True Love From Ali
Baby Wants

"Just look, it's like exciting yes go threesome boncery riding a motorcycle like touring that," said Rara when she saw two young couples who also travel but while carrying children.

"Remain willing?"

"Don't you want us to have such cute kids?" not answering, Rara asked back.

"If the baby wants so much, Ra,"

"Hla keep saying this,"

"I mean, are you strong if you are often montor-montoran? you vomited a couple of times, Ra,"

It has been three hours they traveled, to obey the wishes of Rara who wants to travel out of town, just by using montor.

Less than two hours if calculated, they are currently wearing shoes after performing dzhuhur prayer, and return to travel so as not to be too late to take it.

"No nausea anymore?" ask Ali while putting on the helmet.

"No,"

Rara's jacket zipper raised her husband, so as not to get cold. But the wife protested.

"Kok closed anyway mas, it does not look fashionable later,"

"Lah hahah.importantly warm Ra,"

"Well let's go up" continued Ali again, because there is no movement that shows signs that Rara has climbed the back seat.

"Gee!" the woman stomped her feet in annoyance.

Then she put her body behind her husband. "Get a tight grip," Mas Ali's hand grabbed Rara's palm and hooked it to the waist.

"Look at the little boy,"

"You are a child" Ali directed the rearview mirror to look annoyed at his wife.

The boy's lips looked pursed, making Ali smile on his own.

"Tuh Ra see, the big factory," as he walked the iron horse past the biggest electronics factory in the city.

Rara's eyes flickered with a gust of wind, "cursed Ra?" mas Ali keeps a close eye on the spy.

"The wind is very strong mas," he said while closing his mouth because it evaporated.

"Hem, the wind is strong or indeed Rara is sleepy?" mas Ali tightened Rara's hand.

"You've got a really fast bike,"

"Basically you are the one who ditukkan Ra,"

"No drowsiness really dah," said no drowsiness but Rara leaned her head on her husband's back.

"Well, it must have bristled again" surmised Mas Ali, because he felt a burden on his back.

Rara just muttered indistinctly and then quietly, she was already asleep.The boy is typical of people who are not difficult to adapt anywhere. So if there is no direct interference can.

"Ra, don't sleep in danger" Ali shook Rara's hand.

"Ra, if gini mas does not want more hlo-montoran yes," he threatened later.

"Ra. ayok-ayok just go home if so," suddenly mas Ali stopped the bike.

When she felt that there was no movement as before, Rara immediately opened her eyes and rubbed, "Wake up, bye,"

Rara was forced to open her eyes and look still cute, before continuing the journey. Mas Ali gave a lecture first, so that the wife does not fall asleep while driving.

Whenever there was a good view, the man showed it to the boy, and told him about little he knew about the place. So that Rara does not close her eyes again.

"It's possible that the lake hasn't been known yet, so it still looks natural,"

"Wouldn't it be posted on social media? until no one knows,"

"It looks like the majority of residents here do not really understand social media, as far as many young people who migrate outside the area, so far,

so it can be ascertained here there is no cadet coral activity, which can usually make this village forward" explained mas Ali.

"Finally up, too," Rara threw down the body on the soft white bed.

Mas Ali stared at the window of the inn whose curtains were open, and directly faced the beach. The coconut trees grow upright on the fringes of the white sand dissertation which adds to the beauty.

Already the third time Ali visited the tourist spot. The beach became his favorite place like Rara as well, so he just let's go when invited to the place of the group of salty water.

The eyes of the male eagle looked far away when he saw the waves coming in and out, the coconut leaves dancing in the wind.

Her lips pulled into a sickle arch, her mind recalling the beautiful memories of the past.

Where he once monologued a longing to a young boy who could bind his heart until now. No matter the words in his heart were conveyed by nature or not.

He only wanted his heart to feel calm, for it had spoken a thousand hidden longing words.

Mas Ali's head looked back, where the little boy he once admired had fallen asleep.

His feet stepped closer to the bed, then sitting on the body on the side, he noticed the look on the face of the wife. Spirits of sweat still adorned the forehead, the hands of Mas Ali outstretched wiping.

Rara's forehead appears wrinkled sign he feels disturbed, "Dah enter Ashar ya mas?" ask her with a raucous voice.

"Not yet, still long asharnya," mas Ali took off his jacket and followed the wife to the bed again.

He lies closer and embraces Rara's body into a hug, "Well back to sleep, yuk," invites Ali while helping Rara remove the jacket.

"You're not too sick of what Ra.. sleep is still stuck with this jacket," his hand tidied up Rara's little brunette who was slightly out of the bind.

"Capek mas," Rara slapped her head on the husband's chest.

Mas Ali just smiled, even though since the trip the wife just sat in the back. Not alternating in riding a motorbike, her husband also could not bear to tell Rara in front.

Although mas Ali felt tired many times, but not all for the sake of Rara.

"So not yet ngabarin mama," muttered Rara later.

"Let the mas ngabarin," mas Ali had to wake up a body that still feels tired, to take hp.

"Don't go anywhere, later only ngabarinnya," prevent Rara by holding back Ali's gold shirt.

"Later if they're worried about how Ra is,"

"Five minutes ajalah mas, Rara temenin sleep first,"

"Rara can't sleep if Ali's mas doesn't exist" he continued.

"Neither sleep, yuk" the veined hand rubbed his wife's hair.

"Bah can not turn out mas," Rara's body immediately woke up spontaneously. He thought his eyes weren't as fast as they had been

finally he took a phone to tell the house people, if they both had arrived at the destination city.

"Mas Ali brought a lot of money?" asked Rara innocently, after finishing informing the mother from via the green application.

"Why ask me, baby?" wonder about Ali.

Rara plays her finger, she's afraid to tell the truth. Actually, the boy wanted a lot of snacks but was afraid if the husband only carried a thin fare.

"Rara is afraid that Ali's money will run out, because my snacks are a lot," she said with a down.

"If you want anything to say directly the same mas, the money in the atm is still full," mas Ali pulled the chin of the wife to dare to look into his eyes.

"Don't lie?"

"A week ago I intervened in the workshop, because it was a real race. The workshop period rame purse mas still quiet,"

Since marrying the fortune of the man is increasingly adding, let alone a week ago Rara is always cranky because left mulu.

"Yaudah yuk mas mbas jajan," invited Rara enthusiastically.

"Heh. take a shower first, let it not stink," joked mas Ali.

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