Womb of Rebutant
The rest of Dilla's life

After the conversation that night, Arta is now like other husband and wife. Just like Risma, so did Dilla.

Both compact take care of Arta in sharing the night. If Risma gets rations three days a week, then Dilla does too.

Arta's two wives got along very well. Even Dilla often helped Risma if the honey was upset with the two rioters.

Although he was often humiliated and humiliated by both, but he did not care.

Once they searched because of Dilla to long-tail with Risma who was almost in a cluster because of the actions of both.

Dilla was very angry at the time. "Yes I am ja lang! Then what are you guys? Is a despicable human like me unable to change for the better and live this life well?"

"Was.. Bulshit you're Dilla! Now is you admitting well. What you used to be like with us. Is it gas?"

"Hooh, that's right! Once ja lang stay ja lang!"

Ddduuaarr!!

Crumpled Dilla's heart. But he tried hard. He wanted to go ahead and scold the two men but lost quickly to Risma who had already slapped for the two men until they both chuckled cynically.

"You and your honey are both lang! Can you share your serabi with us to produce a child?"

Ddduuaarr!!

Risma tightened her jaw. As fast as lightning he exposed his robe and kicked the bird until both men screamed in pain.

Risma held tightness in her stomach as she felt a matchless cramp. Dilla panicked to see that. Dilla didn't know what to do. Where Yanti was out at that time, until she cried to see Risma who had fainted.

"Bad! dab bia! Shitdiamann!!!" cry Dilla to echo in the room.

His voice was so blaring in that quiet room. Dilla raged at the two men. He beat up the two damn men who had made Risma wretched until she fainted.

She forgets her anger by beating the two with her husband's bisboll.

He beat them both to the point of screaming in pain. Luckily Arta and Farhan quickly went home. Otherwise, both of them would have been Innalillahi. They were very surprised to see Dilla's action like a man in the heart beating the two men.

Arta had to hug him tightly so that Dilla would not get out of control. When she regained consciousness, Dilla threw Arta down until her husband staggered to the side.

Dilla was crying to see Risma. Arta chuckles at him. Farhan had already treated Risma and had already injected her medicine.

But Dilla was still crying. He felt very guilty for making Risma wretched because of her.

While the two men, immediately Arta sent to the hospital.

"Who is bothering the lioness Arta? Yeah, that's how it turned out!" Arta chuckled loudly as she recalled the two men being beaten up by her two heavenly angels.

And now, Arta's household is very peaceful with no more bickering going on. Both from the two men and from Dilla.

Dilla understood what her job was. And she was very lucky to be a real wife to Arta for the rest of her life.

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A month has passed since that incident. Dilla, who has often felt pain, can now only lie on the bed in her room.

He did not allow Risma or Arta to take care of him for fear of contracting. But that's not going to happen.

Transmission will occur when :

* Contagious through sexual contact

* Treatment can help, but the disease is not curable

* Requires a medical diagnosis

* Always require laboratory testing or imaging

DIFFUSION

* Through blood products (non-sterile needles or unfiltered blood).

* Through relationship****vaginal, anal, or oral without safety devices.

* From mother to baby in the process of conceiving, childbirth, or breastfeeding.

Source: Google

This was something Dilla did not know at all. Risma and Arta don't care about Dilla's ban. Both of them took good care of Dilla.

Dilla made a plea to Arta and Risma to have their baby's seventh monthly tasyakkuran accelerated.

Dilla is afraid she can't see this world anymore. His life sentence is only one month away. Risma is still five months old.

He asked for speed. "Please Mas.. Deck.. Let me see a show of measure for your two babies,"

"Our baby Ma'am! This is your son too! Don't talk like that!" cutRisma so thin with eyes condensing. Arta smile.

Dilla chuckled, "Yes my dear. Our kids. Satisfied?" it's so weak.

Risma nodded with a wipe of her tears.

He held Dilla's hand. Same with Arta.

"Bag.."

"Okay, we'll do it tomorrow morning. For yours. For tonight, you rest first. We're staying here with you. Hem?" Replied Arta who was possessed by Risma.

Risma struggled to hold tightness in her chest as Arta spent the night with Dilla. But back again. It was his decision to accept Dilla.

And right now, he's used to it. There was no more pain in him because he was completely sincere. Dilla was very good to him.

Actually Dilla's a good girl. He was also generous when he became an artist. He contributed a lot with his work.

He was misguided and misguided when a friend took him to an agency that required him to serve the producer if he wanted to succeed.

And it happened that way. Dilla's addiction ended in death for her.

Regretting is useless. He wanted for the rest of his life, Arta and Risma would accompany him. Because that's all he needs right now.

They slept with Dilla. With Dilla in the middle. She wants to be embraced by Arta and Risma and the two twins she considers her own children.

Dilla cried sobbing in Arta's chest and Risma's chest. Arta and Risma cried. If Dilla had not been sick, they would not have slept in the same bed.

Dilla thanked Arta and Risma for receiving it with a sincere heart. Arta kissed his forehead with love that made Dilla more sobbing in a warm embrace that he had never felt because of his own mistakes.

Risma was not jealous. He hugged Dilla tightly to make Dilla powerless not to get sobbed.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning the three of them will do the seventh monthly tasyakkuran event as requested by Dilla.

The last wish that would change his life, Arta and Risma's life for the future.