Companion To Paris
[ Extra part ] Same pain

Holding on to her husband's arm, Paris came out of the bathroom. Although it was not like that, his stomach was still uncomfortable.

"Sit down comfortably" Biema pinta slipped a pillow on his wife's back. "I'll get you some water to drink. You can't be dehydrated."

Paris nodded. After waiting, Biema appeared again with a glass filled with water in her hand. Then help Paris to drink. In his other hand there is a pill for nausea reliever pregnant women. After Paris drank a little water, he prodded the pill. After swallowing the nausea relieving pill, he took it again.

"After eight o'clock, we'll go to the doctor for a check up." Biema keeps the glass away from Paris and rubs the water marks that stick to the tip of the lips.

"You don't work?"

"Work, but I have to take you there first. We'll consult again about your nausea. There may be other drugs that are more potent," Biema said. Paris nodded.

"Help me" pinta Paris as she spread her arms spoiled. Biema placed the glass on the table and then went inside the arm and hugged it.

"Why is my wife so spoiled?" ledek Biema's.

"Because I'm still a boy" said Paris of origin. Biema chuckled in her arms.

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It turns out that the drugs given to Paris to reduce nausea have been very powerful. It's just that morning sickness can not be avoided pregnant women. It has become part of the routine of pregnant women.

"I'm taking you to your mother, yeah ..." Biema advised. He doesn't want Paris alone at home. Head of Paris. Biema stroked his wife's head. "Just sleep first. When I get there, I wake up" Biema said.

"No. I don't want to sleep with you. Because you're gonna be working soon." Paris approached and placed his head on Biema's shoulder. This guy is gnawing. "I want to keep my eyes open. If you want to fall asleep later suit until the mother's house."

Biema's lips smiled. Of course he's very happy his wife just keeps spoiling him.

"All right."

After a few minutes of travel, the car arrived at my house. Paris has told. This happens often. Biema entrust his wife to stay with mother.

Hearing the roar of the car, Asha who was struggling in the kitchen turned her head.

His hands waved at Paris and Biema who got out of the car. Paris' lips smiled.

"First of your soul" said Biema who knew Paris was very close to Asha. Paris smiles.

"That's his soul mate, brother Arga. My soul is you. Point. It never changes" Paris said.

"Good then.” Biema. Asha approaches.

“Mother is out. So there is only me at home,” said Asha who had approached towards these two people.

“Arash follow?”

“Iya. The boy became more comfortable with his uti. Let's go in the back. Let Biema go straight to work,” invite Asha. He asked for the bag Biema had brought.

“Ya, already. I leave yes ..” Biema peeps at Paris. Then stroked that little belly. “Do not make your mama sick yes dear ... Let papa aja. Try to transfer your pain to me,” Biema said to make Paris laugh.

“I really transfer the pain,” threatened Paris with humor.

“Nothing. I am grateful to be able to help reduce the pain you feel.” Biema sincerely said it. Hearing this Paris throbbed.

“There is so.” Paris denies it exists.

“There's Paris.” Asha spoke. “When you are pregnant, there is a pain even felt by your husband.”

“Totally?” ask Paris not to believe it. Asha nodded.

“I reacted just like you did the first time I heard it, but it was real. Maybe not purely a husband who has a disorder when pregnant women, but more like a husband who is sick when we are sick. Like that.”

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COMPANION FOR PARIS