Aksara For Arsyilla

Aksara For Arsyilla
Waiting for Husband to Work


"Wait here first yes .. I met the client first, at least half an hour," Aksara asked Arsyilla to wait for him.


The woman who was holding a sense of dizziness in her head chose to nod her head, taking a seat on the sofa that was in the room. Arsyilla chose the still hot tea. The steaming steam of the tea indicates that the tea is still warm. The sweetness of the tea, combined with the taste of a shoe and the aroma of jasmine as if to be a taste that has always been liked by Arsyilla.


Afterwards, Arsyilla leaned her head against the hand of the sofa, closing her eyes. Hoping with a little rest, the dizziness would soon disappear. Besides in the room Aksara is also clean, the air conditioner is also cold, and fragrant room aroma Ocean Escape that makes the room the Architect so fresh.


It didn't take long, Arsyilla had fallen asleep on that sofa. The feet are still resting on the floor, only the head is leaning in the hands of the sofa. The woman did not know when Aksara came into the room and took some designs of the images she had already printed.


Aksara looked at Arsyilla, looking down a little at his sleeping wife.


"Hurry up you sleep, Honey ... dizzy with her head?"


Aksara muttered softly, so sorry to see Arsyilla falling asleep in such an uncomfortable position. Stopped his activities for a moment. The script justifies Arsyilla's position, until the woman's body is completely on the sofa. Then Aksara took his jacket and slipped it into Arsyilla's chest.


"Before a while yeah .. I finish the meeting first," said Aksara again with a clean slit. After that Aksara came back out of his room, finishing the meeting first.


More than half an hour of Aksara follows the course of the meeting. After the meeting was over, Aksara returned to his room. Aksara was deliberately to open the door slowly, so as not to disturb his wife who was asleep.


Apparently once inside the room, Arsyilla was actually still asleep. The man smiled and slightly crouched down in front of Arsyilla. Gave a gentle swab over the side of Arsyilla's face.


"Honey, what time do you want to go home?" Aksara attempts to awaken Arsyilla.


However, Arsyilla only shook her head. I still feel like I want to fall asleep.


Aksara smiled, feeling that this pregnancy was indeed Arsyilla several times complaining of dizziness, besides that Arsyilla was also more quickly sleepy. Looking at his wife, Aksara felt pity. However, how else seems to be suffering from pregnancy symptoms now is Arsyilla.


Giving time for Arsyilla, Aksara chose to finish his work, and at the same time tidied up his desk. There is still approximately 15 minutes before the time to return home arrived. 15 minutes seems to be enough for Arsyilla to rest first.


Several times Aksara saw Arsyilla who was so asleep, then the man smiled. It's fun to work and be accompanied by a wife like this. Although his wife was asleep, but it seemed to make Aksara so happy.


"Honey, Honey. We go home," said Aksara who tried to wake Arsyilla up again.


However, Arsyilla just moaned, “Hmm, still sleepy,” said with eyes still closed.


“Build first Honey .. pity Ara kangen with her Mother. Later bobok again at home,” reply Aksara.


Hearing the name of his son called, Arsyilla woke up immediately. The woman yawned, and rested her head on the back of the sofa for a moment. Then lowered her legs, a little smile when she found her husband's thick jacket covering her body.


“Finally, you wake up .. yuk, get up first. Poor Ara was waiting for her mother. It's time to go home from the office too,” Aksara said again.


Aksara nodded his head, giving his wife time to tidy up her hair. Aksara chose to sit next to his wife. Observing every move his wife made. Until finally, Aksara advances a little of her face and steals a kiss on Arsyilla's cheek.


The cup!


“Health-healthy Mother .. looks like pregnancy this time, Mother well who experienced the symptoms of pregnancy even though not nausea and vomiting. Sorry well, had to feel all this,” he said.


“Iya .. often dizzy and more often sleepy me, Sis. It's nothin. As long as you do not nausea and vomiting, Kak,” reply Arsyilla.


“It's important to feel something immediately tell me. I will always be the one standing at the forefront for you,” Aksara replied earnestly.


It is a fact that Aksara will always stand at the vanguard for Arsyilla. He did a lot for his wife.


“Thank You Dad .. yes already, let's go home .. I already miss Ara,” reply.


The character stood up, carrying his backpack on his shoulder, and one hand holding Arsyilla's hand. Some employees greeted and Aksara replied politely. There are also some employees who also saw Arsyilla. Because, not usually the son of the CEO of Jaya Corp with his wife. This may be the first time for Arsyilla to Jaya Corp.


“Malu Kak .. seen in employees,” reply Arsyilla.


“Not to be ashamed, your people are beautiful gini kok,” reply Aksara with a smile and even tighten his arm in the hands of Arsyilla.


“Where was it with the former?” suddenly asked Aksara to his wife.


The script was only a joke, but the man still teased his wife so that his wife gave the answer. Tempting my own wife just feels so fun.


“Often, just chatting about her match, and she asks if it is possible to have a loveless marriage,” this time to her husband.


“Then, you answered how?” ask Aksara again.


“Yes there should be an effort to get to know and receive. Efforts to adapt, adjust to the couple. The key is to be patient because everything requires a process. Come to think of the beginning of marriage, I do not love you. However, as time goes on all those feelings change,” replied Arsyilla honestly.


Aksara who listened to the answer from his wife glanced at his wife, “Then, now love is not the same me?” tanyakanya.


Seemed Arsyilla shook her head, “No, I don't love you, but .. I loveaaaa bangeeeetttt with you.”


The character bowed in shame by stalling a smile at the corner of his lips. It could be that his wife was flipping him over which made his face red, and a smile that was stuck at the corner of his lips.