Berlianku My wife
112. Patient

Raindrops that fell in the morning blind, making the cold sniff into the cracks of the air holes roofs and windows. Although the design of the palace of Mr. Aryo, the design of the house ber_Ac, but still the sound of rain and water droplets outside makes the morning air more beautiful.

A couple who are still said to be corn in building a household, still curled up under the covers. Fortunately, Ardi blankets are expensive blankets so it feels very comfortable. Although Alya was wearing an open-robed sleeping dress, she was not worried about catching a cold. Moreover, there was a warm husband's embrace.

"Emmtt" Alya wriggled her eyes open. Looking at the window curtain as if it was still dark. There was no yellow tinge or sky whitening. Adhan's voice was not heard.

"What time is this? How come I don't hear the dawn alarm" murmured Alya was still in her husband's arms so he didn't see the wall clock. Want to find a cell phone but still love to let go of her husband's arms.

"I'm not bad, am I? It still seems dark, it's okay to relax for a moment" asked Alya in his heart, but Alya misfortune, because the rain so the sky is still night.

Unlike usual so conscious and open eyes immediately wake up. This morning Alya did not wake up immediately, she still wanted to be in her husband's arms. The warm decapitation he missed 1 day ago.

Alya tilted her body, so that her face was facing her husband. Now Alya's chest slightly open on her husband's chest, so that the hemispheres of the ranum pop up and look if anyone sees it.

Alya was no longer embarrassed, trembling or pounding. But now Alya felt very comfortable. Even without a doubt Alya wrapped her hands around her husband's body tightly. For some reason, it feels like Alya wants to hug her husband tight all day.

Feeling the hand movement in his body Ardi woke up. The fragrant scent of Alya's hair burst into his nose, flowing an inexplicable energy. Wake up a precious object that can lead him to heaven and hell.

Ardi smiled seeing his wife a little more aggressive.

"Wake up?" tanya Alya spoiled tightening embrace.

Ardi was so happy to hear the spoiled voice of his wife hoarsely wet when he woke up so. Unlike when the fierce mode comes and is very chatty. Not wasting a chance. Ardi twisted his body. Lowering the rope dress Alya. So that his two favorite objects poked to the surface and looked real.

For several days, Ardi was absent from making works on his art land. This morning it looked clean and white. Alya did not refuse or dismiss her husband. Ardi felt like he was getting the green light. Even Ardi forgot the doctor's warning that it's still vulnerable.

Ardi switched from his sleep, now confined Alya underneath. Without permission and confirmation Ardi landed his lips on his wife's. After Alya runs out of breath, she starts her hobby, creating works, abstract paintings on media that are only specific to an Ardi.

Alya is facing her husband. His body language allows and even enjoys it. But her mind was aware, what her husband did, if continued could harm her janin.

Alya was getting uncomfortable. Between stop or let continue and get into the enjoyment that Ardi offers. Alya's wits and unfortunately Alya to the child in her stomach won. His eyes widened to see the short-needle wall clock was already in the middle of the numbers 5 and 6.

"Astaghfirulloh Mas" said Alya spontaneously, brushing her husband's head. Her plight protected the brewery for her son later, so that her husband would not touch her again.

"Why? Yang's responsibility" Ardi wants to continue his work.

Alya fluttered, got up from her position and put on her dress string.

"We're bad luck, we haven't prayed!" said Alya panicked and regretted because it turns out they almost missed dawn. Ardi came to see the wall clock. Then scratch his head.

"Why not wake up?" ardi woke up and was disappointed.

"Cock on Lian. It's wrong too. Why don't you get up from the morning" Lian replied as she got out of bed.

"Usually you're the one who woke up"

"It's still dark outside, the lights are still on. Lian thought it was still dawn" Alya replied in self-defense.

"Who's hugging first?"

"Ehm. Yes, I am nyesel. Won't hug anymore. Sebbel" replied Alya after entering the bathroom to take ablution.

"Not that, I like to be hugged, that's aja cranky" replied Ardi following Alya while scratching his head

"Udah buru praying" Alya replied finished wudlu.

"Yes" answered Ardi briefly and then took ablution water.

They prayed in the room.

