Between Me, You, And The Past
Nausea and a few complaints

“Not yet sleepy Kak,” whine Nasha who continues to be forced to sleep, but what power his eyes do not want to be closed even though it has been tried repeatedly, still he can not sleep.

“Why, hm?” asked Farzan who was actually almost asleep with Nasha in his arms.

“Hiks can't sleep,” isak Nasha slowly. I don't know why tonight he was so hard to sleep when usually he would sleep easily.

“Eh why cry dear,” Farzan who was about to close his eyes back contact was immediately awake.

“Engga knows hiks,” Nasha still sobbing by holding Farzan tightly.

“Sttt.. You want what hm?” farzan said as he stroked Nasha's back. Little tried to see Nasha's face but Nasha's arms were tight enough and hard to let go so all she could do was rub her back.

Nasha just shook her head still with her prank that began to subside, but her embrace had not stretched still as tightly.

Farzan sighed softly. Patiently waiting for Nasha to calm down and want to talk about what she is feeling right now.

At a glance Farzan saw the clock that was on the nightstand, there it was now entered at half-one p.m.

Farzan's hand has moved to rub Nasha's stomach. Usually if it is difficult to sleep means Nasha is feeling uncomfortable with her stomach.

“What do you want, son? Kasian Mami Darling,” Inner Farzan chat with his future son.

10 Minutes later, there was only the rest of what was heard with regular breathing. Farzan, who felt Nasha was not too close to him, shifted himself as slow as possible to see Nasha's face.

“Hehe you why is it so gemsin hm? Said it was hard to sleep, now it's right to cry directly on his sleep pules. Or don't let Papi's child who wants to be wiped before bed so make his mother confused?” farzan muttered a small chuckle while rubbing Nasha's face wipe away the remaining tears on the cheeks, and switched back rubbing her stomach with a gaze that looked straight at Nasha's stomach that began to contain a little.

“Mami Papi, how funny ya haha. But then ask first if he wants us on what call,” murmured Farzan who knows.

The sleepless drama ended with Nasha exhausted from crying and therefore Farzan was only able to fall back asleep by clutching tightly Nasha as well as the hand that sat on Nasha's stomach.

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Like the morning before this morning Nasha also had to stay in the bathroom to remove her entrails.

This time he was alone because it was when Farzan was not awake, when he entered the bathroom also he tried as slow as possible to open and close the door. The reason is that Farzan is not always disturbed.

“Hiks cape.. but can not complain directly hiks but cape hiks,” isak Nasha slowly with his head down in front of the sitting closet.

“Stt must be diem ih. What if Arza wakes up? Kasian sleeps to disturb continue with you,” monologue Nasha on herself.

Nasha did sometimes think like that, he who often bothers Farzan because of nausea or midnight cravings that arrive. And Nasha felt she was always making trouble for Farzan.

Though he is actually the most difficult, and Farzan will feel guilty because there is nothing when Nasha needs it.

Hoover. hoek..

Uhuk..

Nasha coughed because her throat felt dry even though her stomach was still like being stirred.

“Drink the water of the angel,” a voice from behind him and also a glass of warm water on the edge made Nasha immediately turn her head and found Farzan already crouching behind him. His hands did not stay still by stroking Nasha's back and neck.

Nasha took the glass and gulped down the water for a quarter of a glass and gave it to Farzan, who was taken and kept downstairs.

Nasha's eyes felt back to heat up and began to release back the clear liquid with a sob.

“Cape hix her stomach does not feel good hiks hiks,” break her tears with her complaints unconsciously.

“Stt. Which is not good, hm?” Farzan immediately took Nasha into his arms and sat Nasha in his lap. Nasha just silently shook her head with a slightly eased fad.

“Still nauseous?” ask Farzan again.

“Eng ga,” replied Nasha stammered.

They prayed with Nasha who was still in a sitting position on a slightly thick fur carpet. Still remind Nasha to bedrest for one week.

Finished cleaning the prayer equipment, of course by Farzan. They sit back on the bed with Nasha still spoiled fashion. Though earlier he did not want to continue to trouble Farzan, but when there in front of him, Nasha seemed reluctant to release Farzan.

“You to office huh?” nasha asked slowly as if she remembered that Farzan must definitely go to the company.

“I am ready to take a shower with the same clothes you want to wear, yes,” Farzan has not answered but Nasha again spoke with a little lethargy and will stand up before Farzan can hold to remain silent in his arms.

“Why the hell hm? You still have to suck bedrest?” asked Farzan heartily in a soft tone of voice reminiscent of Nasha who seemed to forget about it.

“Eh yes,” Nasha confirmed in a very slow voice and not heard Farzan .

“Don't move a lot huh Darling. Last time you went to the bathroom must have run a little, right,” said Farzan who Nasha justified in his heart with his little ringing.

“Engga run really, just a little earlier,” said Nasha lying by justifying in the heart at the end of the sentence.

“Do not lie Dear. I was horrified by the sound of your steps that hurriedly ran a little,” said Farzan as if knowing when he did know because he had woken up but still closed his eyes.

Farzan even heard Nasha's murmur as well before he came to bring warm drinking water. It's just that Farzan is silent and does not want to respond before Nasha herself who wants to talk to him.

“Hehe sorry, earlier do not hold it. Want to wake up you also kasian you yesterday I make you wake up and I also often wake up in the middle of the mall so it was directly to the bathroom itself, just aja,” without asking Nasha to tell his heart that he was pendam, even though his intention did not want to be revealed but somehow his mouth is very smooth talking about it.

Farzan said, Nasha would talk to him by herself without her having to ask. This became one of Nasha's habits from the beginning, if he was discussing something and he felt cornered either wrong or lying sometimes his mouth always spoke honestly what he was feeling. But that only happened to Farzan.

“But really did not run,” continued Nasha again with his face melasnya.

“Haha, yes yes I believe. But you must not, I never feel burdened because of it. Want you to wake me up or even ask me for something else, I will do it while I can. So don't you ever think like that huh?” farzan asked Nasha to no longer feel bad for him.

“Hu um yes, sorry yes,” nod Nasha at the end after being silent for a while.

“What do you want to eat now?” tanya Farzan switched the conversation.

“Em.. what yes?” puzzled Nasha while looking up like he was thinking and Farzan waited for his answer patiently.

“Then eat noodles can?” nasha was a little enthusiastic.

“No. This month you can no longer eat noodles. Next month new can,” geleng Farzan slowly answer questions Nasha.

“Yahh,” listless Nasha because it seems like it is difficult to change that.

“Sorry yes, but it's for your own good. How do I make zupa soup?” bargain Farzan to let Nasha forget his disappointment.

“Bby?” at least it worked because Nasha was enthusiastic again when answering.

“Hehe, can Darling. I made it to the kitchen for a while, yeah, you see from here,” said Farzan who will move to the end of the room in use as a kitchen and can still be seen from the top of the mattress because it is only limited to the sliding bulkhead and can be made to extend and shorten depending desirability.

“Yaudah, but the bulkhead is open,” Nasha said in a slightly spoiled tone.

“Iya Darling. Wait a minute yes,” said Farzan slowly peeked at Nasha's forehead before moving to make the food they will eat.

Looks like Farzan forgot that in the mansion there are still his friends who stay overnight.

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happy reading's..

mark typo well, hehe..

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