Companion To Paris
Doctor Ciara's advice

The work was completed quickly because of the wait in Paris. Fikar was surprised to find Paris in Biema's room. The two of them immediately went to doctor Ciara.

"You both healthy?" the old doctor was friendly.

"Yes, we're healthy" Paris said. After passing the talk, Ciara's doctor performed an examination on the Paris pregnancy. A series of checks passed until finally the time to consult. But before the doctor explained first the state of the body of pregnant women.

"The baby and the mother are healthy. Did you eat well?" ask doctor Ciara.

"Yes" said Paris smiling.

"But my wife is also nauseous and vomiting, doc." Biema has not forgotten this one thing. He was terrified and panicked to hear his wife still vomiting and nausea.

"It's okay. It was actually a response from the baby. It can be said that the baby is sorting the food that his mother eats" explained the doctor. "As long as you can still eat well despite nausea and vomiting, it's no problem." The doctor's explanation made Biema very relieved. Then the questions started towards the bed issue.

"Doing bed relations?" doctor Ciara's.

"Yes. What can I do when my wife is pregnant?" ask Biema. Paris tried to listen carefully. She is still very public about getting married, especially pregnant. So he needs to listen to the doctor's explanation with open ears.

"Of course you can," said doctor Ciara received a happy welcome from Biema's face. But different from the look of Paris who was surprised when he heard it.

"really?" ask Paris.

"really. It's very likely that you both did. But of course you still have to be careful. It should not be often because the pregnancy is still young. Later do it calmly and gently yes ...," doctor Ciara's message joked.

"certain. Of course," Biema said firmly. The happiest here is Biema of course. Wasn't he the one who wanted to? The shadows are beautiful because Paris has got an explanation that they can still do unification, delayed. Paris calls for a walk in the square. Biema certainly did not refuse.

The car turned towards the parking lot of the square. They got down and walked. Pass the jogging track along the square.

"We're going to eat?" ask Biema. Paris nodded. They passed the basketball court. This place always makes Paris lips smile. "Why? Remember Asha's sister again?" ask Biema.

"Yes." Yeah." Paris took a step forward to take a closer look at the sidelines. Biema smile. At that moment came the trio of geblks.

"Hey! Paris is it?!" reprove them. Paris rounded his eyes in surprise. Biema frowned seeing many men greeting his wife.

"Hi!" welcome Paris. Biema's jaw tightened to see his wife respond to the greeting. "You ..." The sentence of Paris was stifled as he was about to greet them. Then I looked to the side for something. His hand was caught by Biema.

"Friends brother Asha. Brother Arga's friend, too," quickly errs Paris.

"Don't go near them" prevent Biema. Paris nodded. He immediately agreed because he saw the look of this man's unfriendly face.

Biema angry.

Instead of staying away, the trio came closer to Paris. They still do not understand the existence of Biema because it is blocked by plant grass. It was only when they were very close to Paris that they realized that this girl was not alone.

Cakra's head nodded politely to Biema. Andre and Deni followed.

"Against a walk?" ask Andre.

"Yes" said Paris, glad to see them again. But the man beside her continued to let out a gripping cold. Biema is watching them.

"Who are you?" tanya Biema did not cover up her dislike. This man asked with unease for his wife who was smiling at them. Paris glances. She realized Biema was in jealous mode. Again. After Lei, now they.

Getting a question that felt like a sharp knife blow made them attach shields as well. Their eyeballs glanced in each direction. Feeling like you are being interrogated. That's why they don't talk directly. Appoint the Cakra, as the closest to Paris as their spokesperson.

"I'm Cakra, Arga's schoolmate. Also ... used to be their neighbors. Arga and Paris." Cakra could casually say that because it was so. The explanation seemed natural to make Biema remove the look in her eyes that wanted to eliminate them.

"So you've known Paris for a long time?" ask Biema.

"certain. Since Paris was a kid and funny." Cakra meant to be honest, but hearing the words of praise for Paris just now, made Biema's face look clouded again.

"Funny?" hiss Biema. Cakra surprise. Not that it makes things easier, but it complicates it. Cakra adds to the runyam state. Paris laughed slowly. The three of them had to look at each other again, for the sake of discussing the behavior of a man who was so possessive.

"Of course I'm funny. It's not that Kakra often sees me as a child and likes to follow Arga's sister," said Paris helped them in the difficulty of talking to a jealous man indiscriminately. Paris's hand was coiled to Biema's arm. All looked towards the body that was moving spoiledly towards Biema. "Known, he's Biema. He's my husband" Paris revealed to the man next to her.

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