CONFESSION STONED
149. Signs

“You go now?” heru asked as she saw Bara and Dijah appear in front of the door of her room.

“It is, it's been spun! Just two, right?” Bara put down the two maps he received this morning. Heru is still drowning among his files.

“Actually there is still a lot of work, but because today bring Pangdam Jaya you I released.” Heru chuckled while taking the map that Bara proffered. “Sehat Colored? When's lahiran?” tanya Heru turned Sejah.

“Coming asap Mas. I have taken one to everywhere,” replied Sejah with a little breath sting. Though he had only been walking for a few minutes and standing in the office, but his breathing was already tight.

“Denger you Ra? Want immediately. Yes, it's gone. The streets both prepare to stay up late keep the baby,” said Heru.

Smiling at the words of Heru. And Bara immediately grabbed his waist to get out of Heru's room.

“Look ‘Know how do you work all day? Drink is also not perfect if again focus ngerjain something so cepet finished.” Bara continued to hold his wife's waist towards the office lobby.

“Yes, if you again focus on drinking is also not perfect. If you can eat it means no longer focus.” Re-emphasized his sight. That time, his gaze again collided with the white-haired long-haired woman. Sejah cast a lazy look with a flat face towards the woman. A second later, the woman who had been standing was seen sitting back.

That lazy gaze for Dijah means the gaze of underestimating the opponent because it feels sure to win. Flat but intimidating. And Bara who had no idea of being colonized had just intimidated another woman with a look, kept holding his wife's hip walking away from the office.

Today Sejah sits on the sofa of Bara's work room reading various magazines while observing her working husband. Not riding a horse to make a good path. But make a proposal of cooperation.

With the face made as serious as possible, Bara was stealing his wife's attention in repairing the image in the office. Tomorrow if he says he is busy working, Sejah can certainly imagine what he is as busy as.

*****

Playlist : Love Form – Eclat Story

“Which one?” tanya Bara crossed her arms in front of her chest to see Dijah stroking two baby boxes in turn. His wife was still confused between the two choices.

“For a while Mas, both are funny. I like this one, but also see this is really jolly.” Colored back stroking white mosquito nets baby box cover that he likes.

“Mas wait,” Bara said while pushing a stroller around the store.

After experiencing a long inner struggle, Dijah decided to buy a white baby box with a white tile mosquito net. Store clerks offer that their groceries can be delivered at once the next day.

Given the practicality, Bara agreed to the offer.

The smile on his face had been expanding ever since. That is what his wife wanted. Buying things their baby needs are incomplete, just the two of them. Seached looks comfortable lingering holding all the objects in the store. Many times he said, “Kaos his legs are good for my son Mas.” And many times also Bara corrected his wife's remarks with, “Our son..”.

He bought two pairs of shoes and a pair of sandals. Again the woman was confused between the two options until Bara forced Dijah to buy both.

“Which debit card does it pack?” ask Bara when they're at the cashier.

“In the bag, the!” point Seized on his bag that is still in the tent with Bara.

“Never been made?” ask Bara again.

“What do you use for?” tanya Sejah's.

“Ya for you if you want to buy. That's what you're holding for. Dumplings for dipake. PIN is our wedding date.”

Sejah nodded his head to understand what her husband said. He knows the function of the debit card. After the monthly shopping given Bara in cash, Dijah no longer knows what he has to buy if he is alone. For him, shopping with Bara is more exciting.

During the marriage, he had never used the money in the debit card that Bara said for his purposes. Monthly money for his mother, every month they deliver to Kang Supri's house. Bara used to give an envelope to be delivered to his mother. And Dijah understood that Bara did not want to make his mother hesitate if her husband conveyed it directly. That was even though it was Dijah who gave, his mother often refused.

Bara took his wife's hand out of the shoe store. Both of his hands were already full of grocery paperbags.

When crossing the ranks of stands that sell food. Seized her husband's arm to one of the booths selling frozen yogurt (frozen yogurt) with fruit toppings and chocolate-shaped ice cream.

“I want this one Mas. but this one looks good too. Buy two Mas, later if I do not run out, Mas who help abisin. Unfortunately if thrown away,” said Sejah was half-ruling.

"Yes-yes, I'll eat your leftovers."

Slightly amused by the greed of the woman who was pregnant was big, Bara ordered according to the request of Dijah.

