Companion To Paris
Fragrance

Actually Paris is learning to make cuisine with in-laws and aunt. But because Biema came with a powerful attitude, she had to give up her study hours to accompany her husband.

"You're not sick, are you?" tanya Biema touched Paris' forehead. Paris' eyes narrowed as this man touched her suddenly.

"No."

"Why is your face pale? You haven't eaten yet?" ask Biema to panic.

"Already" said Paris.

"really?" Biema does not believe it.

"It's true." Paris reassured.

"Your wife has eaten, Biem ... Even more," said mama Biema smiled without any intention to reproach. He was the one who accompanied this girl to eat. Seeing people eating his cooking voraciously, he was delighted.

"plus? You eat a lot like yesterday?" guess Biema.

"Yes" said Paris, showing off her teeth.

"Surprising. How big are you gonna be, huh?" biema asked as she coded Paris to put rice in her mouth. Parisian eyeballs widened. He did accompany this man to eat, but there was no intention to feed because they were in front of his in-laws and aunt.

For Paris itself, it doesn't matter. She could have fed the food to her husband. But he must see the conditions. She was afraid Biema felt uncomfortable looking so spoiled. It seems his thinking was wrong. This man actually asked for himself, he fed even though many people.

"Yes, it's nothing Paris is big. Don't you like it when your wife's body is full and crazy?" My mom in the kitchen spoke. He heard his son's conversation.

Since Paris did not go to bribe him, Biema caught his wife's hand and forced the hand to feed the rice into her own mouth. This makes Paris tick.

"Of course I like." Biema answered her mother's question when the rice was chewed well. Where her face changed later. Biema blatantly looked at the girl with a perverted look. Paris immediately used her finger to spread that perverted look on Biema's face. He didn't want Biema's face to look like it was someone else's. Because that's enough for him.

"really. The crazy body is good," said mama adding with a smile to the aunt who was smiling next to him."

"But Paris was used to her never-growing body, Ma." Biema continued. Although he was surprised by Biema's attitude just now, his hearing Indra was still able to catch the conversation well Biema and her mother. His head nodded slowly. He agreed with Biema.

"Really, Paris?" ask mama. Paris moved her head, looking at the mama behind her back.

"Yes. Paris is never fat, Ma" said Paris. Mama nodded.

"But it's nothing. The important thing is healthy," said the mother wants to relieve the heart of her daughter-in-law. Bibik nodded in agreement with what his master said. Maybe Paris would be difficult if his body was enlarged, but he was aware of it. If his appetite is very large every day, his body will always widen.

Sandra appeared in neat clothes. Paris eyeballs watched the girl who received the phone call. Today, they both did not go to school. The teaching and learning activities that have ended make them lazy to go to school. Because just waiting for the results of the exam score.

"Ma, I want to go out ...," Sandra said to her mother. Paris looked back. His eyeballs wanted to know where the girl was going, but he did not let out his voice. If she was usually a friend going anywhere for Sandra, this time it wasn't. Looks like Sandra's starting to make new friends.

"And there's aunt and sister Paris. If you have to add me later on the idle dong because many are helping," said Sandra who made Paris glance while thinning lips.

"You're it. If you can, get married soon. So you have a responsibility, which is to serve your husband," said mama advising. This time it was Sandra who thinned her lips. He feels trapped like Paris. It was an arranged marriage.

Tuk, tuk.

Biema's finger tapped on the back of his wife's hand. Paris who was still looking looked at his brother-in-law was shocked. His shoulders tiptoed for a second just now. Biema coded Paris to bribe him. This guy is still in spoiled mode. Although Paris pleaded because he asked for a bribe while in front of everyone, Biema remained in her position to ask for a bribe.

Finally Paris forced herself to continue to feed her big baby.

After Sandra bent her lips because she could spit from her mother, she finally smiled when she let her.

"Thank you, Ma," Sandra said happily as she hugged her mother. Then waved happily towards Paris as it passed by. For a moment, Sandra's sweet perfume flashed across her nose.

"Hmh ..." Paris used one hand to cover her nose. An uncomfortable feeling suddenly hit him. There was a disturbing taste in his stomach that made him want to vomit. It was like a drunken journey.

"Why baby?" ask Biema who found the strangeness in Paris. Biema caught Paris's hand and tried to examine his wife's pale face. "Your face is pale. What's up?" The head of Paris shook his head. "You're not okay. You sick?" Paris shook his head again without taking any words out.

Because Biema continued to voice panic, Mama and Bibik turned their heads. Sandra also did not go straight away because she saw her sister-in-law experiencing something.

Even mom left the kitchen and approached her daughter-in-law.

"Why?" ask mama to worry. Biema nodded in disbelief. From a short distance, the pale face of Paris was visible.

"Paris .." - Biema said to Paris, who was still trying to calm down her own discomfort.

"Sir Paris why?" ask Sandra to worry.

"Maybe he needs a break. Because all night awake taking care of you, he must be exhausted. Biema's done eating?" ask mommy for her son. Biema. "When you're done, go back to the room immediately. You two need to rest. Sandra, get me some water," mama's pinta.

"Yes. Ma." The aunt in the kitchen is ready with a glass of water. Hand over to Sandra who walked over, then returned to the kitchen table. Mama holds Paris' shoulder. A little massage in there. There was a sense of comfort in Paris, but when Sandra again appeared with a glass in her hand, discomfort again attacked her.

"Muq ..." Paris is vomiting again. Inj made mama take off her massage.

"Paris ..." scold Biema quietly with care. He who was already standing immediately hugged his wife from the side. This time Paris's hand moved to code Sandra not to get close to her. Biema and mama turned to Sandra with questioning looks. What happened to this girl, until Paris asked her not to come closer.

Sandra's confused. He himself was astonished by the two people who were looking towards him with strange gazes. He doesn't understand.

"here. Give the mama a glass," mama's pinta to her daughter.