She's my Ex-husband
DMS 71'S

After reading the fairy tale until Saga fell asleep, Mila returned to her room. The husband was busy in front of the laptop. Do not forget the paper on the table. The man looks very busy. Even she was unconscious when Mila entered the room.

Mila approached her, wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed Elgar's cheek. "Not finished?"

Elgar grabbed Mila's hand and kissed her. "Why, want?" Ask while pulling next to the eyebrows.

Mila immediately chuckled softly. Though only asking is not finished, but leads directly there. His body language was so exaggerated that Elgar thought he would.

"Diem's cigarette?" Elgar knitted his two eyebrows.

"Do you want me to make coffee to accompany work?"

"Can." Elgar answered with a smile and refocused the screen.

Mila kedapur to make coffee, soon returned with two cups of coffee on a tray and put it on the table.

"You drink coffee too? you can't sleep."

"You want to work."

"You go to sleep first." Said Elgar while stroking the back of Mila's hand on the table.

Mila shook her head quickly. "I help ya, let the spout." Elgar's work so piled up like this also because last afternoon they road to the mall. It was heartless for Mila to let him stay up late to finish the job, while she was good to sleep.

"No need to yank, you just sleep," refused Elgar.

"Doubt my ability? I was your secretary once," Mila reminded. "I help you, yes, yes, I can." Mila put on a pleading expression, making Elgar powerless to resist.

Mila immediately took her laptop. Because the table in the room was small, they were forced to both move to the top of the bed. With two cups of coffee, both work.

Because it was done both, the work that stacked it so quickly finished. The two together clean up and are ready to sleep.

"Well, he said he'd sleep?" ask Elgar when Mila tucks at the phone.

"Just want a reminder. Tomorrow morning I'm gonna get some urine."

"Sure tomorrow? he said later, after all, it's only 2 days late, right?"

"I don't feel good about Mama El. I guess I don't appreciate the effort I've bought in testpack."

"We're only 3 weeks married. My mother was too hasty. Pantesan Salsa to stress because of mama." Elgar remembered the old days. The time when Salsa would vouch for her if she was upset with her in-laws.

"El.."

"Hem.."

"I'm surprised, you and Salsa married 7 years, but why don't you have children? And neither of you are barren. The proof is now that Salsa is pregnant, and you have Saga."

"Maybe because we're just as stressed. Such psychics affect fertility. Salain, Salsa suffered from alcoholism, alcohol addiction, that's one of the things that makes it difficult to get pregnant. And I work crazy crazy, even a day can work up to 15 hours. Maybe my spe*ma quality is also not good. Whatever it is, at least it's best for us. No child has been the victim of our divorce."

Mila wrapped her arms around Elgar's waist while leaning her head against his field.

"You want to have another child soon?" Mila looked up, looking at Elgar.

Elgar smiled at Mila's question. "The purpose of marriage is to be able to live happily together. If you are a descendant, that is a bonus. If not, it should not damage the initial intention of marriage. For me, being able to age with you is already a joy. But if given a child bonus, it will certainly multiply that happiness. As for the child, don't think too much. I don't want you to be stressed because of mom. We've got Saga, that's more than enough for me."

Mila's heart felt at peace hearing Elgar's words. If only everyone could think like that, especially husbands, there would probably be fewer divorce cases.

"Murfr." Elgar breathed a rough breath. A second later replace snatching Mila's lips greedily. Though his intention tonight off first because it's very night. But Mila's kiss just now, made her little sister thrash and ask for a booby-turvy by her handler.

Heat is inevitable. The not-so-extensive bed was a witness to Elgar's ferocity. Mila smothered her own mouth, the position of the room next to her mother's room made her afraid her voice could be heard there.

Both dissolve in the beauty of an undefined taste. Working together provides satisfaction until both of them slump into the seventh sky and reach the top together.

"Thank you dear." Never absent Elgar said that sentence every time they were in touch. It ended with a warm, sweet kiss that made Mila feel so loved.

In the morning, both of them woke up because of the alarm from Mila's phone. Reminders if he should check urine.

"I'm coming along." Elgar said as Mila got out of bed. After taking a digital testpack given by Ms. Dirga, the two headed to the bathroom near the kitchen.

At this hour, Ms. Rahmi is not at home, she always prays the congregational dawn in the mosque. Elgar followed Mila into the not-so-extensive bathroom and locked her up.

"Kok locked?"

"All of us take a junub bath together."

"Then if you get caught by El's mother."

"Well, before my mother comes back from the mosque."

Mila finally agreed. But before that, he first checked the urine. This was the first time he used a digital testpack, first he read how to use it.

The two waited expectantly for anxiety, until a negative inscription appeared on the small screen. Mila immediately bowed limp.

"Negative El, mama must be disappointed." Mumbled Mila with a sad face.

Elgar is upset, pulls the testpack out of Mila's hand and immediately throws it away.

"Kok dumped." Mila again took the testpack lying on the floor. She still needed the thing to be photographed and sent to her in-laws.

"I don't like you being sad just because of that stuff. I lost last night, the kid's a bonus. Alhamdulilah again, no yes. We have Saga. I don't want you to be stressed because of the ginian."

Mila was silent, and when she answered, Elgar was angry.

"Let me talk to Mom. I don't like him giving you that damn banda."

Mila grabbed Elgar's hand and nodded quickly. "Not to say what. I don't want you to check for mama's coke."

"But if you don't get it, your mom won't change. He always did that. Wonderful, even though he already has two grandchildren, still less."

Mila kept the testpack to a safe place so as not to be exposed to water.

"Udah, take a bath yuk, mother go home from the mosque."

Mila tried to smile, she did not want Elgar upset if he saw her sad. But in my heart, the sadness was clearly there. She could imagine the expression of her in-laws when she sent the testpack photos later, the woman must have been sad.

"El, last night we were in touch. Guess it can slow down the testpack results, no? Who knows because the results aren't accurate?"

Elgar again clucked, again upset because Mila was still discussing the matter.

"Sorry, don't talk about it anymore." Mila hurriedly finished the bath before her mother came.

Kira think, checking urine after intercourse can affect the results, no?