"Where's my cardigan? That feeling of the time Mamah bought me an outer?" alya asked open her closet looking for covered clothes about to go downstairs.

"Where are you? How do you get outside?" tanya Ardi saw Alya was busy at the change of clothes.

"Bottom down. Time in the room continues?"

"Can't! Mas want to be alone with you in the room" said Ardi walked to Alya and hugged him from behind.

"Ehm" Alya cleared her throat feeling that something was hard, stuck to her back body.

If Alya had not been flecked, Alya would have welcomed her as happily as her mesthinya, acting as a wife. But unfortunately the shadow lying in the hospital traumatized him. Alya held her husband's hand and tried to let go.

"Lian wants to cook Mas" said Lian looking for an excuse.

Lian knew that in the room kept definitely the aura and the heat brought her towards the activity continues. Moreover, it had been many days that junior Ardi had been unemployed.

"Many waiters, why cook? I'm paying Mr. Yang a lot of money to do work here. Your duty is here accompany us" replied Ardi giving orders.

Actually without being told Alya understands. But Alya was just looking for an excuse. Alya herself also wanted her husband's caress, so Alya avoided her husband. Fear kebablasan.

"Lian does not like the food menu cooked by Mr. Yang. Lian wants to cook for herself" Alya answered to get an excuse.

"Later on, let Mr. Yang cook the food you like" replied Ardi sitting again on the bed.

Alya swallowed her saliva thinking again. Find a reason to get out of his room.

"To yuk's garden!" invite Alya to put on a cheerful face.

"Mas wants to be in the room. Here sit here" asked Ardi to pat the mattress.

Alya bit her lower lip, lowered her head and played her own finger. Thinking of finding a reason. Seeing his wife misbehaving Ardi knew that his wife was scared.

"Will I go to the side room?" ask Ardi on a whim.

"No. Lian just wants to look outside. To the park?" take Alya to her important husband not in the room.

"Outside the rain, baby. Below is a male servant. I don't want them to see my wife's hair. I want to talk. Here sit here don't stand there"

"Just talk to you?"

"Why is it more than talking? You like it too, right?"

"Isa. Lian is afraid of Khilaf Mas"

"Yes, yes, I know. So you're gonna find an excuse to come out for that?" tanya Ardi mature happy to make his wife blush.

"Ehm. No" Alya replied softly and washed his lips because of embarrassment.

"Well, pregnant women are also shy. Here sit down" said Ardi again patting the mattress beside him.

Alyapun. Walk down and sit next to Ardi. Ardi smilingly looked at his wife who was still not bathing but still beautiful.

"What are you talking about?"

"We as husband and wife like never talk together, right?" tanya Ardi felt herself hiding something a lot.

"Yes" Alya replied.

This is the time Alya always looks forward to. But somehow, while being near her husband, all of Alya's questions are gone, changing her sense of being indisputable. It feels just want to be near her husband clinging and making out, but also afraid of obscurity even though it is still a vulnerable period. Unlike when Ardi was not around, all questions seemed to rush into Alya's brain.

"Every night you remember what you said no to?" tanya Ardi continued her plan last night.

"Every night?" alya asked while remembering what happened. Because Alya is so sleepy Alya forgot.

"Forgotten, He.. "

"After the holidays, I want to go anywhere, you are escorted by a driver and bodyguard" said Ardi seriously.

Hearing Alya's bodyguard being stunned, her eyes glared at her husband, not thinking about what there was for all the bodyguards.

"Watchers?" alya asked to make sure. Ardi nodded firmly.

"Make what?"

"You're pregnant now. Our son will be Gunawijaya's successor. We want you and our kids to be safe"

"Mas"

"Hm"

"We will have God, Lian can take care of herself! Enough driver!" alya replied trying to make an offer.

Lian could not imagine if while gossiping with her theme awaited the bodyguard. The work awaited by the bodyguard according to Alya is very much better. Though usually Alya wherever always alone, take a taxi, angkot or motorcycle taxi. Koas out of town are alone too.

Ardi scratched his non-itchy head. It seems like Ardi does have to explain who Alya is now. Who is her husband and family.

