First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
51. Flirtation

"Mish, is there a problem?"

As usual, Abah is most sensitive to Hamish's more reserved changes than usual.

At dawn when he and Abah walk to the mosque, Hamish will ask a lot about what Abah feels, especially with the condition of his body. Because almost all day Hamish will be in the cafe, so what Abah and Umi experienced throughout the day Hamish did not know.

This morning Hamish was more calm, every time Abah spoke he was just 'Oh' or 'Hmm' only. His head was also often lowered with eyes like he was contemplating.

'No, Bah."

"Change does not want to interfere with your household, you are an adult and Abah believes you can handle everything well.

Does Firda not want to have children yet?"

"Huh?" suddenly Hamish turned towards his Abah who was looking ahead.

"So see Firda is unhappy, so he asks to go home. What was Abah's guess wrong?"

"He's just missing the house, Bah."

"Yes, I hope it's true that way.

If Firda isn't ready, it's natural, Mish. Your marriage happened suddenly, you also did not love each other, just also likes. And now Firda is pregnant. So don't blame her if she's not ready, let alone the kid right now, Mish.

They mature in cyberspace but in the real world, you have to be patient with them, Mish!"

"Yes, Bah, maybe Firda still doesn't believe that she's going to be a mother."

Abah smile.

"You're right, your job is to convince your wife that being a mother isn't as scary as she might think. Especially when pregnant like now, she can mengjawasimu all-out with all her strange requests with the reason of cravings." kink Abah, Hamish joined in laughing.

Imagining Firda fussy asking for assortment, without realizing Hamish's lips smiled. And he promised inwardly that he would try to fulfill Firda's desire for cravings.

"You have to be patient with your wife's psychology right now! Firda was young, plus her mood was up and down. So the key is just to be patient and make him feel comfortable!" pat Abah softly on Hamish's shoulder when the two had reached the door of the mosque, Hamish nodded as he let out his breath slowly.

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Firda stood in front of the mirror, after he finished praying mukena just let it sit on the prayer mat without folding.

The pajamas he wore on his buttonhook open some fruit from below so that it showed his flat and smooth stomach, his waist also looks slender as usual.

He tilted his body while looking at the USG photo in his hand, after which he sighed. Put a picture of the ultrasound on the table, looking back at his stomach.

Hamish who peeked out from behind the door that was opened slowly just smiled at Firda's behavior.

"Assalamualaikum, have you prayed?" hapa Hamish pretended to have just come home, but he was already in front of the room door. Firda hurriedly hooked his pajamas button again.

Hamish immediately restrained Firda's hand that was hooking the buttons of the shirt, then crouched down in front of Firda's stomach.

"Abang wants to say hello to our son, baby. Let him feel it too

how much we have loved her ever since she began to grow in your womb." said Hamish rubbed Firda's stomach softly, reciting several do'a stanzas in a soft but heard voice in Firda's ear. And it was a success in his heart.

"Keep growing and being healthy, son, be a gem for all of us! We await your presence with much love and affection."

"Abang wants himself, Fir, but you want and love yourself more. Because you know your brother first. Brother loves him because he's the fruit of our love, Fir."

Hamish kissed Firda's stomach gently, thus creating a strange sensation that ran all over Firda's skin surface.

Firda speechless, Hamish is getting softer and more affectionate towards her since last night.

"Bang, the day I want to skip, take me to my mother's house!"

"Yes, now or later?"

"Abang can stay overnight, right? Later Abang kangen and can not sleep if not hug you, Brother's child would also want to hug as well."

Firda blushed in shame but her heart flowered in the early morning seduction by her husband.

Hamish tries not to discuss the problem of the cause of Firda sulking, he hopes Firda forgets his wishes.

Putting some Hamish clothes to change at his mother's house, they both immediately went to Deni's father's house.

Abah said nothing but patting Hamish on the shoulder in support of whatever his son did, in contrast to Umi who stared a little confused why he had to go home early in the morning to Firda's parents. But Hamish was convinced and believed that Abah would explain to Umi not to misunderstand.

"Wouldn't be angry with me, would you?" firda asked quietly timidly looking at Hamish.

"Why angry?"

"My words are in the doctor's office,"

Slowly Hamish exhaled, he tried to avoid the topic that Firda reminded him again.

"If you're serious, honest brother, angry brother, Fir. But I'm sure you're just talking."

"But, Bang..."

"We go to the park first, yuk! Breakfast chicken porridge." cut Hamish fast.

Although to the house of his own in-laws, but Hamish still hesitated if the morning has come. Can be sure later both Firda's parents, brother and sister think that they are at odds. Bringing Firda to enjoy the morning in a different atmosphere maybe it will change her feelings.

Arriving at the park, Hamish took Firda to the chicken porridge tent stalls around the city park. There are many people who also eat breakfast there, but most of the workers or teenagers around the age of Firda because this is not a weekend. Maybe they are students, there are also those who come with their children and their partners.

Inadvertently a pair of Firda eyes caught a young couple with one child who was still a toddler. The child is held in my arms and fed by his father, while the mother eats quietly.

Firda looked at Hamish who was ordering food, then turned to the young father who was painstakingly feeding his son.

"Beautiful huh? We will create a family like that too, Brother who will help you take care of our children." whispered Hamish slowly already sitting next to Firda.

"But I..."

"Feel the presence first, respond to the greatness of God that there are tiny creatures that continue to grow here. Fruit of our love, do you believe that Brother loves you? Loving you both." Hamis's voice was smoother as he placed his palm over Firda's stomach, there was a haru that slipped into his heart remembering he was going to be a father.

Seducing and wanting to give a lot of love with sweet words in different places actually makes Hamish feel challenged. Unlike other couples who painstakingly prepare a special place and time to express feelings, Hamish instead performs inside a chicken porridge tent stall. In the midst of the person having breakfast, his eyes gently stared at Firda.

Maybe Hamish will be considered more, but he is persuading Firda to feel comfortable, to feel loved, to feel that Hamish really wants him.

Their order was placed on the table, Hamish swiftly feeding Firda. The young woman immediately cried and hid her face on Hamish's back.

"Don't cry! People will think you're hurting."

"So my brother made me sneak, you know?"

"A romantic thing?" Hamish tried to melt the atmosphere, Firda laughed.

"Romantic but dreadful,"

"It's okay, the important thing is that you're happy."

Firda looked back at the young couple who had already finished their meal. Both of Firda's eyes stared in disbelief as the woman stood up, apparently the wife was pregnant. Seen her stomach that has been bloated, even though her child is still small.

"Abang so impatient waiting for your stomach to be big like that, Fir, surely you're getting prettier" said Hamish stroking Firda's hair slowly.

Firda did not say anything out of embarrassment, he took a spoon and started eating his own porridge. The tail of his eyes kept glancing towards the young couple who had already passed by with his motorcycle.

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