And a little while later, Bara had held a bowl of yogurt scooped up Sejah into her mouth alternating with the one she was holding.

“Enak?” bara asked looking at the face of his wife who was licking a spoon.

“Mau but very little ya nginya, stingy.” Bara laughed at the childish face of Dijah who seemed to share the food affectionately.

“Mas can not be much...” Return to his food. They were sitting on two small benches in the corner of a yogurt stand.

Bara chuckled amusedly pinching his wife's gaunt cheek. Sewn cheeks were pushy and his breathing sounded breathless even though they had only walked for a short while earlier. The pink lipstick on the woman's lips was gone because of her incessant drinking.

*****

“Today's sweet?” ask from the front of the closet. He had just finished bathing after hurriedly returning home to pursue dinner with Dul.

“Seneng. Dul said the food was good. What the hell is that? I'd like to ask for it but it's been drained by Dul. Mas buynya not much,” sulk Sejah.

Bara laughs. “Tadi said there full. The house will be too,” replied Bara laughing. “Later we buy again yes..” coax Bara approached his wife who was holding snacks half the contents of the mini market.

Happy wife was not difficult, thought Bara. The difficult ones immediately made up after a fight. The incubation period of a wife's emotions must take days. I smiled as I turned on the sleeping lights.

Seeing the Sejah who unceasingly chews for the welfare of their baby without worrying about his weight gain makes Bara happy.

“Udah ah, satiated.” Sejah rose from the bed to get rid of the plastic snacks that had been held since.

“Drink first,” pinta Bara thrusting a full glass of water directly kneaded Sejah.

“Aduh, satiated Mas..” said Dijah rubbed his stomach.

“Ya. If not full is amazing.” Bara approached his wife on the edge of the bed. “How much longer is this about?” Bara was still standing, he hugged his wife's head while rubbing the large belly of the Colonized.

“It's like soon. Every day it keeps moving.” Seamed down rubbing his stomach.

Bara's hand that had rubbed his stomach from the top of the negligee had now climbed squeezing his chest. Sejah is still sitting on the edge of the bed after putting a bag of snacks earlier.

“His baby moves on maybe because of his father's miss. You see, his father also misses..” The sound of raucous embers vibrating.

After snacks from the mini market, Dijah was treated to other snacks that night. Bara presents something from behind his loose boxer. Still with bare chest after bathing, he asked Dijah to release his shade there.

His hands are not silent. While half-sparing enjoying the sweep and kiss of Sejah lips, Bara pulled off a negligee patterned tie dye pink from his wife's body.

“Jah, mas want to cepet.... Very keen,” lirih Bara put his wife's body on the edge of the bed.

He took a deep breath. Sensing something rushed was beginning to overwhelm him. Still the first push and a groan instantly escaped his mouth. He saw Bara smiling at him. Throwing an arrogant look that implies ‘you are also kangen’.

Bara swung and created a rhythm for himself. Stop breathing occasionally to prolong the love time. He had already sensed that Sejah was twisting his body in his first five minutes. His wife's face looked dead.

Before long a muffled groan came out from his mouth. The scroll of pleasure peaks burst so much from within him. Make a few moments dwell on the body of the Cowering Colored. Bara again buried his head in the chest of the wife.

Time has shown almost midnight. The colonized had already cleaned themselves and sat down with pillows stacked up to be high. That night he was restless and could not sleep. With drowsy eyes Bara drenched and massaged his wife's feet with eucalyptus oil.

“Mas, my stomach is not good.” whispered Sutured. “Sudden pain. That goes on, I can't sleep.” whine Colored.

“You are lahiran?” He was surprised to see his wife. He looked at the tense face of Dijah occasionally grimacing.

Seen looks closed his eyes. After the scroll of pleasure he had felt earlier, it now changed with the scroll of pain that came and went as he pleased.

“Dijah.... Nakutin mas,” said Bara rubbed his wife's face. “Ayo—ayo we to hospital.”

“Not often the pain, still sometimes aja.” She held her husband's hand.

“Ah, I don't want to. Don't wait. Come on now. Get ready first.” Bara got up and turned on the room lights and went to the closet.

Dots of sweat were seen appearing on the forehead of the Sejah. He waited for Bara to change clothes calmly. Sometimes he closed his eyes to dampen the waves of pain that came attacking him.

The To Be Continued.....

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Tomorrow Seized lahiran yes... :*