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Add a Child or Add a Grandchild?

"Oh so initially in soul mate huh, ma?" Marcel commented, Niken chuckles.

"Not in soul mate but somehow grandfather suddenly discussed Juna. Mama was astonished too. But maybe your grandfather just does not want to be disappointed again even though how mama had almost married and failed in the middle of the road. Wedding preparations also began at that time. Almost all brothers know if mama is three months away from getting married but not so. A little too much of your grandparents must be ashamed."

"Bayu and Nabila are very evil ma. Even their infidelity to present the seeds "Marsya voiced channeled his conspiracy.

"So from that, mama has already said right, the courtship is not only used by the heart but also uses the brain. Every bad good deed has consequences." Marsya and Marcel listened to his mother's advice carefully even though advice like this they had heard so often.

"Marsya, like someone else, but don't lower your self-esteem and you're Marcel, take care of the daughter of a good person as her parents take care of the child. Understand you?"

"Seeya maaa!" exclaim Marsya and Marcel compact.

"Udah afternoon, take a shower. Papa you're home." Niken's orders were directly followed by his children.

The husband entered the house and said hello. His face looks tired. Niken was immediately welcomed and immediately told the husband to take a bath, so that his body looks fresh.

Niken was leaning on the head of the bed and playing a cell phone when her husband entered the room and immediately lay down next to Niken and hugged her stomach. They had just gathered in the living room for a chat and at 10pm they dispersed to rest in their rooms.

"Liatin what the hell? Seriously." asked the husband. His hand played the buttons on Niken's pajama shirt.

"Open up medsos. Look around for more viral news" replied Niken. Her right hand was stroking her husband's hair and her left hand was still scrolling through the phone screen.

"Ma!"

"Hm."

"How much are we?" asked the husband suddenly made Niken frown in wonder. She put her cell phone on the bedside nightstand and followed her husband to lie down.

"Why do you suddenly ask age?"

"Nothing. Back in the office, Farhan suddenly saw all the employees eating lunch at his house. It turned out that there was an aqiqahan event of her twins. Her son is so funny. What if we program twins ma?" her husband proposed with eyes sparkling with hope.

Niken snorted lazily, "We have agreed yes pa, have only two children. We're old, too risky to have any more kids."

"Add one more aja ma but twins like Farhan's baby."

"Add one but ask for twins. Everywhere that's called twins is definitely more than one, pa." Niken half-greget was not finished with the wishes of her husband.

"Yes already, two are also not papa," said husband Niken pretending to resign.

"No!" Niken refused firmly.

Husband Niken pouted, "Papa is still strong loh ma, make another child. If you don't believe me, let's prove it!"

Niken's husband immediately got up and lay on his wife's body. Niken laughed amusedly and briefly kissed her husband's lips.

"Who doubts your power who the hell is it? I believe that my husband is still strong for many children but your wife is not strong for my husband" said Niken, stroking her husband's cheek gently.

"Oh yeah, if you don't want to have any more kids. Later Marsya we just ask to get married quickly and give us grandchildren," joked husband Niken.

"Now we enjoy the process," continued husband Niken while ******** his wife's lips.

Tonight will feel very long with a sweat that soaks both of them.

That afternoon when Marsya and Marcel both set foot into the house after school, Niken was still busy arranging ceramic glasses in the glass cabinet in the family room. The glasses he bought while they were on vacation to Jogja at that time.

Marcel entered the house excitedly even out a humming song from his lips in stark contrast to Marsya who entered the house with a pouting face. As soon as they greeted each other, they went straight into their rooms and came out again about ten minutes later and went straight to the dining table.

"Why are you, Shay?" asked Niken who sat at the dinner table and accompanied her children to spend their lunch.

"As much as I'm a papa," Marsya picked up as she put a spoonful of rice in her mouth.

"Why furniture?" ask Niken wonder.

"Sister was told to spout marriage ma so as to immediately get a grandchild." Marcel complained that Marsya was grunting and Niken was gawking, not expecting her husband to be serious about what he said last night.

"When did you say it?"

"So, time to go to school. In fact papa very intense soul mate with brother Irza, said papa ngapain looking soul mate far away if in front of the eyes already there." Marcel was excited when complaining about his papa speech this morning.

"Basar ya papa you. There's-there's just been some behavior." Niken spoke and still did not think.

"Maaaa says dong is the same papa, don't tell me to rush to marriage," whined Marsya. The food on his plate was finished and now he was bowed lethargic with his head attached to the dining table.

"Yes, my mom said to me. Papa you are joking, brother, where maybe your papa ngebiarin you finished school directly wedded. Papa also wants to see you go to high school and realize your ideals." Niken calms Marsya who seems afraid of being forced into a young marriage.

"Yes ma, mama will tell papa. I will stop from home if I finish school must get married especially if I marry Irza. By amit-amit." Marsya knocked on the table and her head alternated. His facial expression showed a gesture of disdain making Niken shake her head.

"No one can say that ah brother, no one knows soul mate. Only God can determine who we will be with."

"So, today say amit-amit uh tomorrow amin-amin. Buccins. Expect a match with brother Irza," said Marcel. Marsya snorted lazily.

"Ma, continue the story of mama dong, while papa has not come home from work." Marcel changed the subject and Marsya who had been lethargic now straightened his back. Excited to hear the story of his mother.

"Later at night, today my mom wants to clean up. Later that night you'll be patching so we can tell the full story."

"It will be tonight ma," said Marcel confirmed and answered Niken with a nod of confidence.

"Sleep there," kicked Niken who immediately made his son move and headed to their respective rooms.

Once her children had entered their rooms, Niken grabbed her cell phone and contacted her husband. There was a sense of fear in her heart as soon as she heard her husband discuss the matter of grandchildren to Marsya.

"Hello, assalamualaikum," said the voice across there that was none other than the voice of her husband.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Did you have lunch?" ask Niken.

"Just got home from the cafeteria. What was? Kangen?" seductive husband.

"Yes, I miss you." Niken returned the temptation of her husband with lips that did not stop smiling.

"Service last night was lacking? Even though you are forgiving, ask for it" said her husband vulgar.

"Oh, what are you talking about? If anyone heard what?" suluk Niken with a face that is as red as a tomato.

Niken's husband only laughed because he had succeeded in tempting his wife.