Will Never Let You Go
Desire

Now Darma knows if there are things longer than waiting for his wife to shower and dress up. Aye, right! Waiting for his son to sleep. It had been almost an hour he had been waiting in the room, but Ara had yet to show him the trunk of her nose. Two plates of Indomie with half-cooked egg on top of it were already cold.

Darma grabs the TV remote, changing the channel if interesting. But unfortunately, there is nothing interesting besides the Korean drama series that Ara has watched for a few weeks. Who would not want to be watched by him. It can be done while going to Ara.

Ten minutes passed, and the door of the room opened. Ara grimaced, then said, "Old, huh? Shila wasn't sleeping."

"It's okay." Darma really doesn't matter. After this, he will have fun.

"You didn't eat the noodles?" Ara who had just landed her butt next to Darma asked.

"Wait for you, Babe."

Ara nodded, then picked up the plate containing Indomie and handed it to her husband. "Right, dong, haven't watched yet" he said, taking his part plate.

Darma. Rearrange the Korean drama from the beginning, then eat the food.

For a moment Ara was glued to the food and a big screen before her. But, as soon as her food ran out, she turned to her husband and said, "Mas ...."

"Yes, why, Babe?"

"Gone the food, huh. It's important."

Darma. It might take about thirty minutes for Ara to wait because after finishing her meal Darma was allowed to smoke on the balcony. Ara also heard if her husband made a phone call with whom. "Who's calling, Mas?" he asked as Darma returned.

"Aldo. Yovan's getting married. So, Aldo plans to make a bachelorette party for her."

"Keep on you?"

Darma grimacing. "Yes, hehe. Can you, yeah, honey?"

Ara frowned. "Eumm ... What, huh?"

"Babe .. come on, dong. I have rarely, you know, come out the same since marriage. Since there was Shila. Yeah, can, huh?" Darma tugged at Ara's arm.

"Yeah ... When is it?"

"Don't know yet. Wait for everything to."

Ara muttered, then tilted her body towards Darma and raised her legs, sitting cross-legged. "Maas ...."

"Yes?"

Ara was confused where to start especially now Darma looked at him seriously.

"Why? You if there's anything to say. I'm your husband."

"So morning ... Shila ask again."

Darma raised her eyebrows. "Ask what?"

"Infant. He was crying before he got out of the car."

"Continue?"

"Want to have another child?" Between shock and delight Darma said it.

"I wish for Shila" said Ara. There was still a hint of doubt on his face.

"Anything or really?" Darma looked further.

Ara's face blushed. Ashamed to say while staring at Darma's face, she chose to hug her husband. "I've decided to have another child."

Replace Darma who is doubtful. He broke his embrace, looking into his wife's eyes. Although Ara was convinced, but if only for the sake of her son, she did not want to. What gives birth is the stakes of life. "If only for Shila mending don't have to."

"Why did you say only? Shila's our son." There was anger and disappointment on Ara's pretty face.

"Having another child means that the responsibility also increases. If your desire doesn't come from the heart I'm afraid you're as stressed as you used to be." Darma remembers very well when the early days of having children Ara experienced baby blues because her sleeping hours were messy and her ASI production ended up being a little.

"I thought it was mateng-mateng, really, Mas. I also asked Imelda the same Keyla. Yes, it was riweh at first, but they said they were happy too many times. Later 'could add nanny to help-help," said Ara a little more confident.

Darma gently caressed Ara's face and smiled. "If that's what you want, what can I do? Thanks, yes, I'm ready to give you another descent."

"I just want Shila to be cool and this house can be even more crowded."

"Whatever it is. I always loved you. Later if you are afraid of giving birth, cesarean. Medical technology is more advanced. Later use the best medicine so that the recovery is perfect."

Ara of mangosteen, then silence. They looked at each other, then laughed. The process has not been thought of giving birth.

"Wait what else?" Finally Darma spoke.

"I'll take a shower first." Ara stood up.

Darma. The man stood up, then turned his wife's body to face him. "No need. Still fragrant, really," he said followed by a kiss on Ara's neck.

Ara lowered her head. His eyes were closed when one by one his pajamas were removed until his body was exposed clearly.

"You want girls what boys?"

Ara raised her face. Staring at Darma was confused. "Why did Darma ask that? It should be me."

"There are no rules. Come, answer. What kind of girl do you want?"

"Why, anyway, Mas?"

Anxious with his wife who never answered, Darma kissed Ara's lips. A little rougher than usual and just let go as Ara's breath gasped. "Position influences results, Babe."

"Turkey. I want a guy." Ara who was easily lulled then put her hand to the husband's neck.

Darma had a little trouble removing her clothes because Ara kept pushing her. And once it worked, he dropped his body onto the sofa with Ara on his lap. "You will, you will move" he said on the sidelines of their kiss.

"Who's afraid?" said Ara defiantly who was greeted with a smile of happiness Darma.

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