Love Miss Arogan

Love Miss Arogan
Zifa Jealous


A lot of girls who tease Al directly make Zifa burn jealous.


"Dear, what's wrong with you? Tired?" Al asked because he saw the annoyed face of his wife.


"No" ketus Zifa.


"I'm wrong, right?"


"No"


Al breathed his breath rough. He was always made dizzy by this pregnant woman.


"What a look" Zifa jolted at a girl staring at her husband without a blink.


"Not really" the girl ran away because she was afraid to see Zifa.


Al just shook his head inexhaustibly with the wife's strange behavior.


"Let's rest first" Al invited his wife to sit in a chair.


"It's a drink first" Al gave a bottle of drinking water that he had brought from home.


"Hehh, have those eyes guarded. I want to gouge your eyes out!!" Shake Zifa again at a group of girls who smile flirtatiously towards Al.


"Darling, why the hell are you. Shame to know about people" Al gently reprimands his wife.


"Ohh you like to be teased with them!!" Zifa was getting upset.


"No dear, it's not important to treat them anyway. Inget, you're pregnant. Don't get angry constantly" Al rubbed his wife's stomach gently.


Zifa slowly calmed down


He rested his head on the husband's shoulder.


"Capek huh?" Al's question made Zifa nod weakly.


"Yes, we go home and rest at home" asked Al.


He immediately stood up to help his wife get up from her seat.


"Auhhh" ringis Zifa when just standing perfect.


"Darling, what's wrong?" Tanya Al was worried.


"My stomach hurts" whined Zifa.


"How sick? We're doctors now"


Zifa adjusted her breathing, then a moment later the pain began to disappear.


"Oh yeah, it doesn't hurt anymore"


"Really?"


"Yes, really. Maybe the baby was moving again"


"Well, we're going home now"


"Al, my stomach mules again yes" Zifa complained to her husband.


"Huh? How mules? Contractions?"


"I don't know, but this hurts a lot" Zifa grabbed Al's arm while driving the car.


"Okay, we're going to the hospital now"


A few moments later the pain experienced by Zifa was not felt.


"Udah Al doesn't have to go to the hospital. It doesn't hurt"


"Loh, how the hell is that. We're going to the hospital for what's wrong"


"No, I want to go home. My waist hurts all"


"Well, let's go home" Al Pasrah.


Arriving home, Al opened the car door for his wife.


Zifa stood up with difficulty because of her enlarged stomach.


Just a few steps into the house, Zifa immediately hugged her husband tightly until her hands gripped her husband's T-shirt.


"Darling, why? Sick again? We're doctors, yes"


"No way" Zifa refused.


Al breathed heavily


After the pain subsided, Al and Zifa headed for the upstairs room in an elevator.


Arriving at Zifa's room immediately sat on a sofa.


"Al, wipe my waist. It hurts a lot" Zifa complained.


Al painstakingly rubbed his wife's waist.


"Al, help me get up. I'm going to the bathroom"


Al immediately stood up to be his wife's pedestal.


A few minutes after Zifa entered the bath suddenly the pregnant mother shouted.


"Alll please"


Al immediately opened the door of the unlocked bathroom.


"Darling why are you?" Al asked frantically as he clasped his wife's waist.


"Al, I'm flek"


"The Chinese? What's that flek?" Ask Al stupid.