Husband Carried
chapter 148
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Melisa sat on the edge of the bed only wrapped in a towel limited to the chest to half her thigh, her large stomach made the towel she was wearing much higher revealed.
While Reza who just came out of the bathroom still dry her wet hair with a small towel in her hand.
"No clothes yet?" reza asked as he watched his wife sit quietly with her hands on her stomach.
Melisa just shook her head slowly.
"sick'?" ask again as he walked closer
Melisa nodded again.
"It's so hard, Ra" Reza said as he knelt before his wife.
"Yes, really big" he said.
"It hurts?, it's so hard" Reza continued to rub Melisa's stomach gently.
"No movement, huh? she says she likes motion but as long as you're pregnant I never lose it"
"Ko' Mas movement, even rich people again demo in my stomach really excited" he kekehnya.
"What time?" reza asked in disbelief as he scrunched his forehead.
From the beginning of pregnancy the wife of the prospective father is indeed not once felt the movement of the baby, even though various ways have Reza done, from often invite him to chat, from talking, kissed to sleep in front of his wife's stomach was once he did but the results remain the same, his son never wanted to greet him.
"Well, I want to know what it's like"
"Patience, try talking again!" the word of Melisa who sometimes felt very sorry to see her husband often complained.
"Will he kill me?"
"Try dong first" seduced Melisa, now her hands and her husband's hands are on the surface of the skin of the abdomen that is more than the size of the watermelon.
"Hi" said Reza with a face that was very close.
"How are you?, good yes in a moment you will be born, papa equally Mama can't wait to see you" he said again, now his nose is uyel uyel.
"Geli, Mas" chuckled Melisa while rubbing Reza's head.
"Let's dong motion, don't miss, papa wants rasain loh you there do what's it"
"Maybe sleep, because it's too comfortable with the sound of Mas Reza"
"Ah, lie to you" snorted Reza annoyed.
"Truly, this is proof it's not too rich just before Reza touch"
"Hem, yeah. You really don't get sick, Ra?"
"Sometimes it's just a surprise that suddenly the movement and muter muter"
"Haha, want to be a footballer what racer the hell muter continues"
"So a good child yes, must be strong.do not make Mama sick pokonya if born later must be smooth, healthy and healthy, dear" said Reza full of tenderness.
"Yes, papa" Melisa said with a laugh.
"Smart kid" Reza kissed the big belly many times so anxious.
"Yes dong is smart" replied Reza.
"Should, Ra, papa company would be a lot of who if not our children" he said seriously.
"Yes, Mas, I understand that our son is proud of your family and the savior of the afterlife"
"Amiin" said the two together.
"Mas Reza wear clothes first there, will hurt" Melisa said as she fixed her open towel until her chewy meat mound looks very challenging in front of her husband's eyes.
"Yes, you're here, I'll get you a dress"
Reza got up, he also fixed the towel that sagged slightly from his waist.
"Eh, it turns OUT ON"
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