When Love Comes And Goes
Episode 120's

Three months have passed since her marriage, Mayang began to look unusual. Frequent sulking and more sensitive. Sometimes he was very spoiled for the king.

"Yes, it's late afternoon. You're not taking a shower?" ask the king after his return from the office.

He looked at Mayang who was standing in front of him welcoming only wearing a home negligee, an appearance he had never seen during the wedding.

"I'm waiting for you, Mom. Males bathed himself," Mayang said spoiledly, his hand taking over the King's briefcase and embracing the man's arm.

She sniffed her husband's body, enjoying the scent she breathed every day.

"Why are you being this weird?" chirps The king glanced in wonder at his wife.

Mayang shrugged his shoulders, feeling ordinary.

"It's a habit. Come, shower. I want to take a bath with you" he whined as he pulled the King's hand to go to their room.

The man shook his head, but still complied. Following the pull of the wife's hand while smiling happily.

"Can I do what I want?" whispered the King in his wife's ear.

Mayang's steps stopped abruptly, with squinting eyes staring at her husband sharply.

"You mean?" That slightly advanced sexy lips, so seductive to the King. He gulped the tired saliva, impatiently wanting to drink the sweetness of the chewy thing.

Without answering, he lifted Mayang's body into a sling. Who's wrong? It was tempting, and took her to take a bath together.

"Mas! Descend, I'm ashamed" Mayang chanted as she wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

"You've been teasing me, you naughty son of a bitch." The king did not intend to lower Mayang from the sling, but continued to take him to the room until he entered the bathroom.

"I'm still wearing clothes, Mom!" Mayang again screeched as the King put him in the bathtub dressed.

"No problem!" The king loosened the tie and took it off. Throwing the suit, then unbuttoning the shirt until almost everything attached to its body is dated.

"Mas! I just want to take a shower, you know," said Mayang grimacing while biting his lips. Wrong again.

"But I want more."

Then there is war without you having to know.

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"Risy, is your sister coming?" ratna asked after coming out of her room.

"Udah, Mom. Risya heard the voice of her sister" replied Risya, her hands kept busy playing flat objects.

"Just the sound? Don't you see the guy?" Ratna.

Risya was stunned, beginning to doubt her own hearing.

"You see the car, it's not there yet?" Risya rushed towards the terrace, he sighed as the brother's car parked in the yard.

"Udah, Mom. It was his car already there," Risya said as he slammed his body back on the sofa.

"So why haven't you come out yet, huh? Did he forget?" Ratna muttered to herself, her face looking up at the clock on the wall.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, he sighed.

"Short of a minute, I'll take it first, ma'am." Risya stood up again and ran towards the second floor, the brother's room.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Sister! I don't forget, where are we going today?" risya asked after knocking on the door of the brother's room.

Inside, the King was stunned to hear his sister's voice. The two humans had just come out of the bathroom, cool themselves. He patted his forehead, almost forgetting the promise that afternoon.

"Yes, honey. Waitaminute! Brother just finished bathing," replied the King in a hurry to invite Mayang to get dressed.

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"A long time, anyway!" cetus Risya was upset waiting for them on the terrace.

The king rubbed the neck wrong behavior, Mayang looked down restless. He bit his lips holding back his nervousness and embarrassment at once.

The car left the yard with the King himself as its driver. They intend to go to the tomb of the King's father to make a pilgrimage.

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"Mas, is it finished yet? My head was suddenly dizzy," complained Mayang while leaning his head on the King's shoulder, another hand twitching the temple which felt throbbing pain.

The king nodded, immediately turned around and raised Mayang's head. The woman's pale face made her heart beat fast.

"Oh Allah, you're very tall, dear. We go to the hospital" said the King in panic.

Suddenly the other three people gasped and immediately turned their heads when they heard the King's panic.

"Come, Za. Quickly take it to the hospital, the night rush," Ratna said while helping Ambu move.

With her husband and Risya in custody, they went to the parking lot and immediately headed to the nearest hospital. This time, Risya was driving and the King let him. He clutched Mayang's body that felt weak, I don't know what happened.

"It's okay, son. Mayang is okay, do not panic," said Ambu who sat next to another Mayang while rubbing his son's hand.

"Yes, Mas. I'm just dizzy, all right. Most in the wind" Mayang said as he looked at the King's face and stroked the man's chest.

However, the words of the two of them did not make his heart instantly calm. A large sweat of corn kernels sprung up on the forehead, some even dripping down the neck. He did not say, the panic made him not want to hear the phrase 'all right'.

The king quickly carried Mayang's body as soon as the car stopped in the hospital parking lot. By nightfall, Maghrib's time will be here soon.

"Mas! I can walk by myself. Shame carried kayak gini," said Mayang who of course was not heard by the King.

He took his wife to the IGD, screaming for medics to help her immediately. Mayang clucked, but smiled inwardly. All this time, no one has ever been as sweet as the King when he was sick.

The king did not want to wait outside like the others, he insisted to accompany Mayang examined.

"Where, Doc?" ask the King as soon as the doctor opens the stethoscope from the ear.

The doctor looked at the King and Mayang in turn. Guessing that they are a new married couple.

"My wife is okay. There's nothing to worry about. Just-just"

"What's all, Doc?" the king was panicking. Bad thoughts have come to his head. Fear and panic, clearly visible in those two black eyes.

The doctor sighed, smiling slightly at the King's panic.

"Quiet, Sir. The condition of my wife is really healthy, nothing is wrong. In accordance with my examination .. emm, sorry. When was the last time your guest was here?" said the doctor glanced at Mayang when he asked her.

Mayang thought about the last time he got a monthly guest. His eyes widened when he realized that the time should have passed.

"It should have been three days ago, Doctor, but until now .. I haven't even had a monthly guest since almost two months of this," sahut Mayang while guessing where the direction of the doctor's conversation.

"What don't-don't ...."

"Yes, you're right." The doctor interrupted quickly.

Mayang gaping wide, his eyes twinkled brightly, but not with the King. He looked confused when he heard the monthly guest.

"Mas!" call Mayang vibrate.

"What's? What do you mean by monthly guests?" asked the King looking at his wife in confusion.

Mayang chuckled, pulled the King's hand and placed it on the stomach.

"Since we got married I don't want when I menstruate, but as I remember the monthly guest has not come until now. I'm probably pregnant, Mom." Mayang squeezed the hand of the King who touched his stomach.

The man's body stiffened, stupefied like a fool. His eyes rolled at the doctor, the man in the white uniform nodding his head.

"So-so, are you ha-pregnant? My wife is pregnant, Doctor?" The tongue of the king, he asked.

"Really, Sir. Your wife's pregnant, if it's not wrong I checked it's been almost a month. For more details, You can take Your wife to the obstetrician, "the doctor replied.

The king was amazed at himself who managed to print the dough shortly after the wedding. He looked up, said his hamdalah, rubbed his face that slowly shed tears.

"Allah, O God."

He dropped the body, prostrating himself in deep gratitude.