Love Scandal
Part 32 ~ Love Scandal

Who would have thought the day so quickly passed, the age of Aurora content is now entering the 7th month according to Dito's calculations. However, the actual age of Aurora content is difficult to enter the 8th month.

The increasingly bulging stomach made the woman look worried in Dito's eyes. Being treated like a queen makes Aurora never lack of affection in her pregnancy, but one that the woman has yet to get.

The love of her husband, until now she and Dito ended up separating rooms. I don't know what the exact reason is, only Dito knows that.

During the 7 months of thrashing Dito, Aurora kept her promise to Aron. Meet once a month, whether it's lunch or dinner. Of course never known by Dito who was busy on campus as well as his papa company.

"Is not ready yet?" Dito poked his head behind the door. The man had been neatly dressed in a black shirt, matching the dress Aurora was wearing.

Tonight they have a family dinner at Aurora's parents' house. He said to celebrate the 7th month of Aurora's pregnancy that has deceived many people, especially her loving in-laws.

Aurora smiled, approaching Dito. "Udah, come!" Embrace Dito's arm and walk hand in hand out of the house.

Now Aurora has truly been selfish. His intention was to tell Dito that he had just collapsed. Gaining affection makes the woman do not want to lose everything. Choosing to close the big race as much as possible.

Dito never suspected her. Either stupid or don't have time to take care of Aurora's background.

Aurora held her breath as Dito advanced his body to put on the seat belt. His cheeks met red as a kiss landed on his cheek.

"D-Dito, what's lo-lo doing?" nervous Aurora, her heart pounding incoherently.

"Nyium the wife."

"But ...."

"Because tonight we have a family dinner, tomorrow it's both of us. I want to say something to you, it's important." Dito's grin rubbed his sweaty neck all of a sudden. The man looked wrong, but tried to cover it in a cool style.

Dito drove his car at medium speed to survive to the destination. Occasionally glanced at the lowered Aurora while squeezing her fingers.

"Why?" ask Dito.

"Gugup was kissed. 6 months of marriage is the first thing for us."

"Lo's angry?"

"No, but I'm surprised."

Dito laughed loosely, flushed cheeks made Aurora look even more beautiful. "Thank God, it doesn't mean to refuse, does it?"

"Huh?"

Throwing the steering wheel into his father-in-law's yard. It seems a little late, it is proven that the papa car has been parked neatly.

"There is a papah as mama." Aurora glanced at Dito.

"Hm, the cake will get scorned."

The two walked hand in hand to enter the house and were greeted with a commotion of mommy Aurora and Mamah Dito who seemed to be in line when speaking.

"Finally the awaited come too, you can make mamah just as you wait." Staring at his son is deadly.

"Rora has been dancing for a long time."

"My shell?"

"Follow, let's have dinner before we discuss anything else. You must be hungry. Especially the one with the show," mommy Aurora sibir glanced at her daughter.

A couple who are wrong in the eyes of their parents then follow the steps of the parents to the dining table.

Dinner is always interspersed with light talk from mamah Dito and mommy Aurora, while the men just quietly enjoy it.

"Thank you, ma'am Besan has taught Aurora to be a good wife" said mommy Aurora suddenly.

"Who's teaching you?" ask mamah Dito.

Mommy Aurora gave a smile, glancing at her lowered daughter perhaps in embarrassment.

"Rora once told me, she said that Besan nasehatin because Rora's work is just sleeping and playing. Housekeeping is not good for a husband."

"Well?" Mamah Dito gasped.

"Mommy?"

"But be calm, Besan, even though he told me that behind him still muji. I am even grateful that Besan ngomelin Rora. I'm tired of being shaken but never shaken."

Mamah Dito laughed at the look on Aurora's face that looked pias, maybe afraid of being handed by the fighter to her mommy.

"Neither nasehatin anymore, but nagging the same Rora because it gurgles really dirty clay. But did not expect his son to change, now even more dear. Let alone counting the weeks he wants to give grandchildren."