Companion To Paris
Indicators

HH ... Paris took a breath. It's been a few times this girl has been walking around in the bathroom. Since the sun was still shy to look earlier, he had entered the bathroom with a test pack. She's gonna try the pregnancy-detection device she bought last night.

There was a worry that suddenly ambushed his heart. He hesitated to try the device. His feet stopped and stared at the stick-shaped test pack in his hand. Observe again the tool.

"You ... Why are you suddenly in my hands, huh? Wh why? Though still some time ago I saw you passing in front of a glass screen in a drama. In the hands of a beautiful woman there, but why are you moving now in my arms?" asked Paris witfully mixed with dismay and growled at the tool in her hand.

Paris stayed that way for a few minutes. Keep pacing around in the bathroom without trying at all that pack test. Not because he did not understand the way it was used. Previously he had read how the pregnancy detector works. What you need is already in the bathroom. He prepared it earlier. Maybe all for another reason.

His feet stopped pacing. Closing his eyes for a moment then sighing. His fingers clenched continuously. Paris is not calm.

"Paris ...," called Biema suddenly from the outside. The voice of this man made Paris tiptoe in shock. "You're inside, baby?" ask Biema again. It seems like this guy has woken up as well. Paris was surprised to learn that Biema was waiting for him outside.

"Y-yeah!" paris quickly from the bathroom.

"Have you tried the test pack?"

"Yes. I'm doing it." Paris said it with eyes staring doubtfully at the tool.

"Not finished yet, dear?" ask Biema a few minutes later. "You've been inside long enough. If you don't understand, we can ask your mom. He must know." Biema said it impatiently.

"Oh, t-no. I've read. I know." Paris answered nervously. She refused the help her husband proposed. Because he does not want to have many people know he is using a pregnancy detector.

"So why so long? You tried the tools, right?" ask Biema again.

"Yes. I'll be out soon" said Paris lying. He immediately used the test pack on his hands.

"You're nothing, right? Your stomach doesn't have a problem, does it?" tanya Biema was worried.

"No. I'm not okay." Paris was trying to show that she was okay inside.

"Can I come in?"

"Don't!" paris panic.

"OKAY. I won't break in, but hurry out if you're done with the test pack. Let me see the results, too" Biema said with great hope.

"Yes. Just wait outside." Paris immediately unwrapped the stick-shaped test pack. A container for holding urine is also available.

**

After performing a series of procedures to detect pregnancy with the device, Paris did not immediately see the results. He still covered the device with his hands. This girl felt unable to see him directly.

"Paris ...," scolded Biema again trying to be patient from outside the bathroom. "It's over?" tanya Biema did not want his wife to linger.

"Yes. It's." Already."

"Can you open the door?"

The bathroom door opened slowly. Biema who waited impatiently immediately pulled her hand gently when she saw the body emerge from behind the door. The body immediately snatched at him. Biema hugged her wife.

"How did it go?" biema asked with a smile. Paris fell silent while grasping the test pack.

"I haven't seen because you've pulled my hand out" Paris said to Biema's surprise. His hands instantly distanced himself from Paris' body.

"really?" ask Biema. Paris nodded. "Oh, sorry." Biema let go of her embrace. Then looked down at the test pack in his wife's grasp. "Better we sit there. Then look at it together." Biema gave a proposal. Paris nodded following her husband's advice. They walk to the bed. And then sit almost simultaneously on it. "Come, let's see." Biema holds the back of Paris' hand.

Paris's heart rate is noticeably harder than usual. Yep. As Biema's hand helped the back of her hand to move the test pack, Paris' chest pounded. Slowly the pregnancy indicator is visible. Along with that his breathing also felt heavier.

Pluck up! The test pack indicator looks everything. Biema looked at the device. Paris did not dare to look.

"Darling .." whispered Biema. Paris glances. Biema. Sighing tired slowly. Paris dared to look.

Negatively. The pregnancy indicator shows a negative status there.

"I-inj means .." said Paris slowly. He hesitated to continue his sentence. Biema immediately grasped her fingers and body.

"It's okay. It's okay," Biema said as she patted the girl's back slowly.

"That means ... what, Biem?" ask Paris to be more sure. Biema took off her embrace.

"Yes. Is correct. That means you're not pregnant" Biema said. Both eyebrows of Paris rose. He wanted to scream when he saw Biema smiling faintly. A faint smile that implies sadness. The lip tip of Paris that was going to go up because it was a little happy, is now closed. Paris did not smile. Someone is sad.

"Honey ...," reprimanded Paris when she saw Biema's aura become mellow.

"I'm fine. Maybe it's not time for us to get it. Maybe not s

now," Biema said to her heart. But the one Paris caught, Biema was calming herself.

"You sad, baby?" ask Paris slowly. Biema smile. There is a very sad murat there. This girl is stunned. He who has done seidkit euphoria because the test pack shows negative, now becomes doubtful. Is he right to feel a little relieved because it is not expressed negatively?

There is a sense of guilt already glad that the test pack does not indicate the presence of pregnancy. Is she so evil for not thinking the same way with her husband.

"Sorry" said Paris.

"No. I don't have to be sad. Don't apologize. It's not your fault" Biema said as she gently stroked his wife's arm.

"But .. but, you're sad. That would make me ..."

"No. I'm okay" Biema cut. His hands cupped his wife's cheeks in a frenzy. Kiss Paris' lips for a moment and then let go. "OKAY. I'm sad because I thought you were going to get pregnant, but if you haven't, I'm fine. Not to take it lightly, but more must accept. You must be sad too."

Paris felt more guilty.