The Father Boy
ALA74S. Inflatable balloon
"Why was there so much silence from home? We're on vacation, Dek." Chandra frees his body on the bed when he has booked.
They had just arrived from the trip to their vacation spot. Izza also since the journey that only took an hour and a half just silent, making Chandra feel tired of driving without chat.
"Look at the medsos Abang." Izza turned his face to the window.
Chandra immediately grabbed his phone, he checked all his social media remains lying in bed. He was really tired, because he was driving for an hour and a half in silence. Of course it was a burden to him.
"Oh, Shevina? He was my classmate when I was studying yesterday." Chandra finds out the cause of his wife's depression.
"Definitely cheating! Must have been a lot of chat and walking together." Izza endured the turmoil that peaked in his eyes.
"Chat, often. That's us again in the Japanese winter, it just so happens that the PKL cake time photo. What's his name? Forgot me anyway. Hence the caption, too, remember the time in which the eyelashes froze." Chandra paused his speech. "Yaaa, the name is also a human who usually lives in tropical climates. Once the pocket stick, the exposed fur immediately freezes." Chandra told me the truth.
"But you two are." Izza's voice started to shake. He also wiped away the tears, which did not break from the defense of his eyelids.
"That's the one whose bustling photo I made the cover photo. Hevina took a photo, while we were on a crowded street. Coincidentally, it was Hevina and I who walked together. If I was going to cheat, maybe the one over there has kids now. I was there four years, Dek. Time yes, my affair was not discovered long ago? In fact, I don't even have that photo. Because it was Hevina who took the picture, when we went home together to the hotel. Even in Japan, I often video call the same you, right? I often nawarin want this it's not, keep the goods I package it anyway? Aren't you? That's when I took that photo. Coincidentally, it's time there again winter." Chandra glanced at his sobbing wife, then he got off the bed.
Izza was draining his patience. He was tired of driving, not to mention before Izza silenced him since his eyes were open. Plus, when he just arrived at the vacation spot his wife even cried.
Chandra is not as patient as he seems. There is a tiredness to realize the thing that makes him tired first, it makes it very difficult to understand his own emotions.
"Why say if you have an affair, already have children? While I'm his wife, not necessarily impregnated." Izza did not realize her husband was already nearby. He still tried to hold back his sobs, looking out the window so he did not feel crybaby.
"And it's only been ten days, when did you get pregnant? Have patience, Dek." Chandra's voice was so close, coupled with a sudden hug. Making Izza gasp in shock, despite realizing it was her husband.
"I'm not impregnated with Brother." Her crying broke out in her husband's arms.
Chandra was silent, he sighed and rubbed his wife's back. The problem spreads, from photos with women, to coming to pregnant impregnate.
"Kan cut a blister three days, keep menstruation seven days. I'm tired of it, naturally. Which cake should I be? I'm kasian loh, you scuffed the time I want to work on it. Where would I be if you did, Dek. Can bleed later, plus menstrual blood, worry about infection. Fortunately, yesterday the blisters were healed, you just got your period." Chandra did not understand, he was difficult to interest because of what. The reason for that is just according to its logic.
"And we're newlyweds. The brother of the man, who from the story usually had to be savage and aggressive. At least, a little hungry to his wife. Well this is it, the cake needs no need. Need to get everything ready, but don't need to be in bed."
Chandra had thought, what was the cause of his loss of interest was because of a comfortable soft bed. Because, he immediately felt comfortable when he got to bed.
"I keep nodding, the cake do not fall asleep first if you so. It's still morning, but there's sleepiness from being tired of driving." Chandra glanced at his watch. At once, Izza let go of her embrace, then she pushed her husband's chest softly.
Chandra chuckles a little, then he hugs Izza who has turned his back on him. "We should have a vacation, let the spirit be so. Let's get pregnant next month already positive deg." Chandra rubbed his wife's stomach from behind.
"Heem, the cake because of that." Chandra did not say clearly that he felt a lack of interest in carrying out his obligations.
"Am I less beautiful?" Izza immediately turned her sitting position, to face her husband.
Chandra quickly shook his head. "Beautiful, white, pointed nose, fragrant again." That's Izza's plus in Chandra's eyes.
"Bada is less big? Are my hips too small to hold?" Izza touched on what he mentioned.
Chandra laughed. In fact, he witnessed a woman completely without clothes directly just his wife. He could not deny the beauty of his wife, let alone judge about the beautiful shape that his wife had.
"Try taking off her shirt, let me get some grades." His eyes looked at his wife's chest, with him rubbing his own chin.
Izza immediately removed his hijab, then took off the rayon twill shirt. He left a span skirt made of knit that coiled right from his stomach to cover his legs.
Chandra gawked, because his wife really did the thing he thought was joking. Panicking, he quickly ran to the door to lock the door.
"Oh my goodness, Za. Basic, Ciplukan!" Chandra rubbed his chest, walking towards his wife.
"What's the trick?" He glanced at his chest that was still wearing a cup that fit in the circumference of his chest.
She immediately thought, that her husband meant to rub his chest, which she thought was small.
"You, the cake of the fruit. Biyung, ice cendol cake." What Chandra means is a ledge for his wife. Fortunately, it was delivered by Izza.
"Small this?" Izza made a container hook for her prospective ASI factory, when her husband was sitting in front of her.
Chandra glanced at it and began to focus in that direction. "Hmmm…." He calculated by narrowing his eyes.
"Pass in hand." Chandra directly measured it with his palm.
"Totally I am." Izza patted her husband's hands cupping his chest.
"Ehh…." Chandra chuckled back. "If it is small, do you want to be looked at? Do I have to tucker up? It can't be, because I love you the same. That's what you have, I accept for sure. Should I blow it up? It's not a balloon." Chandra pulled her hand back, then she looked at her husband's face.
Izza has an idea. Because her condition was half undressed, in fact did not make her husband attack her. "Try blowing, it might grow." He smiled meaningfully.
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