Bad Boy Bucin's

Bad Boy Bucin's
The Blue Two Line


Azka's face still looks sour but she is also very curious about the state of Azkia. He realized that some days there is a desire to eat certain foods and must be at that time.


With Azka's slow steps up the stairs, she was still confused as to how to talk to Azkia about the tool she bought. Azka was confused where to start so as not to offend Azkia. Moreover, these few days Azkia's mood was very bad.


Occasionally Azka ruffled her hair in frustration, her two friends had already left. They did not want to disturb Azka.


Before entering the room Azka took a deep breath and then took it out slowly.


Cleks!


The door of the room opened to see Azkia who was still busy struggling with papers and also her laptop. He smiled sweetly and approached Azka. As his hands stretched out to shake hands with Azka, the understanding Azka immediately responded. Azka's back was now in Azkia's seat, then kissed her at a glance. Azka just smiled as she ruffled Azkia's hair.


"Just home?" asked Azkia while hugging Azka.


"Yes" he rubbed Azkia's back.


Azkia still buried her face in the chest of Azka's field, "it was comfortable," muttered Azkia.


After a tired day with all the thesis paper now he was in the arms of Azka as if lost all tired and dizzy that he felt. So also with Azka, after a day of work and meetings, the embrace of the wife was able to eliminate all the fatigue.


"Marijuana!" Azka pinched Azkia's nose slowly, she just smiled in response.


"I take a shower first" said Azka letting go of her embrace.


Azkia still did not budge, she was still silent even her hands were still coiled around Azka's waist. Azka raised next to her eyebrows confused by Azkia's attitude this time.


The cup!


The cup!


Two kisses landed on both cheeks Azkia, only to make Azkia shocked by Azka's sudden attack. Azka smiled faintly looking at Azkia's shocked face mixed with embarrassment.


"Stand, yeah!" Azka rubbed Azkia's head slowly and rushed to the bathroom. His body is uncomfortable.


While Azkia he patted his own cheek softly, he maish did not believe what he was doing since Azka came home earlier.


I don't know, when I saw Azka it felt like I wanted to hold her long. Even if Azkia could not allow Azka to take a bath, but what could make her let go of Azka just like that.


"Why so spoiled gini anyway?" Azkia Gumam.


After preparing casual clothes for Azka he rushed towards the membrane to make warm tea. With deft Azkia make two cups of vanilla-flavored tea, fragrant fragrant tea to the living room.


After that Azkia brought two cups of tea into the room, coinciding with Azka who had just come out of the bathroom. Her hair was still a little wet, so it would drip onto the floor.


"You've already said, want her hair first before going out the bathroom. How wet will the floor be? What if I fall?" cerocos Azkia non-stop.


Azka just kept quiet while sitting next to Azkia, she rubbed a small towel wrapped around her neck on her hair.


The cup!


One kiss landed right on Azkia's lips, according to Azka the powerful way to make Azkia stop babbling. And sure enough, Azkia was silent for a moment after Azka kissed her.


Silent!


For a moment there was no sound from the two of them, only the ticking of the wall clock sounded so obvious.


"Yuna!"


"By!"


Even after speaking, they sounded simultaneously.


"You go first" said Azka.


"No, you are." Azka refused.


"Hmm, what don't you want to eat?" ask Azka.


"No, why is it?" azkia asked while looking at Azka.


"No dizziness?"


"Son," said Azkia quickly.


"Nausea?" Azkia.


"What's really going on?" ask Azkia curiously.


"I'm nyidam!" azka.


"Huh What? How can?" shocked Azkia.


"Say Attya is like Devan." Azka was honest.


"You can!" Azkia still did not believe what she heard.


"Today I suddenly wanted to eat this, especially food that I usually do not like this so I like" said Azka.


"Whose son's got?" polo Azkia.


Hearing that made both eyes of Azka as if going out of place.


"Your son, Nyun!" azka firm.


"But I'm not pregnant" said Azkia.


Then Azka took out a pregnancy checker that she had bought in the bottle. Azka placed the device on the table while looking at Azkia.


"Grandpa, please!" pinta Azka's.


"Th-this is who bought it?" tanya Azkia did not believe it.


"Me" Azka brief.


"So check, let's know the truth why I'm such a nyidam" Azka explained.


Azkia took the device and read how to use it, then she walked to the bathroom with the test kit.


Azka leaned her body on the back of the sofa, hoping that Azkia would actually become pregnant. But come back if he hasn't been concerned about it.


Cleks!


Azkia looks out of the bathroom, a face that can not be interpreted. Makes Azka more agitated.


"Where?" ask Azka.


Azkia turned her head and looked at Azka, she did not speak anything just extending the results of the tool earlier. Azka accepted it and looked at the testicle.


"Square line, you mean?" ask Azka who doesn't understand.


"What do you mean?" ask Azka again.


"Positive,"


"Well, positive what?"


"Pregnant,"


"What pregnant?" tanya Azka is spontaneous.


"Eh, pregnant? Seriously?" azkia asked after realizing Azkia's words.


Azkia nodded as she looked at Azka her tears suddenly flowed down her cheeks, quickly Azka pulled Azkia into her arms.


"Thank you" Azka whispered, she was so happy that even her happiness could not be expressed again.


"Thank you, Mum!" Azka kissed the head of Azkia long ago, while Azkia still did not expect that she would become a mother.


Surprised? Sure, because Azkia felt no sign of him taking it. But indeed some days the mood is very unstable, very easily angry and happy.


"By, try pinching me.. This isn't a dream, is it?"


Azka happily pinched Azkia's cheek.


"Ohh, sick!" his weakness.


"That means it's not a dream baby" Azka hugged Azkia again.


"Let's tell mommy you're papa, yeah! azka. Azkia just nodded.


Azka gave the cold tea to Azkia. Slowly Azkia drank the cold tea, suddenly Azkia immediately ran towards the bathroom.


He spewed out all the contents in his stomach, his face was a little pale.


"Are you okay, Missy?" ask Azka.


"Nausea,"


Azka helped Azkia walk to the lip of the bed, she thrust a glass of water at Azkia. Azka felt sorry to see the wife who looked limp, pale. If Azka could take the place of his wife like that, but how else could she not.


"Wanna eat?" ask Azka gently.


Azkia shook her head, "You want you!" she said with a sweet smile.


Azka according to the treatment snag wife who hugged him while sleeping on the mattress. His hands were busy playing Azka's nose, and Azkia kissed her husband's cheek.


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