"Honey, you know Aerim's apartment?" ask Ardi

"Look"

"Starting from the first floor to the top of our residence, it has Gunawijaya" said Ardi wanted to make Alya aware.

"Dad, I told you a story"

"You know Beautiful Regency housing, Indah Mentari Housing, Indah Lestari Housing? Besides housing and apartments, Gunawijaya has any company, besides, Gunawijaya Foundation has anything" asked Ardi to name his famous business.

"No" answered Alya innocently.

"Ehm!" Ardi cleared his throat feeling anxious to his wife. Though all the wealth of her husband, so the wealth of Alya as well. But Alya doesn't know and doesn't even care.

"You know what?" ask Ardi again.

"No! Dizziness Alya mas ngedengerinya, a lot" replied Alya innocently.

Working as a gudeg aja, Alya and his mother are tired, what about her husband.

"Hemmm" Ardi sighed. Stringing words, how to get Alya to understand. Alya is now Madame Ardi Gunawijaya. A young businessman who became a conglomerate in his country. No more orphans, interns, gudeg children who get scholarships.

"You really do not care and do not want to know with all the assets owned by Gunawijaya group, whose? Where's aja?"

"Lian was dizzy, Lian just wanted to live a comfortable, happy life with mas and our children. Can worship and practice our knowledge. It's at its core. Ribet, what the hell is that talking about? Why wear a bodyguard?"

"Yes let you know, now you are Mrs Ardi Gunawijaya. And Gunawijaya is this big, it is definitely a lot of enemies. Both from business partners mas or related personal mas. Many people do not like the same mas and look for weaknesses, through family" replied Ardi again.

"Hem" Alya looked down innocently.

"No need to protest"

"Emmm. If it's work, right?"

"Choose obedience or do not have to work?"

"Yes yes! Lian was just asking, it's not cool if Lian meets with Anya, Dinda what Doctor Mira awaited Pak Arlan" replied Alya began to exit his chatty mode.

"Your bodyguard's a girl, Arlan's coming. I need him" replied Ardi.

"Yesia. Did you say that?"

"Much more. Why indeed? Talk to your husband how rich expression wants a trial in court anyway?"

"Yes abis mas the theme of the conversation. Once in a while, discuss the picnic, just be happy"

"Mas promise us honeymonth after the reception. But now there is a dhedhe in your stomach. You can't be tired. It's in the room"

"Hmmm. Want to talk some more?"

"Farid"

"Sister Farid? Why?"

"Mas wants to be honest with him about us. He felt very guilty about him. You want to come?"

"When?" alya asked to make sure.

Not yet Ardi replied, Ardi's phone rang.

"But baby" said Ardi took his phone and walked to the balcony.

Alya silently looked down considering the day Farid drove Alya. Even Farid and Alya chatted a lot. Alya himself felt evil to Farid. How Farid's reaction when he knew Alya Ardi's wife was even pregnant. Who's the woman Farid's betrothed to.

"No news, huh? If I went to the lake with Farid yesterday? Ah Mas Ardi will definitely be jealous and more. Meeting at the home is not possible. I quietly ajalah" muttered Alya looking at her handsome husband was talking.Not long Ardi turned off his phone and went into the room.

"Honey, talk later tonight. You're home, don't go. Rest, if you need anything tell Miss Siti"

"Will you go again?"

"There are employee issues to be resolved"

"Hmmm. Can you ask for the numbers of Mr. Arlan and Mr. Dino?" tanya Alya remembered Anya's message.

"No! Make what?"

"Can't you?" ask Alya sewot.

"Mas does not want his wife to communicate with other men"

"Ish lebay!"

"What did you do?"

"If Lian misses the mas, or needs to be rich yesterday, Lian can call them"

"This is the office number and admin number mas, held by Dino and Risa" replied Ardi gave two general numbers Ardi special work affairs. Alya immediately took notes.

"Ready water bath and clothes mas ya. If you don't shower with yuk"

"No. Lian is afraid of khilaf"

"The promise didn't come in. They can hold it. You haven't had a shower, have you?"

"Promise not to make meaning and can stand it?"

"Promise, I also love my son"

"Okay, come on" Alya replied nodding.