Companion To Paris
Biema anxious

At work, Biema was agitated. His mind is not calm. They had to split up while dropping off at Paris school.

This man just kept looking at the direction of the wall clock. Then growl slowly. Fikar who was on the sofa was not calm to see his friend. Suddenly he was afraid.

"Why? What's my job as long as you don't exist, wrong?" ask Fikar worried.

"Not that. Your job is right" Biema replied. Then I was tired.

"Then, what's with the tired sigh just now?" ask Fikar again. He still wants to know.

"I'm just thinking about my wife." Biema looked up and chose to stop looking at the monitor.

"What's wrong? Just now you are actively working, now you want to meet your wife. Looks like you won't be working anymore because you always miss your wife" Fikar sneered.

"My wife is pregnant."

"really? I just heard the happy news." Fikar was surprised by the news Biema said. "Thus ... She's gonna be a mother soon?"

"What are you asking? That's of course."

"Emm .. I'm sorry if I offended you. He's still in school."

"He'll be graduating in a minute," Biema cut out quickly.

"OKAY. Is she okay with her pregnancy?" tanya Fikar made Biema think longer.

"I think it's good" Biema said unsure as well.

"The psychologist may need adaptation because it's the first time. She had to be a mother when she still had not finished her schoolwork. You should ask about the state of his heart, in addition you should also worry about his pregnancy," advice Fikar long. "I'm not married yet, but I think you better think about the Parisian psyche. Maybe she's not ready for pregnancy."

"I haven't asked him that yet" Biema said.

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It was strange that she felt uncomfortable with her pregnancy. Because she is legitimate to be a wife. Though many people outside alone feel fine even though pregnant with a status not yet legal.

Paris only felt inappropriately if she had deliberately pointed out her pregnancy. He is obliged to respect those who follow the school rules about getting married after graduation.

Sandra found a seat, which is concrete where large flowers are planted. He helped Paris sit down.

"Hhh ..." Paris took another breath.

"Aren't you okay?" sanya Sandra was still standing with an anxious face in front of Paris.

"I got some water, yeah ..," said Sandra iba. Paris shakes.

"In my bag there's. Your brother has prepared everything." After being sure that her stomach was comfortable, Paris picked up the bottle of drink that was on the right side of her backpack. Then take it slowly.

"You must have vomited because of the scent of my perfume ... " Sandra smelled his own body. Feeling guilty. Then shrugged his shoulders because he thought the perfume he wore was fragrant and sweet. For him it does not make nausea and vomiting.

"Not really."

"It's okay if it is. Mama said the pregnant man couldn't stand the same perfume" whispered Sandra.

"Calm down. This time it was not for your perfume. I might just be tense." Paris tried to calm down Sandra who felt bad about her. Hearing that, Sandra felt pity. He sat next to Paris.

"Weight is you?" ask Sandra Melo.

"Why?" tanya Paris was a bit surprised. Sandra sighed.

"You must be a pregnant wife ..." Paris is still whispering when it comes to pregnancy. " ... while still living the school life. Shouldn't it be at home then? Rest," said Sandra, making Paris nod in agreement.

"You're right. I should have been at home" Paris responded witfully.

"You must be sorry you're married to Biema's sister. She's already counted adult men, while we .. are still school girls who like to play here and there. So he must have ambitions to soon get children," said Sandra sneered at her brother.

"Your brother must hear this" Paris agreed and laughed. Sandra smiled at him. Paris does not look as pale and lethargic as before.

"Yes. He must be punished for making my beloved friend suffer like this." Sandra pretended to be angry. Paris chuckles.

"Suffering exists. Yes ... if it is like that. It feels like suffering. Because this is the first, but .. sorry to be married to Biema ... I don't think so. You know, I'm also surprised to be able to do this to your brother."

"Cie, ciye ... Falling in love with Biema's sister" Sandra seduced.

"If you are not in love where this is here ...," pointed Paris on her stomach.

"really. That's right." They both laughed together. Paris's cell phone rings. He took it out of his pocket and looked at the phone screen. "Who?" sandra asked to know. Because when looking at the phone screen, her lips painted a beautiful smile. Even though he had snorted because of that ringing.

"Your sister" Paris said, showing Sandra the phone screen. The girl smiled.

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