Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 112

The bright clouds had already turned pitch-black out there. But not in the apartment where Danesh and Felly live, which is bright with lights.

Felly was lounging on the fluffy carpet while continuing to watch the film that was delayed this afternoon. He fell asleep by using a pillow for pregnant women to be more comfortable.

Danesh who had just come out of the bathroom immediately poured his body beside his wife with his head position right in front of Felly's distended stomach. “Daddy's kids again what?” it was as if asking with the baby. He has repeatedly swallowed his wife's stomach. His hands were coiled around Felly's hips.

Felly's hand was placed over Danesh's head. She continued to gently stroke the hair as if she were with her child. If it is like this, her husband is like a big baby, will be spoiled with her and continue to rub it. “But bobo, Daddy,” his answer mimicked the voice of a child.

Danesh can't wait to see his children born. He stuck his nose on the surface of Felly's skin and moved it as if he was playing with his son.

“If our child is born, who will they be like, huh?” ask Danesh without changing position.

“Of course like the two of us,” reply Felly still continues stroking Danesh.

“Quick out my kids, don't play football inside Mommy's stomach hold,” kelakarnya when feel there is a kick from inside.

“Sabar, also six months. There are still three months left,”. “They know if Daddy is chatting, our kids are giving a response signal they heard your voice.”

The bule man also waved his wife's nightgown to show a distended stomach that began to appear stretch marks. He landed a kiss there many times.

“Sure.” Felly nodded, her hands gently stroking her husband's radiant face.

Danesh pulled out his phone in his pants pocket. He opened a photo gallery and showed a big orange motorbike to Felly. “I want to buy this motor. Can it?”

Danesh felt that permission with his wife to buy something was urgently needed. He wants to be open about anything to his wife, so that in the future there will be no problems or fights that can shake the feelings of both.

Felly saw her husband's phone. He nodded allowing. “Buy if you want it. How much?” tanyakanya. She wanted to occasionally buy her husband an item that Danesh wanted using his own money. During her time as a wife, she had never given a gift to her husband.

Danesh put the origin of his phone. His hand grabbed his wife's cheek that became more and more chubby, but still adorable in his eyes. “I'll buy it myself, now I'm not as hard as I used to be. I will have become a food and beverage entrepreneur whose outlets have spread around the capital in a short time,” he said proudly. He knows the contents in his wife's head if he asks about the price.

Yes, the development of Danesh coffee shop business increasingly shot after he tried to find investors and managed to get it. He realized that he could not give the life that continues to be economically poor to the wife. He wanted to give a decent life, so for two months he worked hard to convince the businessmen with the help of his wife, of course, who has connections.

Felly pursed her lips. “Let me give you a gift once, because you're already the man in charge. Even you bought this apartment in my name,”. “I'm like a wife who uses her husband's sweat alone,”.

Danesh pinched his wife's nose. “Who said? If there were no you, where would I be? If I hadn't met you that night, how could I have gotten everything I've got now. And of course all this I achieved because of your support and prayers every day.”