Bia, the Substitute Mother
Attention Shaka 2

...Containing is not an easy thing for a pregnant woman who is experiencing pregnancy for the first time. But behind the difficulties he felt. There was a lot of love that he got. ...

...~Bia Quinsa Altafunisha...

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"Wasn't you coming home?" Bia asked with a frown.

She sees Shaka sitting in the living room quietly without intending to get up and leave her house.

"I'm staying here tonight, okay?" Shaka said as he straightened his body.

He looked towards Bia who was standing while bringing her a glass of warm green tea.

"By but Miss Dhira. How, Mas?"

Honest if selfish. Bia was so happy her husband chose to stay here. Bia feels good if Shaka stays here tonight. But Bia is still Bia.

The woman is aware of her position. The woman realized that this isn't just about her and Shaka. There is a Dhira between the two.

"Don't talk about him, Bi," Shaka said firmly.

Bia who had just sat down just kept quiet. He supported his head with his hands and looked towards Shaka.

"Can you?" Shaka asked repeating his question.

Bia nodded. "Mas can stay here. Whenever it does, the door of this house will open for you!" Said Bia honestly which made Shaka's feelings warm up.

"Thank you, Bi. Thank you for always knowing me" said Shaka with an indescribable feeling.

I don't know why since I knew Bia. Meet that woman. Knowing his personality makes Shaka feel like he has a human-shaped house.

He has a place to complain. He had a reason to get back up when his mood was so bad.

"But if Mas Shaka stays here. I don't have a change of clothes, Mas. How's it?"

"I brought a change of clothes in the car. So you just calm down!"

Bia nodded. He didn't ask any more. However, Bia will wait until Shaka tells her. Saying what really happened and making the man's face a little moody.

"You go to sleep, Bi. It's not good for pregnant women to sleep last night" Shaka said as he looked at the clock showing ten o'clock at night.

Bia looked over. He nodded his head according.

"I slept, Mom!"

As Bia stood up. Shaka also stood up and made Bia stop her steps to step.

"Would you sleep?"

"Yes. I'm going to sleep right now. Tomorrow morning I have a meeting schedule, Bi. Can you wake me up, right?"

Bia looked at Shaka who looked tired. She could not refuse her husband's orders. Either way just waking him up can definitely.

"Sure, Mas!"

"Judah come!"

Finally the couple began to walk towards the room that was lined on the first floor. Bia started to open the door, until finally when she was about to close it. A holding hand made Bia grow wide in disbelief.

"What do you want?" Bia asked confusedly.

"I want to sleep" Shaka replied ambiguously.

"Sleep?" repeat Bia in surprise. "Sleep can be in the next room, right?"

"Wouldn't. I'm gonna sleep here tonight!"

Without waiting for a response from Bia. Shaka went straight in and made the pregnant woman completely in disbelief. Bia's heart was racing. Somehow she felt embarrassed in one room with Shaka.

Although they were once one room in Singapore. According to Bia it was due to the coercion of Dhira. However, now, what happened between the two was purely Shaka's own desire.

"Don't daydream there anyway, Bi. Come on in and get changed. Pregnant women are not good at sleeping too late!"

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He kept thinking of something that made him swallow his saliva from earlier. His stomach felt hungry and wanted to eat the food. Unable to bear, the woman finally got out of her sleep.

"I'm so hungry" he murmured as he rubbed his flat stomach. "You're hungry too, aren't you, honey?"

Slowly the woman looked to the side. There, he could see Shaka who was lying tired. Honestly she could see that her sir's husband was sleeping so quietly and snoring a little.

That certainly makes Bia could not bear to wake him. Moreover, the memory of Shaka's grim face and seemingly having problems with Dhira makes Bia increasingly choose to think about what he wants himself.

"Do I have to wake Mas Shaka?" Said Bia in the heart with a feeling of doubt.

I couldn't wake her husband. Finally he tried to resist his will. She would rather get out of the room and walk to the kitchen.

Let him find other food to fill his stomach. Rather than having to wake Shaka up at the hour he is in and make him sleep deprived.

But, it seems like tonight is not a lucky night for Bia. In the refrigerator, there was no food like fruit that he could eat. Even the contents of the refrigerator looked so little that made Bia realize that she had not been shopping anything.

"What should I cook?" he said to himself.

He had forgotten that he did not have much to make food. She closed the refrigerator door disappointed. He really couldn't help his hunger. Until finally a hand coiled in his stomach and a breath in his neck.

"You hungry?" Whisper a man slowly in his ear.

Bia knows this voice. He knows his voice very well. The voice of the husband he loved so much. The husband she loved was so deep without the man knowing.

The feeling of clapping one hand. The hidden feelings that he hid as best he could.

"Ngagetin the hell!" bia said to gently hit her husband's arm. "Why are you here?"

"I'm actually going to the bathroom. But look at the bed until it's empty. I came here instead" whispered Shaka in a raspy voice typical of people waking up. "You're hungry, right?"

Shaka asked once more. His hand rubbed his wife's stomach which was still flat slowly.

Slowly the body turned around. The two looked at each other until Shaka could see something in his wife's face.

"Why? You're such a nervous wreck?" shaka asked slowly while rubbing Bia's hair on her forehead.

"Yes. I hungry. Looks like your son wants something tonight," he said to be honest.

Bia won't cover her wishes. How else. He wanted it now and wanted to eat it. It felt like the shadow of the food was shadowing and spinning on his head and making it hard to sleep.

"When you're hungry eat."

"But.." Bia looks doubtful.

The woman seemed confused to answer Shaka's question. She was afraid that her husband would be angry. He was afraid that he would tell the truth about his wishes. Shaka doesn't want to obey.

"Why?" ask the man gently. "Say, Bi. What do you want to eat?"

He grabbed Bia's hand and rubbed it gently. The anxiety in Bia certainly looks so obvious.

"I want to eat something," she said slowly, looking down.

Shaka's lips were pulled upwards. He rubbed Bia's head gently. The man became aware that his wife was cravings.

One thing he saw and read on the internet. If there will be a time when a pregnant woman wants something until it cannot be delayed.

"Eat what, Bi?"

"Mmmm," said Bia doubtfully.

"What do you want to eat?" Shaka repeated it so gently.

Bia looked up timidly. However, seeing how the man looked at her gently made her gradually dare herself to be honest.

"I want to eat grilled shrimp."

~Connected

Hayo Mas Shaka really has not been well? is love not the same as Bia?

duh sweet really mas.