My Husband and Your Husband
Not Want to Split

"Why come home late again?" aiden asked as his second wife got into the car. This afternoon Ayra sent a message if she was going home a little late.

This is the second time I have come home late. And the reason is still the same, to see a doctor.

"There's an extra class sir"

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

Ayra shook her head quickly "Ti-no Sir"

Aiden nodded in understanding, he began to drive forward his car. Unconsciously Ayra continued to stroke her stomach, she was happy to hear the doctor's explanation if the content was healthy and fine. Ayra looked out the window of the car, there was a pickling seller at the end there. Suddenly, Ayra wanted the food so much that her saliva seemed to be dripping.

"Emmm. Sir, I want to buy that" Ayra told Aiden to stop his car for a moment.

Aiden looked over and then looked in the direction Ayra pointed. "Tumben once you buy food like that"

"Yes my master just wants to, it seems very fresh" Ayra was already unable to bear, even she had already swallowed her saliva several times.

"Alright" Aiden pulled his car over near the pick-up seller. Ayra immediately went down and bought a very tempting pickle. Finished paying Ayra to get back in her husband's car. Aiden was still in his place, he did not intend to come down let alone buy the roadside food.

"Master would?" ayra asked, she offered but as if afraid that Aiden would ask her because she was not satisfied eating this food.

It felt like Aiden wanted to laugh at the face of Ayra who offered him but was afraid that she would ask for the food. "No, I don't like foods that are too sour and spicy. You just spend it"

Ayra smiled, she nodded and went back to eating the pickles she bought. Fresh, sweet and spicy sour with a little gravy. Aaaa.. Ayra likes this food, she feels this food is very refreshing itself which until now is still difficult to eat rice or other heavy foods.

"Well, I want us to move into the house"

Ayra turned to her husband who was focusing on driving. "I mean Sir? The House of the Master and the Madam? I can't Sir, what if Madam comes back and sees me there"

Aiden breathed a rough breath, he stroked Ayra's head. He felt pity because the girl had to be a victim of his selfishness. "I want him to know about this marriage. Although I'm not really sure. But I can't find him anywhere he is at the moment either. Then, how should I do?"

Ayra knows Aiden's confusion, her beloved wife is gone and there is no news to date. But to be able to stay in their house, Ayra can't. Ayra does not want to be a woman does not know herself because in addition to being the mistress of her husband she also wants to have a house that they. Which should belong to Saqila.

"If you're not sure if you don't need to, sir, I'd rather stay in the apartment"

Aiden sighed again, not wanting to stress his second wife out of her compulsion to stay home. Aiden doesn't want to force Ayra. Most importantly his wife was comfortable and did not feel pressured by all this so that she could conceive faster.

"Oh yeah, next week we'll see the doctor"

Degs..

Did the mascudine go to the doctor? Aiden can't wait to have a child. Ayra could not dodge and just remained silent. Maybe it's time for her pregnancy to be discovered.

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"You've been drinking milk a lot lately"

Ayra smiled and kept the glass of milk that had been toilet in drinking by her. "Maybe it's because I'm on a lot of errands, so if you don't drink milk you don't like to be able to sleep"

"When you go to the room, I want to do it"

Ayra nodded she could not refuse as this was her obligation. He had already received payment and there was no way he would not give his services to Aiden. Given that he always felt his pride was very low. Yes, Ayra is just a paid girl who is nothing more than a call woman. It's just that he's tied to marriage with that guy.

Tonight is back with warmth. Sweat dripping on both bodies. Honestly, Ayra likes it. Ayra could not resist every touch that Aiden gave her. Ayra wants it too.

Cup...

Ayra was surprised when Aiden suddenly kissed her stomach gently. "Just grow up baby" he whispered in front of Ayra's stomach.

Ayra just kept quiet, she stared at the ceiling of her room. Actually, he wants to be honest. But Ayra still thought of everything. Whether she'll be ready or not if someday she'll have to hand the baby to Aiden. Is Ayra ready if she has to leave behind the man she loves and her son. Ayra would be ready to live such a life. At least if he can't be with Aiden, then he can have Aiden's descendants. But unfortunately his son will also be taken by the man. So Ayra had nothing but money. Will money be able to buy her child? That's what Ayra is thinking right now.

God, I feel like I'm an evil mother because I traded my own son for money.

Aiden hugged her, kissed her shoulder and gave a reddish mark there making Ayra grimace a little. "Think what?"

Ayra shook her head softly, she turned around and hugged her husband with their equally plain naked bodies. Aiden kissed Ayra's forehead as a good night. Pulling blankets to cover their bodies.

Hugging under the thick blanket after they did, always made Ayra a little calm. She could feel happiness with just the hug her husband gave her.

Ayra woke up when her stomach felt nausea again. He got out of bed and ran towards the bathroom. Spewing his stomach in wastafell. Ayra washed her face and stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror. His hand rubbed his stomach.

"Don't make Mommy weak like this dong Nak"

Ayra lowered her head back at wastafell as nausea returned to her. His tongue was so bitter. The sound of the bathroom door opening made Ayra turn her head, Aiden appeared there.

"Why Ay?"

Ayra shook her head slowly "No papa sir, I just want to take a shower"

"But it's still too early, it's still dark out there. Just go to sleep again"

Aiden grabs Ayra's hand and takes her back to the room. Hugged Ayra back on the bed warmly. Her lips were stuck on the forehead of the woman she was holding.

Ayra also felt comfortable in Aiden's arms. She was closing her body to her husband's body. Inhaling her husband's distinctive body scent.

God, I don't want to part with this guy.

Seriate

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