PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Chapter 37's

The next day...

Safira still silences her husband until this moment. For some reason, it feels lazy if something he has was targeted by others.

Although in fact Lutfi himself also did not respond to what the woman did to him.

Safira turned into a quiet back. Likes to be alone and just spend time to relax. Didn't do anything. Not eating, not drinking and just hugging the husband's pillow.

"Well, don't do this. I'm not playing with fire. If he likes me, then we can't forbid others to like us. What matters is that I have no problem with you. I am loyal to you. If not, we call him together so we don't bother me anymore. How's it?" lutfi bargain trying to find the best solution to reduce jealousy which is now struggling in the heart of the wife.

"I'm lazy to argue, I don't want to do anything. Don't tell me to think," Safira asked.

"All right, but really, Yang. I feel so guilty if you're like this. I feel the most sinful husband because it has made his wife always sad and moody like this" said Lutfi again.

"I'm okay, Mom. I'm just tired. My stomach feels sick. I don't feel like doing anything. Really, I'm okay" Safira replied, because honestly he was not lazy to do anything.

"I didn't go to the store today, I won't" Lutfi said. Sapphira smiled at the sign that she agreed with what her husband had to offer. Safira looks happy. His eyes changed from muddy to sparkling. I don't know, the offer was accompanied, it felt like getting a really big reward. Safira.

"Don't you go today?" safira asked still with a smile that expands full of happiness.

"Yes, I'm home today. Later Mas work from home alone," replied Lutfi while going up to the mattress and lay his body there.

Safira did not waste the opportunity, he immediately raised his head to the chest of the husband. And asked this man to hug her.

"When do we go back to Batam, Mas? I miss Naya" said Safira, Suddenly remembering their baby.

"So morning Mas had called the same nanny, he said the same opa just came from Jakarta. They said they didn't want Naya back here. They are also again kangen-kenan," replied Lutfi, according to the info he got from their daughter's nanny.

"Mama and papa why not make your own child? I like to take people's children. Sebel ih!" Safira grumbled in annoyance.

Lutfi laughed, because his wife was so laughable.

"Why laugh?" safira asked annoyed.

"You're funny, Bun. Their toys are given to me, you. It's only natural that now they ask for a change. Inevitably we must be willing to like minjemin Naya to them. I don't want you to be taken again by them either" replied Lutfi anxiously.

"Yes, yes." Safira smiled. Lutfi is the same.

A second later, Sapphira remembered something. Given that Naya is often borrowed by her parents, Safira also thought to make a sister for the beautiful boy.

"Mas!" Safira.

"Hmmm!"

"Would you not have added momongan?" tanya Safira lugu.

"That number cannot be asked and cannot be rejected, Yang. If you are given a word of gratitude. If not yet we can be patient," replied Lutfi mature.

"Oh, okay. But I've been desperate. I want to have four children. Naya, Naya's sister, Naya's sister, her sister again. Surely our house will be rame, Mas!" safira said enthusiastically. While Lutfi only responded to the funny desire of his wife with a moving smile typical of this handsome man.

"Can, what is important you are happy," replied Lutfi resigned.

"Emmmm, sweetie. Maacih, anyway I want four, Naya, her sister again, her sister again, her sister again. Emmm, mrs!" safira said happily, while Lutfi only smiled. Because the wife seems to have been able to forget the jealousy that she does not need it.

Until the afternoon, the two of them just fell on the bed. They talk to each other and tell the past they have been through together.

Not only chatting, Sapphira also faithfully helped her husband work. The important thing is that Lutfi doesn't come out of the room. This handsome man was strictly forbidden to get out of bed. This strange woman was only together with the man, confining themselves in the room and just the two of them. Spending time together. No one can disturb them.

Lutfi is a loving man who will follow whatever his wife wishes. Unless there is a situation that requires him to

Then suddenly, Sapphira remembered her friend who had not told her for a long time. Who else if not Vita.

Yes, since their last meeting, Vita had never contacted him. Somehow now the news of the woman.

"Yes, try calling, Yang. Poor her, we'll know her husband's sick. It's not easy, Yang. Ngadepin the sick. His patience must be supernova! You mean, Mas?"

"Yes, try Fira's phone later, ask her!" safira answered while daydreaming about what Vita was doing right now.

***

The smell of the masculine scent coming from the burly man successfully aroused a woman named Zizi. Yes.the charm of the husband turned out to be able to make the feathers stand up. I want Zizi to approach the man, and kiss him with anxiety. However, Zi was embarrassed. Zi was afraid that Zein would judge him to be bad and ah, I don't know... Zi still did not dare to express her desire to touch the man.

In a state of difficulty still standing alone, Zein looks so cool and charismatic. Zi could not imagine if the husband could stand up gallantly.

Wearing a suit stelan and leaving for office as company leader. As Zi had seen in one of the photos displayed inside the handsome man's apartment.

Zi smiled as she could freely touch the sexy body. Zi glanced at the husband through the corner of her eyes. The man was enjoying a bottle of mineral water he asked for a few minutes ago.

Seeing the way the husband drank alone, already made a Zi melt. Zerin lips look very sexy and delicious. Ah, somehow Zi became this perverted when she stole a glance at her husband.Need, in her eyes, Zein was too perfect for her.

"Here ...why look at me like that, is there anything strange?" asked Zein when he saw the wife from earlier just looking at him anxiously.

Not wanting to dissolve in his perverted brain, Zi also refused the request.

"Why? Kok don't want to. Is there something you're worried about?" zein asked as he carried his wheelchair closer to his wife who was currently sitting sweetly on the sofa in their room.

"No, I'm okay," replied Zi honestly.

"Oh, okay if you're good. What time is work today?" asked Zein, not what he meant, he just didn't want to curb his wife. Zein wants to keep his wife free to keep expressing the skills she can.

"Today I keep the night, it's okay if I keep the night. Oiya, starting tonight I was transferred to the ER, because there was less energy. Can it be okay, right?" tanya Zi, however now she has a husband, inevitably Zi must continue to discuss whatever she feels.

"I'm really okay. The important thing is that you enjoy doing it. But later if for example you are pregnant, we continue to have children, you want to not focus on children as much as I am?" ask Zein honestly. In accordance with his wishes all along.

"It's okay. Later if for example we have been trusted, God willing I am ready in the house to take care of our children. But by the way when do we have?" Zizi stared innocently at the husband. As if not realizing that what he said had succeeded in awakening something in Zein.

Seriate...