Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 164

A few days later, as usual Nila prepared clothes for her husband in the dressing room. Ara was still soundly asleep in her bed. Fatan was taking a shower a few minutes ago.

Nila also cleaned the room to be clean and comfortable to occupy. Because he and Ara spent more time in a room that may be almost like a futsal field. There is not only a mattress and closet, but consists of several parts of the room separated by semi-permanent bulkheads, plus luxurious interior accents but still looks minimalist.

Although the room was spacious, the cleaning tools that were there were already automated. There are some tools that only just press one button and can be connected also via mobile phone. Sophisticated right?

What about the nausea? Is there still? Sure still. More often since coming home. Nila could not even escape the nausea reliever before she ate anything. Indeed, the food went through his stomach, but after the drug was not felt, Nila vomited again. It's so nice to be a pregnant woman.

While waiting for the automatic floor cleaning tool to finish working, Nila sat in front of the dressing table. At the same time, Fatan came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist covering up to his knees.

"Darling, have you taken a shower yet?" fatan asked, then walked over to his wife after drying his feet on the floor mat.

"Udah, Mom. When I woke up, I immediately took a warm bath. Ara's still fit," replied Nila while taking a comb from the drawer on the dresser.

"Oh, how do you keep going? Is it more relaxed?" Fatan gave a slow massage on the shoulder area of his wife.

"Udah, Mom. The dizziness also began to decrease." Nila closed her eyes because the massage given by her husband was very delicious.

"Thank God. What do you want for breakfast this morning? Want to eat in the room or in the dining room with me?" Fatan hugged his wife.

"Not thought, Mas. Most if Ara has woken up, we have breakfast with the others. But if not, I ask aunty to help bring it to the room" replied Nila.

"Well, if so, I'll get ready. You change your clothes there. Time yes to the dining room wearing a nightgown like this." Suddenly Fatan nibbled on Nila's cheek.

"Aw!" screeched at the owner who was shocked at the pain of the bite. Slow but deep enough. "You really bite it." Nila was angry as she glanced sharply and held her cheek.

"I'm worried about you. This second child is either a girl or a boy. Our family must be crowded!" fatan said he imagined that he was being fought over by his children.

"Oh, sure!" timpal Nila while chuckling amusedly. Also with Fatan who laughs while walking to the dressing room.

A moment after Fatan went in there, Ara cried out while crying to Nila.

"Mom, Mom, huaaaa, Mom."

Nila immediately moved from her seat and walked until she came to Ara's bed.

"Good morning Emom's beautiful son with Daddy. Ara is awake?" sapa Nila with a cheerful face greeted her little daughter who was trying to stand while holding onto the bed divider. Ara looked so adorable, let alone still wearing her shirt blanket. Nila squatting greeted her height with Ara.

"Mom, Husband. Milk." The rest of her tears were still on the cheek area. His nose was flushed so that it looked in contrast to his white skin.

"Oh Ara wants milk. Okay, but Emom's going to the table over there first, okay?" Nila pointed to a special table where she put milk and bottles. Ara also followed Nila's gaze, a moment later her gaze shifted to look at Nila again.

His eyes still looked sad, but Ara understood through nodding her head.

When Nila was making milk, Fatan came out of the dressing room.

"Hi, Ara ... Ara woke up. Here Daddy wants to be fat." The recently finished Fatan put a button on his wrist, leisurely walking towards his little princess. Ara looked delighted when Fatan approached, her hands directly raised up, wanting to be carried immediately by the father.

"Mas, Ara while nyu ya. You see, he had asked for milk," said Nila when she saw Ara had been carried by Fatan, then she looked at Ara while smiling and giving the milk to her son. "Ara, here's the milk. Spent yes."

Fatan also brought Ara to the sofa while watching television. He also laid Ara on his lap. While Nila took the floor cleaning tool because it had been notified through her phone, then threw the garbage into place and put it back to its original place.

Finished finishing the milk, Ara was bathed by Nila. While Fatan chose to open his laptop because according to information from Rusli, today there will be an important meeting with several colleagues. So he had to know the subject matter at the meeting.

After finishing bathing Ara, the three of them came out of the room and went to the dining room.

There are other hosts there. As usual, since Ara was able to sit alone, she bought her own chair. The menu on the table is available for him. Of course, there was also the intervention of Lalisa who ordered the waiter in the kitchen.

On the other hand after weaning, Ara started to like to eat. Whatever food was served on the table was eaten by him very greedily.

The atmosphere in the dining room was very conducive. All the hosts who ate breakfast enjoyed it.

When the breakfast was finished, they returned to their respective activities. While Nila chose to go to the room with Ara.

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Fatan finally arrived at the office. As usual, he was greeted by Rusli and the other staff. He got out of the car after the driver opened the door for him. Everyone immediately looked up respectfully. Fatan got out of the car while putting on his suit button. His face looked fresh and handsome. Which woman is not attracted to him? But there was only Nila and Ara.

"Good morning, sir."

"Morning." Fatan walked with firm and authoritative steps. The more here, the aura of the leader seemed to be visible.

"Boss, there's something important I have to say." From the sound and look of Rusli's eyes very serious.

Fatan looked at him with a sharp look. "What's that?"

"Boss knows, doesn't Mr Ali? Our colleague who is none other than my wife's ex-in-law." Rusli makes it clear that Fatan can remember. Whereas Fatan knew Ali was just a colleague, did not know who he was behind it.

"Yes, why?" The fatan is getting sharper.

"His secretary called me, his company suddenly decided to cooperate with our company."

Fatan knitted both his eyebrows. "Reason?"

"They said ..."