Papa, I Need A Mama
Episode 32

After he finished eating, Alif, and his assistant left first. Because, there was an urgent important matter, so the two hurriedly left. And, right now, there are only Bisma, Jihan, as well as both of Jihan's parents aka Bisma's former in-laws.

" Bisma, same Jihan said yes. Ma, Pa ! "

" Yes, be careful on the road! "

" Yes Ma, thank you. Come on Ji ! "

" Yes, yes ! "

Bisma and Jihan, both go to the parking lot. Where, Bisma parked her car there. Similarly, the middle-aged couple too, immediately left their own cafe and restaurant. Both of them, walking hand in hand towards the restaurant owner's special parking lot.

" Dear, may I ask you a question ? "

" Yes, why ? "

" What is the relationship between you and my former in-laws? Why were you so familiar ? "

" I once worked at Alif's house. So, naturally dong they recognized me, and, familiar with me "

" Alright, Jihan I'll find out for myself! "

" I'm sorry, don't be upset, Jihan is sad that Mas Bisma is like that! "

Jihan, lower her face. As if, she was grieving because of her husband . Coincidentally, Bhishma, passing through the rest area she finally stopped there for a moment. He, gently rubbing the wife's cheek, wished he had succeeded in comforting her.

" I'm sorry, Mom, you're not gonna snap at you again ! "

Jihan, smiling brightly looked at the husband's face.

" really? "

Bhishma, nod in response.

" Oh yes Mas, we'll pick up Aqila yuk. Our son, it's his schedule to come home from English lessons right ? "

" Ayeah, right too. Come on then ! "

Bisma, run the engine of the car back immediately.

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" If you hadn't used safety, you might have been pregnant with my dear son ! "

The fat man, rubbing his stomach flat, the lover. Karina, who was in the lap of the lover, she smiled spoiledly. He, draped his arm around the director's neck.

" Yes, honey for sure I'll carry your child ! "

Karina, and, Anton really are comfortable with each other. In fact, the beautiful woman, did not hesitate to ask for intercourse if her desire was rising. Yes, Karina is a straightforward woman***g, and Anton, really likes her mischief.

" Oh yeah, how about we do it today? I haven't been touched by you in a long time ! "

Anton, looking up at the face of the lover who is currently in his lap.

" My dear, I am old. Later, yeah, just two days have you told me long? I want to recover the energy first baby, tomorrow or the day after we do it again ! "

" Come on, you know in three weeks I'll be back in Indonesia. Choosing a good date for my wedding reception with Bhishma? "

" Yes, baby, but you're in charge, you're up to it? "

" Okay, then I'll take the lead! "

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" Mama, Papa, Assalamualaikum! "

" Wa'alaikumusallam, his beautiful daughter Mama Pinter really. How to learn, exciting no dear ? "

Aqila, smiling sweetly, she kissed the cheek.

" It's exciting Mama, I Like speaking English! "

" *really? "

" Yes Papa* ! "

" Already, Mama so it's like going to a foreign planet. Dizziness of horror ! "

" Good Mama ! "

Bhishma, hugging the body of his wife who was holding Aqila.

" Dear, here Aqila I am a fat one! "

" What dream did I have last night, he called me baby ? God, if this is a dream don't wake me up first ! " inner Bisma.

" Papa, Aqila wants to buy ice cream! "

" Okay, we bought it baby! "

" Dear, you don't drink ice cream just yet. You are anget body, try to touch his forehead! "

" O Allah, my dear, you're right, you should not buy ice cream first. We will change, another time ! "

Aqila, nod.

" I hope you get well soon, baby ! "

" God willing, Aqila is healing fast. Mas, let's go home, pity our daughter, she's cold ! "

" So, her body was fine. How can it turn this hot ? "

Aqila, carried by Bhishma, and laid the body of the child, in the back seat.

" Well, I'm with Aqila, right ? "

Bhishma, nod in response. Although, he is jealous of his own daughter, but he must understand the current condition of his son's body.

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" Welcome, sir, and, Madam ! "

" Ssst, my son is sleeping! "

" B..good Mistress ! "

" Please prepare, ice cubes, and, towels . Me, I want to compress my son! "

" Okay, madam, we'll get ready soon! "

" Thank you! "

" The Same Madam! "

Bisma, holding her little daughter, and Jihan faithfully behind her.

" Well, how can our child be this ? "

" So, I called Mama and Papa. He said, during sports, heavy rain, then Aqila did not bring a change of clothes. Just changed clothes, just about to go to tutoring. So it's like this! "

" Next time, if Aqila stays, I'll come too. I don't want our son to get sick anymore ! "

" Dear, it's not your fault. It's a coincidence, don't blame yourself. I was wrong, too, because I couldn't control my orgasm that night. So, you're exhausted, and, I realize. If, I was so selfish, for wanting you more. Compared, to Aqila, I'm sorry! "

Jihan, and , Bhishma strengthens each other. The two of them, immediately changed their clothes, and, started returning to Aqila's room.

" Dear, tonight we take care of Aqila, but if you have to work tomorrow. You better not have to ! ".

" No, I'll be with you . Accompany, our daughter ! "

" Okay, thanks! "

" All together! "

Bhishma, called Julia, and after the beautiful middle-aged woman came, she requested that their dinner be brought to Aqila's room only.

" Okay sir, I'll get ready soon! "

After the prayers, Bhishma, and Jihan had dinner next to Aqila's bed. Jihan, she had already run out first, then, deftly she prepared a folding dining table for her little daughter. In addition, he raised his pillow, and, immediately carrying the folding dining table, onto the bed. Then, he fed the child. Meanwhile, Bhishma watched him from a close distance.

" The more the day, the more the worry, between my wife and my fiancee who should I choose? " inner Bisma.

Aqila, smiling she then apologized to Mother for being troublesome.

" Mama, thank you, Aqila dear Mama! "

" Mama too, you're healing fast. Because, taking liquid medicine is prohibited, Mama has helped destroy the medicine for you. C*ntr*Xin for you, insyaallah safe! "

After Aqila took the medicine, Jihan, took the daughter into her arms. Praying in her heart, Aqila will recover quickly. She, peeping her forehead, weeping because, what she hugged was Jasmin's daughter, her foster sister, whether she loved Aqila very much, Jihan did not know. Again, and, again, Bhishma, was stunned by his wife's actions. He joined the two, and, hugging the bodies of the two. Maid, who was about to clean up the dirty dishes, finally undo his intentions, he took his cell phone camera, and photographed the happy family in front of his eyes.

" Oh my God, they look like a happy family. Please, no more Miss Karina in their household. Young lord Bhishma, is a good man, and, it is Miss Jihan who deserves to be with him! " inner Julia.

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