Find The KEY
Ep. 234

After the incident that night after they checked with the obstetrician, all members of the ERASADIS Gang were always vigilant and compact to look after each other.

Especially Catherine, Sintia and Ditha who were assigned by their respective husbands to watch the motion - the whisper of Ela during at the Boutique. They're afraid Ela will meet Lisa and solve it herself.

So did Fajar who had assigned his men to guard and watch over his wife while away from him.

The Dawn and Ela's.

"Where is your day, baby?" Dawn hugged his wife from behind. Of course, because Ela's stomach was getting bigger, Dawn's hands could no longer circle her.

"So usually there are no significant problems. Tumben tanya - tanya?" ask Ela wonder.

"Can't I ask my wife that? I want to know my wife's situation in the Boutique" replied Gentle Dawn.

"Maybe it's just that your tumbens are so spoiled and so attentive" Ela replied with a pang of pangs as Fajr blew his breath out toward Ela's ears.

"I miss you and our children. From earlier work I stacked it feels tired and want to quickly - quickly go home. I want to see you and greet all my children. Hi baby, Papa's children, you are kind and get along in there" Dawn gently stroked his wife's stomach.

"We are good and always compact Pa" replied Ela imitating the voices of children.

"Thank God, take care of your Mama, baby and don't be naughty with Mama. Poor Mama you guys heavy carry the three of you everywhere" said Fajar.

"Maaas can't complain like that. It is my duty as a mother to take my children who are still in this stomach everywhere without having to feel burdened and objected. Instead I was so happy they were with me, accompanying me every day for nine months until they were born later" Ela said happily.

"Yes.. Yes dear.. Horrified Papa's dear children. Your mama is great and strong. You also have to be a strong child like Mama ya" said Fajar again.

"OK Papaaaa. "reply to Ela with the voices of children.

"Yank" call Dawn

"Heeem." replied Ela, enjoying the hand of Dawn on her stomach.

"You realize you don't owe me a story?" ask Fajar

"No" replied Ela Cuek because she felt there was nothing to tell or to keep secret from her husband. It seems like all he has dismantled and finished.

"No, you're not conscious. There are still stories you haven't told me" Fajar said.

"Flame. Kok even played that puzzle. I'm lazy to think about it" Ela replied.

"When I was at the doctor's practice yesterday. The Bambang likes to say you're my honey bunny sweetynya him, it's not without reason right? There must be a story behind all that. Moreover, you say the same sister that Si Bambang is a fan of your old age. C'mon, ngaku???" Dawn tickled his wife's waist.

"Maas amused ah. Shrimp or I don't want to tell this story" threatened Ela.

"Okay. I quit. Now you're telling me" Dawn pulled his wife's body into bed and they lay down while hugging romantically.

"First SMU time Bambang ever shot me. She expressed her feelings for me when we were all together at Papa Mama's house during the breakup I wanted to go to London" Ela said.

"Continue?" ask Fajar curiously.

"Yes I refused because "Ela's answer was hanging.

"Because at that time you liked Rafa and again heartbroken to have to run to London" replied Fajar.

"Well, I know it" replied Ela.

"Who knows there is another story yank, you accept him and you guys have been dating constantly break up. I don't know" said Fajar.

"I know you love being a good woman. You'd rather suffer than have to hurt your loved ones" Fajar replied as she peeked at Ela's head.

"Yeah that's how your wife is. I put Lisa and Rafa together and chose to run away from them for not being able to see them together. If I had known Lisa was evil, I wouldn't have helped her in the first place" Ela said.

"Waooow could be another yank story. Don't dooonk" cut Dawn.

"Other story how?" ask Ela confused.

"If Lisa is not dating Rafa could be you are dating Rafa then never met me donk. Even you guys who married her as I see Om Reza love you so much. Surely he really agrees that you are his son-in-law" Fajar protested.

"Yes also yes Mas or even if I am dating Rafa continues to break up it could be our friendship relationship becomes damaged. You see, that soul mate is certain and my soul mate is you" said Ela.

"That's the word I like. My soul mate is you" praised Fajar.

"God's plan turned out to be more beautiful, Mas, although it used to be hard to live six years alone in London to forget my feelings for Rafa. Allah replaced it by meeting you on the first day I returned to Indonesia. Although at that time our meeting was our second fight" said Ela.

"And it ended with hostility" Dawn laughed reminiscing about the stories of their past.

"You're a vengeful guy anyway. Cook losing a fight don't want to shake hands. That means unprofessional and not legowo. Not a big soul" said Ela with a burning spirit.

"I don't know if you were my allergy antidote back then. I was afraid my allergies would be pulverized if I came into contact with a woman" Fajar replied.

"But you didn't think of me as a woman. You always called me a woman so-so" Ela protested.

"You're strong and tomboy abis. I'm getting overwhelmed against you. Actually, if I realize my allergies do not recur when touching you, surely at that time you will be defeated" said Fajar.

"Don't donk, if I lose Brother Aby can't marry Brother Keysha" Ela cut.

"Yes yes.you're right yank" Dawn further tightened her embrace.

"All God has arranged as well as possible Mas, why can it be like that to be like this. Otherwise it wouldn't be like this" explained Ela.

krucuk...

"Yank your stomach. You're laper?" ask Fajar surprised.

"No, maybe the worms clamp your child" replied Ela of origin.

Dawn brought her ear to Ela's stomach.

"What dear...your asking for it?" dawn teases Ela.

"Yank they whispered to me, they wanted to be in the nose" Dawn smiled as she blinked her naughty eyes.

"Haalaaaah Mas's.. Maaaas. child is used as an excuse when you want" replied Ela laughing.

"But you love kaaaaaan" the Dawn tease.

Finally their light talk now turned to heat.

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