For A Husband Who Doesn't Love Me
60. Congenital Baby

Maira's pregnancy has entered the second trimester, and Hidayat has also fully recovered after the accident some time ago. Since Maira had just graduated, they decided to keep the fetus in Maira's womb as well as possible. Maira was asked not to do any outside work first, as well as heavy work inside the house by Hidayat.

Maira tried to endure her boredom. Usually she was busy with lectures and kiosks every day, but now she only became a home-based woman who was left to work by her husband every morning until sometimes through magrib.

To eliminate his boredom, Maira re-read the novel written by Zahrana's late sister and sister-in-law's life story since starting a household until death separated them. At the end of the writing, Maira again remembered the connection that Hidayat had told her.

Maira thought about starting her connection. He tried to give the best writing for a piece of the story of haru and sad ending the life of his brother and sister-in-law in the world.

A title that he had long thought, HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH. How wonderful is a love story that starts with such broad, short sentences.

He began to return to the past, where Hidayat drove Zahrana to his home at that time, while Ajiz went out of town to shop for stall goods.

Word by word was written neatly. The atmosphere was so alive contained in the blank sheet of paper.

Without realizing it, he had been writing for hours. Cellphone's ringing. At first she was so eager to take a phone call, because she knew it was from her husband. But when just his eyes saw the display screen of his phone intact there is a photo of her husband, suddenly he felt nauseous.

"Oww.it...." Maira walked quickly to the bathroom. He vomited in the sink, but what came out of his mouth was only liquid.

Several times so, and only when she realized when she saw the face of her husband she became nauseous.

"Oh my God, this time?" Maira murmured. "Ah, that's impossible... When I get sick when I see Poto Abang? It's not funny..."

His phone rang again after several times he failed to answer. With a throw of face, Maira tried to shift the green button on the touch screen of her phone.

"Assalamualaikum, dear... " Sounds Hidayat's call with an anxious voice.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Brother...?" Maira replied unable to hide her hoarse voice.

"Kok Maira just picked up Brother's phone? Maira's okay, right?"

"Maira's nauseous, Bang? It's okay, her name's pregnant, too, Bang..."

"really? Should you go home now?"

"Is it time for you to go home?"

"No, Honey... Actually, Abang called Maira to tell her that she would be home late today... Brother there's a sudden schedule to replace Mr. Tri..." Hidayat sounded doubtful.

"It's okay, Bang... Maira is safe... Brother need not worry, Maira insya Allah is fine... Later if there's anything, Maira will be notified Brother soon..."

"But, brother came home the other night, honey... Did you just refuse, huh?"

"Don't dong, Bang... Mr. Tri has been very good, especially when you are sick again. Time just because Maira nausea Abang refused a request for help Mr Tri anyway? It's not good..." Omel Maira's.

"But Brother is worried... Anyway, Mr. Tri must understand..."

"No, can't... Mr. Tri if there is no urgent activity, certainly will not want to trouble Brother..."

"Yes too... You saw it that way..."

"Well..."

"Yes, Maira be careful at home... If there is anything, do not forget to tell Brother, and also do not wait for Brother. Maira should go to bed quickly, don't stay up late... Poor our baby..."

"Yes, my dear brother..."

"Love you, honey... Assalamualaikum..."

"Love you more, brother... Salam wa'alaikum..." Maira smiled to herself, but when she saw the wallpaper of her phone, her stomach churned again. "Oweeekk..."

Maira repeatedly went in and out of the bathroom. "Surely because look at your face... Ahhh... God, why is this all of a sudden?"

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Hidayat arrived home almost midnight. He entered his room and saw that his wife had fallen asleep. He cleaned himself up and went to sleep next to his wife.

Maira was indeed very sensitive to sounds when she fell asleep, although Hidayat had tried hard to slowly climb up their bed.

"Sorry, Honey..." Said Hidayat feeling guilty for accidentally waking his wife.

"Oweeekk..." Maira rushed towards the bathroom, while Hidayat was made to panic by her and soon followed.

"Darling's okay, right?" Hidayat asked with a very worried look on his face.

Maira shakes. He lifted his head and faced the glass. The reflection of Hidayat's face in the mirror made him return nauseous. Hidayat rubbed Maira's back, but Maira instead brushed her off.

"Wait on the bed..." Maira Pinta.

"Why?" Hidayat felt something was strange about his wife. Usually Maira is very happy if she rubs her back when nausea.

"Maira can't stand to see Brother's face, sorry... Weeek..."

"Huh?" Hidayat.

After a while, Maira returned following Hidayat to bed. Although still in a state of confusion, Hidayat still appreciates his wife's decision. He turned his back on Maira, and Maira sat right behind him.

"Abang, sorry..." Maira's words were filled with guilt.

"It's okay... But, if it's close to Brother it's no problem, right?" Answer Hidayat trying not to show his sadness.

Maira shook her head with a listless bowed face. She forgot that her husband could not see her face.

"Honey, dong answered..."

"Did?" Maira raised her face.

"If you're a big brother, baby, that's okay, right?" Hidayat asked.

"It's okay, Bang... Maira hugs from behind also no problem..." Maira said as she wrapped her hands around Hidayat's waist.

Hidayat smiled. He held Maira's hand in her stomach. "Now that we sleep, Maira must be exhausted..."

Maira nodded.

"Ngadep to get there, let Brother hug Maira from behind..." Tell Hidayat.

Maira according. She laid her body against her husband, followed by a loving embrace from him.

"How long will you be tortured like this, hmmm?"

"Not long, Bang... Also biweekly... This second trimester is over..." Maira answered with ease.

"Astaghfirullah's... That's a long time, honey..."

Maira giggles.

"Don't laugh... Brother tormented tau... You're not free to see Maira's face..." Sumpul Hidayat's.

"Maira too... Brother knows? Just imagining your face can make Maira nauseous..."

"Astaghfirullah hal'azhiim's..." Hidayat let out a heavy breath. He then caressed Maira's stomach. "Don't dong for long, son... You don't pity me?"

"Sorry, Dad..." Maira said as if representing.

"This must have been a punishment for your mistakes all along..." Gumam Hidayat complained of resignation.

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