Farewellless
The highway closed?

No days without nausea and vomiting. Yes, this is what explains Fayre's current condition. The age of the womb just entered the tenth week, but morning sickness has not been passed. Nausea and discomfort hit in the morning and evening. In fact, the beautiful woman could not do any activities because all members of this family were so possessive of her. Food is always in between the rooms, all needs are met there and Miss Linda every time always make sure the situation is not less than anything. Really, this situation sometimes makes Fayre feel bored.

"Darling, I'm home!" arvin shouted after entering the room. Of course his presence was warmly welcomed by Fayre who was sitting leaning on the bed. She immediately closed the book after seeing the arrival of her husband.

"Well ... Bring what is it?" fayre asked after seeing the white pouch in Arvin's hand.

"Pizza with a special topping for my most beautiful wife" Arvin said, showing the bag right in front of Fayre.

The happy sparkle was seen from the beautiful eyes of Fayre. Apparently, without being asked by the handsome man who was smiling brought food that became his favorite lately. She received the bag with a sweet smile to present it to her husband.

"Try opening the box!" tell Arvin after sitting on the edge of the bed.

Without waiting any longer Fayre finally opened the bag. The smell of delicious mozzarella cheese and of course managed to make the stomach rumble that is what is smelled today. Fayre took one slice of pizza to give to Arvin.

"Let me feed. Open your mouth, Vin!" said Fayre while keeping the pizza away when Arvin was about to pick it up.

Romance at dusk finally ended after Arvin spent two slices of pizza from Fayre's hands, "I want to take a shower first. Later we continue to eat the pizza," said Arvin as he moved from his current place.

As Arvin moved out of place, discomfort began to be felt in Fayre's stomach. He placed the pizza box on the nightstand and immediately got out of bed while smothering his mouth. He tried to resist the nausea so as not to come out before reaching the bathroom.

Hoek! Byurs!

"Oh my god!" arvin shouted with his eyes closed. The handsome man stopped his steps right in front of the bathroom.

"Fayre! Jasku, Fay!" arvin muttered without turning his body. He was very sure if the wife vomited on his back.

Fayre smothered his mouth after seeing Arvin's wet back exposed to the liquid he had just removed. Twice, Arvin has been the victim of Fayre's vomit. Really, Fayre himself accidentally did all this.

"Sorry! I didn't mean it, Vin. You're blocking my way!" fayre said while staring at the wet black suit. Fortunately, Fayre had not had time to eat pizza, you can imagine how it would be if a piece of pizza had entered the stomach.

"What kind of apology is this! Why is he blaming me!" grouse Arvin in the heart. He immediately took off his black suit before the liquid pierced through his shirt and back.

"Here let me take care of your suit, Vin. You take a shower." Fayre stretched out his hand for Arvin to hand over the black suit.

"No! This time I won't let this suit end up in the trash. I'll get ART to clean this suit, Fay!" Arvin kept the black suit in his hand.

"Why? It's dirty, Arvin!" fayre asked curiously, "is that suit more expensive than the shoes I threw at the airport?" Fayre tried to guess the reason for her husband.

"This suit costs less than the shoes you throw away, but it's worth more than those shoes, Fay." Arvin stared at his suit with a sad look on his face.

"Oh, I know. Must be a gift suit from the ex?" accuse Fayre while squinting.

"About!" Arvin did not accept the accusation, "this suit I got from a designer from Paris with great difficulty." Arvin looked at Fayre meaningfully.

"Yes, that's an easy matter. You just buy again will be fine." Fayre clucked in annoyance after hearing the reason for her husband.

"The designer is dead, Fay and this is his last collection. Holy jeez!" Arvin stared regretfully at his beloved black suit, "you better clean yourself first, I want to bring this down. Okay?" arvin said before leaving his room.

Fayre did not feel the slightest guilt for this incident. He immediately went inside the bathroom as ordered by Arvin. Clean yourself from the remaining liquid that soaks the lips. He himself did not know, why could this unpleasant scene repeat itself.

The timer was at the nine-night mark and Arvin had just walked into the room after talking to Mr. Bram in the study. The handsome man saw that his wife was focusing on reading a book. Lately Fayre spends his time reading some of the collection of books he got from online stores. The book also varies. There are romantic novels, pregnant women's guides and some recipes.

"Darling, don't keep reading! It's time for you to rest. Later your eyes are tired," said Arvin while seizing the book in the hands of Fayre.

"Ih! What the hell! I haven't finished reading!" fayre protested after seeing her husband's actions.

Arvin ignored the protest from his wife. He immediately climbed onto the bed and positioned himself beside Fayre. The handsome man took his wife into his warm embrace.

"Are you comfortable in this position" asked Arvin after grabbing Fayre's body into his arms.

"Yes. I am very comfortable in a position like this. I actually don't like being away from you. Every time you go to work, I don't want to. I want to come but I can't" complained Fayre as he rubbed the sturdy jaw.

"Why is that?" ask Arvin again.

"Maybe our son doesn't want to be away from his father" Fayre replied.

"But yes, Fay .. why does our child seem to like to test my patience. Just two months old, he has made my things must be vomited," complained Arvin with a heavy breath.

Fayre only chuckled after hearing her husband's complaint. He himself did not know why it could happen to Arvin. Though Fayre was unintentional and did not intend to do that disgusting thing.

"Ah, maybe if our child is born will be your rival, Vin. Be prepared to be patient then," continued Fayre on the sidelines of his crisp laughter.

A heavy sigh rang out there as Arvin was currently imagining it happening to him. Maybe he can be patient to face the delinquency of small children, while all this time he is rarely close to children.

"Eh, Vin. There's something you need to know right now." Fayre was casting out all the shadows that were filling Arvin's mind.

"What's? Just say it," said Arvin without taking his eyes off.

"You know, there's a toll road that's been closed for two months. Kasian really knows not the owner of the toll road because it was closed," said Fayre seriously.

"What does this have to do with me? Do I usually go through there?" Arvin looks confused because he does not know the toll road referred to by his wife, because in Jakarta there are many toll roads that he usually passes.

"Yeah, you don't know? This highway is only for you, Vin!" Fayre kept his face away from Arvin. She looked at her husband meaningfully.

Arvin is increasingly confused by the intention of the wife's conversation. Especially when he saw Fayre looking at him meaningfully with her eyebrows moved. Arvin tried to digest, but he had not found the answer.

"Who would dare to close a motorway in a traffic crowd, Fay?" ask Arvin curious. He did not know where the wife was talking at the moment.

"Doctor Areta!" That's the only answer from Fayre who managed to make Arvin wide because he knew the highway in question his wife.

The sound of laughter echoed there after Arvin knew where the wife was talking. Yes, since being declared pregnant, Areta's doctor suggested to reduce these activities for the safety of the fetus that is still prone to miscarriage. Maybe because of fear of something happening with the contents of the wife, Arvin also decided to take a temporary leave of absence until the deadline that could not be determined.

"Cie .. who has a toll road again want to be passed?" Arvin seduces his wife to make a face without makeup polish it meets red.

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