
One month later..
Long time no news from Anton, just swallowed the earth. After the incident really keeps the person in his arms until death do them part, a sacred promise that begins with an agreement grows the seeds of love in them. Naura smiled as she greeted the sun, watching her husband sleep after last night's battle.
Naura took a deep breath and took it out slowly, doing it three times before seeing the results.
"This is the end of my life, all this time I've always blamed fate for never taking my side. Now that I realized that the previous response was so wrong, God gave me a gift that was previously unimaginable. Having a husband who loves me, well.if he's a pervert but I love him." It was her mumbling that kept on messing around.
"It needs to be corrected about the word pervert, am I wrong to behave pervertedly to my own wife? Let's answer!" chirped Arya who immediately opened her eyes, of course protest.
"Oho, are you pretending to forget or what?" answer Naura.
"Is that considered a violation?"
"It needs to be under the line of Mr. Arya Atmajaya, your true character always looks for opportunities in narrowness."
"It's early in the morning, you're happy to argue with me. At least do not forget how I admire you," said Arya arrogantly who was immediately hit by a blow from a floating pillow. "Hey, my handsome face could be broken later."
"Is your face done in plastic surgery?"
Cup
Arya grinned after peeping his wife's lips at a glance, the fuss in reply flatly using his lips. "You're so chatty."
"You!" furious Naura again floated a pillow, very upset to see her husband who had run away to avoid the attack and his rampage.
Naura shook her head while cleaning herself up, getting ready to visit the boutique she ran with her best friend and she was very grateful that in a few days the opening of a new branch of the boutique would be on the title.
"Where are you going in the morning blind like this?" look for someone standing in the doorway of the middle room leaning back casually.
"To the boutique."
"Butik? Didn't I tell you you can't talk anymore. What good is it for me to work if you also want to work, be a housewife serving me in my room."
Naura snorted in annoyance as the words came out from her husband's mouth. "You work till the afternoon and what do I do with it?"
"You can shop or go to the salon."
"I can't do it every day, it's boring."
"So you still want to work?" arya asked full of investigation, to be honest he did not like if his wife worked and felt tired, could-can duration in love also reduced. The period where Bobby is very happy, understand it is common for newlyweds.
Naura polished her face slightly to make it look fresh, focused on looks and stopped arguing. "That's how."
"When are you going to stop working?"
"When I was pregnant." Replied Naura's origin and passed away through her husband, for her to develop a career better than to sit idle spending her husband's money, that was not her character.
Just a few steps, Naura held her head which felt like a whirling ride on a comedy. "What's wrong with me?" he looked soft, his eyes black and black.
"Norra." Arya immediately grabbed his wife's body and carried her to bed slowly, she was very panicked and anxious and immediately called the doctor.
Moments later, Arya is still waiting for the woman's doctor to check on her, deliberately only inviting the female doctor so that she does not feel jealous and the most important reason if the wife should not be touched by a foreign man. "How's Dok doing?"
"Well how? He passed out in front of the room." Snapped Arya who stared intently at the doctor, if the male doctor then it was made sure the white uniform was bruised formless.
The woman's doctor smiled and understood the concerns of the patient's husband, for him it was common. "That's been felt by a young pregnant mother and her condition is also normal." Evidently.
"What do you mean, Doc?" Arya gasped in shock, the news of the pregnancy of the wife as well as the most beautiful gift Naura gave her.
"true." The doctor said, saying goodbye to leave the place.
Arya's eyes glazed when she learned of the pregnancy from his wife, it's a sign that all the results of his sweat almost every day produce satisfactory results, such as achievements that must be proud of. She stroked Naura's smooth face and smiled happily, a sign that the wife was focusing on pregnancy as well as her future child who would be born into the world.
Both eyes slowly opened, staring at the handsome face of her ever-smiling husband made her shudder in horror. "You why? It's so weird." He said while confirming his position.
"From now on you rest in total!" arya's decree made Naura's forehead wrinkled.
"Why are you? Move aside! I want to go to the boutique." Cetus Naura's.
"You can't go anywhere, even get out of bed." Arya held her wife's hand.
"Come on, don't overdo it. I'm bored at the Mansion without doing anything."
Arya smiled very widely making Naura more confused and curious, checking the man's forehead and feeling normal body temperature. "You're healthy but why is your mind hurting? Why are you smiling? Tell me!"
"Do you remember what you just said?"
"Which one? I talk too much so I don't know where you mean."
Arya sighed. "Regarding the condition that you stop working at the boutique." Recall it.
"Yes, then?" Naura is still confused and does not know if she is two-bodied.
"I want you to keep your word, from now on you can't work." Seloroh Arya while menoel his wife's chin.
Naura raised her face straight ahead, slowly digesting Arya's words while swallowing the saliva that seemed to be stuck in her throat. "When was the last time I was on the moon?" contact both pupils enlarged eyes when he found himself late experiencing monthly guests. "Geez, I ate my own words." The muttering of monologues.
Arya smiled with satisfaction, the look on his wife's face looked adorable. "Yep, and I want you to stay home. If the results of my Bobby have to be treated as best I can, if necessary I bring in an obstetrician and a couple of nuns to monitor you."
"Bobby?" repeat Naura with a frown.
"I mean junior Arya Atmajaya."
"So you named that bamboo shoot Bobby?" naura's laughter almost exploded, after a long time had just found out.
Arya pouted and shut Naura's mouth so as not to laugh at her. "Don't change the subject, and I've named it since childhood and it will remain so, nor is it a bamboo shoot."
Naura could not help but tickle in her heart, biting Arya's hand and laughing in satisfaction. "Oh my goodness, it turns out that bamboo shoots have names."
"Don't switch topics!" the Aryan circus elevated his intonation.
"All right, why are you angry. I'll keep my word, I don't think if bamboo shoots that are still standard size produce results." The lead laughs again showing molar teeth.
"The important thing is to fertilize and keep you full for nine months and ten days." Arya boasted of successfully planting high-quality seeds, but it was a little unfortunate if some of her seeds died when she threw them into the toilet. "Unfortunately, the wasted seeds die in the sewer. It's possible that one of them becomes a doctor or a candidate for office." His inner.