True Love From Ali
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Quietly turned out to be an expert, yes that's what Ali was. Rara's handsome husband. Though in the past never close to women, because only Rara became his first love.

But why was he so skilled at sweeping Rara away? it was even very difficult for the little boy to withstand the sound. His lips closed tightly because they were no longer linked.

"Now huh?" let's go Ali again.

Rara was unable to answer, her strength was exhausted not left with a breath of frenzy. He has reached his peak several times.

"Se-stop mas.." said Rara stammeringly.

Dahi mas Ali scolded in wonder, not usually the wife gave a rejection. Why is today different?

"Why Ra?"

"I think Rara hitch deh mas," said Rara.

"Aw... hurts!" peekik Rara then when feeling pain in her stomach.

"What pain is Ra?" ask Ali in a panic.

"We're going to the hospital, yes" Ali asked after she put on the clothes that were scattered.

"It's usual that this mas, will also heal itself," replied Rara while wearing pajamas assisted mas Ali.

"But your face is pale Ra,"

"It's just that you're normal, this is normal,"

Mas Ali was instantly silent for a moment, he was a bit offended by Rara's words. Though the man was very worried, but even considered more.

"I'm sorry, Rara Keceplosan said that. You see if again the obstacle is a bit sensitive," regretted Rara.

"Judah no papa, this is how to help the pain subside?"

"Please buy some bread, will you?"

"Was bread supposed to ease Ra's pain?" tanya Ali just found out about it.

"Let's not leak mas,"

"Where does Ra mean? I don't understand,"

Rara puffed her breath and explained, "The bread means pemb*l*t mas, which is commonly used so as not to be penetrated,"

"Well, if you don't use Ra's questions, by the way. I don't understand,"

"Judah yes later do not use a puzzle, now you go to buy it,"

"The specs let Rara change," he continued.

"No need, let it be, please" replied Mas Ali as he lifted the wife's body and moved her to the sofa.

Before Mas Ali left he replaced the affected bed sheet with a new bed sheet. But the color has faded because it used to belong to Mas Ali. Never thought of throwing it away.

The bedsheet had millions of memories for the man. Where he used to lie down with the wrapping cloth, and imagine the face of his young heart adoration. Namely Rara her son Mr. Candra is beautiful, beautiful according to mas Ali anyway..

"No other bed linen?"

"It's Ra, you go first yes,"

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Ali had long sorted out the various loaves of bread that lined up, he thought only one kind and was taken, paid and then given to Rara. Dah's done, but it turns out this much.

"Kok there is any size, like a dress," mas Ali scratched his hair that does not itch.

"What are you looking for?" ask one of the Indoapril employees when they see Ali mas confused, and long also standing in the section.

"A sanitary napkin for 18-year-old girls?" mas Ali mentions the age of the wife he hopes the employee understands.

"For his nephew, huh?"

"My wife mbak, but confused which one,"

"Wife, for age can not be a benchmark for the size of the mas,"

"Jaudah according to his father," resigned mas Ali.

"If I think this one is mas, it's not complicated," the employee pointed out who does not have wings.

Mas Ali complied and said thank you, then he chose a lot of content and took 3 packs for the supplies. So that you do not need to go back and forth buying. He became the center of attention when carrying a basket. Although somewhat embarrassed but still he held it.

"Make his wife?" ask the mothers who are also queuing at the cashier.

"Yes ma'am,"

"Well, this is indeed a dream husband," praised the mother.

Mas Ali just smiled kindly, 'The safety of others is not necessarily my wife's dream mom. I don't even know whose heart it was for, ' Inner Ali.

After exiting Indoapril, mas Ali opened his phone and clicked on the application Mbah google, he typed in the search field. 'how to please women who are menstruating,'

Many titles have sprung up, but Ali just clicked a few and read them for a while. He chose one way to buy Rara's favorite food.

Fried rice is the food of choice, because this night is the best to eat warm. Even Rara's favorite nasgor shop must have been open.

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"To the hospital, is it Ra?" persuade Ali because he heard the groans of his wife when hugged.

"This is ordinary mas," said Rara.

Rara turned the body, turned her back on the husband. He just wanted to find a comfortable position.

"Mas.. Rara is just looking for a comfortable position not angry, please understand yes," explained Rara was a bit careless because her husband even negative thoughts.

"Yaudah I'm sorry,"

Rara did not answer, her hands back to grab Ali's hand. Then put on her slender stomach.

"Elus-elus don't hurt anymore,"

"Without rhyme?"

"Mas..don't talk much!" pissed Rara.

"Yes yes, sorry,"

"Hem,"

Mas Ali's palm rubbed the wife's stomach, although somewhat objected because Rara slept behind him. But he had to try to understand this time.

"Ra, is that fried rice not eaten?"

"No boy?"

"Yes obviously delicious, Rara often buy there," one of Ali's hands rubbed Rara's hair.

"Jaudah deh would," Ali helped Rara to sit leaning on the bed.

The man opened the oil paper bag, until the aroma of the spice came out and entered the sense of smell.

"Come on ak. " said mas Ali hinting that the wife open her mouth.

"Mostly mas.. " Rara looked strangely at the lump of rice that was on the spoon. That's not a portion of feed for him.

"Let's fill Ra,"

"O Allah, it is not enough in my mouth,"

"Here?" mas Ali slashed the rice again on a spoon.

"Where the hell is mas! the memorization period is also the same for me, "jengah Rara, even though her husband has bribed her several times.

"Mas forgot Ra,"

"You ah, forgot the mulu

I ate the rice, "Rara immediately took some water and pulled out the blanket and closed her eyes again.

"Ra. mas will buy two, masa mas all who finish," the man's hand held the shoulder of Rara who turned her back.

"Bodo very,"

"Ra. don't do that," woo mas Ali again.

"You are mas, Rara sleepy," Ali's hand was thrown away.

"Badahal mas was willing to queue for old Ra, make buy your favorite fried rice," lirih mas Ali.

Disappointed? of course, who is not disappointed when it has tried to please someone but instead wasted.

Understandably, mas Ali just this time persuaded the woman who is again PMS, Laras the younger brother he never persuaded at all.

"Jaudah if you don't want to," resigned mas Ali, and went out.

Rara remained in the starting position not looking at all, until a few minutes of waiting there was no sign that her husband would enter.

He turned the body, "Where is Ali?"

Get out of bed and get out of the room, look here and there. Finally saw the body of someone sitting on the balcony.

Rara walked over, after until she immediately sat down next to her husband. His head he thrust into the chest of the field while hugging it.

"Toooooo,"

"Sleep," Ali replied indifferently, he continued eating the fried rice earlier. He ate two portions.

"Hem,"

Rara only replied with a murmur, hais mas Ali indeed had too much hope for his insensitive wife.

She thought that Rara was following her because she wanted to apologize, uh she didn't.

"Cold mas," muttered Rara whose eyes had been closed.

Mas Ali ignored, he swung the place he was sitting. A swing and inside there is foam so comfortable if made to rest together.

"Luckily dear.., so I'm annoyed but love.." mas Ali monologue while rubbing Rara's head to fall asleep.

"The cold.." lamented Rara tightened her embrace.

"Yes-ya bentar, I first finish the fried rice,"

Mas Ali's stomach feels great when he managed to spend two fried rice at once. The question she had about the fat man after marriage was answered already.

Surely they fared the same as this mas Ali, if the wife could not spend the food. Then the husband must be willing to hold it.

"Ututu aired. "with great difficulty Ali held the sleeping Rara. The man did not want his wife to wake up.

Moreover, his hand must also carry a pack of fried rice.

seriate...