach began to grow bigger.


”Mas we forget all these problems. We better close this matter with a peaceful path, pity Mr. Adri. She was enough to accept the law and the suffering of life in a holding cell.” ask Nadia to her husband to forgive the mistakes of papa from her former lover.


”It's not that easy, dear to drop a lawsuit. We live in a country of law and must follow its procedures. It's night we discuss another time.” pinta Shaka showering his wife's face with a kiss unfortunately. Those eyes began to give off a naughty twinkle to his wife.


They also sleep hugging each other and all hope, and their dreams on the fruit of his love that is now residing in his womb.