Desire to Love a Husband
Pregnant

Not long after. We arrived. Mas Reza took me to the front of the house. He also gave me my car keys.

"Mas Reza didn't come in first?" ask me to make small talk.

Mas Reza looked at me for a moment then he shook his head. "It doesn't seem like it, Rissa. I'm afraid that I can't hold it anymore" Mas Reza said ambiguously.

I don't understand what he's saying. Makes me frown. "What do you mean by Reza?"

Duh, don't tell me that Mas Reza can't bear to pounce on my body. My face feels so hot thinking about it. I made sure my face was red.

Mas Reza looks so pale. "I changed my mind, Rissa. I'm gonna drop by your house. I need to go to the toilet right now. I can't hold it anymore." Reza was holding something back.

I took her in and immediately took her to the toilet near the living room.

Mas Reza immediately ran into the toilet without locking it. Until I heard Mas Reza's voice spewing out his entrails. Could he be catching a cold?

I feel worried. I waited for him in front of the toilet.

"Are you okay?" I asked after Mas Reza came out of the toilet with a pale face.

"Lately I've been getting nauseous for no reason. Though I also never had a history of acid reflux disease."

"Maybe Mas Reza catch a cold time," I continued. But a few seconds later I was silent. I immediately remembered the changes that had happened to me lately.

I'm the one who suddenly misses Mas Reza. And significant changes in my body. Could it? No, it's definitely not possible.

"Did Mas Reza see a doctor?"

"Not yet." Mas Reza shook his head.

"Mas Reza just take a break. I'll call the doctor to check on Mas Reza." I said. Reza nodded in agreement.

I called the doctor to come. While I'm actually so scared that what I'm thinking is true.

After the doctor came. Reza was checked. While I went to the bathroom in my room holding something to make sure that my preconceived notions might be wrong.

I came out of the bathroom feeling so bad. I hid a testpack I brought. I don't want everyone to know that I'm pregnant. And that's without a husband.

I went back to see the doctor who was seen finished examining Mas Reza.

"How am I doing, Doc?" ask Mas Reza.

The doctor looked smiling. "Sir Reza there's nothing wrong. Everything is healthy and fine. There's nothing to worry about." Doctor says.

"How can it be okay, Doc. My people almost every morning often vomit indistinctly."

"Is your wife pregnant? Because I have sympathy. Feelings of affection and worry for your pregnant wife that make you experience the syndrome. Or maybe it's because you're worried about yourself because you're going to be a Dad" says the doctor. Sontak only Reza is still made to gawk at it.

The doctor explained at length. But Mas Reza seemed confused by it. Because maybe he does not know whether Madam Rika is pregnant or not.

I let out a very anxious breath with this delinquent. It's bad not to be stuck in bed. But when someone got pregnant, she got confused. Maybe he forgot to sow seeds to anyone. Between Me or Mama Rica. Amit-amit if it reaches another woman.

"My Advice, it's best that Mr. Reza often communicates with your wife. Talk about what your wife wants. This syndrome is not dangerous, but it rarely occurs. There are only a few who might experience this." The doctor returned.

The doctor said to go home soon. Only then did I start approaching Mas Reza. I am currently acting as his sister-in-law.

"So is that really what the doctor said, Mom? Sister Rica's pregnant?"

Mas Reza was still staring forward.

"Mass?"

"E-eh, yes Rissa. I also don't know if Rika is pregnant or not. Ratih hasn't told me yet."

I sighed to me. I'm sure when the doctor said that he was experiencing sympathy cravings, surely what was on his mind was just Rika. Maybe he forgot that the seedling had once pooled in my womb.

"Wouldn't Mas Reza immediately look for Mbak Rika only. Ask carefully. It's possible that Ratih would like to surprise Mas Reza. Later I will help Mas Reza to find out where Mbak Rika is."

"No need, Rissa. If he still cares about me, and his family. He'll come by himself, or at least he'll tell."

I'm so claustrophobic about hearing it. I don't know what underlies Mbak Rika until she disappears without a trace. Moreover, his cell phone number is inactive. Making people who love him like us worry so much.

"Patiently, Mom. Rika will definitely be back." I tried to calm him down.

"Until when, Rissa!"

I almost jumped to hear Mas Reza's loud voice. The bass sounds are loud and sexy. Ah, whatever Mas Reza does looks so masculine in my eyes.

I'm not answering, because I don't know the answer either. I decided to leave Mas Reza alone. Maybe he needs some time alone right now.

But if he needs an impingement, I'll put the body up. I hear when a man is angry, he'll get louder in bed. Ah, naw. Again my dirty thoughts rule me. I shook my head so that the thought would immediately disappear in my brain.

I decided to call Robi to track down Mba Rika's current whereabouts.

Actually I was also very worried and felt guilty to my stepbrother. I forgot to call her to the point that she disappeared I don't know. Duh, what kind of sister am I.

I went back to Mas Reza. He seems to have calmed down a little. But somehow the man kept staring at me made me uncomfortable.

"Why is Mas Reza looking at me like that?"

Reza looked at me from top to bottom. Made me instantly check if there was anything wrong with the way my clothes were. But nothing seems wrong. My clothes are normal.

"Look what the hell?"

Reza did not answer. His facial expression is strange. His eyes were wide, staring at me with open lips.

"Stop looking at me like that, Mom!" I snapped. A little scared I made him.

"Ehem, I'm sorry, Rissa. I just want to eat something."

"Ma-eat a-what, Mas?" Think I've been everywhere.

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