Love of Ordinary Girls

Love of Ordinary Girls
Ardi lola


That afternoon Intan was preparing baby clothes and other baby equipment into the bag. She prepared her fear when she suddenly gave birth.


Because it does not feel now the content has stayed counting the days to delivery.


He smiled looking at the clothes that he tidied funny he thought.


"Honey soon you will see the world" he said stroking his big belly.


Ardi was back from the office, he approached his wife in the room.


"Honey, I'm home" she shouted.


"Oh my goodness, that person is like a child" Intan said.


Ardi who had reached the room saw his wife was tidying up his clothes, he approached her.


"Honey, where are you going?" said Ardi because he does not usually fold clothes into a bag.


"Intan wants to go" replied Intan.


"Where are you going? you can't anyway," he said and took out all the clothes that Intan had tidied up earlier.


"Mas, why the hell was it dismantled?" intan.


'campus me, it turns out your dress boy' his inner looking at his wife's stomach he did not dare to look at his wife.


"Intan does not want to know, neat again anyway. Intan was tired of sitting here," he said, standing up with difficulty lifting his heavy body.


"Darling mas can not fold his clothes, was not knowing that this clothes boy" said Ardi memelas.


Intan pura ignored while looking at the mobile phone.


'why the boy you make papa gini' his inner like batin his enemy.


Ardi began to fold baby boy clothes again into the bag, Intan occasionally glanced at her husband.


He looked at me with a smile.


'rasain Intan kerjain mas, who asked to unload the clothes that have been Tintan rapihin' he said


After folding her baby clothes, Ardi cleaned her body in the bathroom.


Pray together when the adhan maghrib has arrived, praying for salvation for his wife and child at birth.


Their dinner time to the dining room together, eating with Bima and nela his parents.


After that they chatted for a while in the living room, and without feeling the prayer isya' arrived.


They went back to their rooms and performed obligatory prayers.


After praying isya' they choose to sleep, but diamond back and forth to the bathroom.


"Why come stop her pain anyway?" his words hurt his coming and going.


Then she tried to lie down next to her husband, but instead of her stopping it turned out her stomach was getting heartburn.


"Mas" said Intan to wake her sleeping husband.


"Hm"


Intan hit Ardi's stomach strong.


Aww


"What the hell, why are you getting hit?" ardi said annoyed.


"Mas, Intan-


"Mas, I think it's time" Intan yelled this time grabbed her hair.


"What time is it?" asked Ardi lazily because he did not understand.


"When the boy wants to be born," said Intan furious why her husband lola.


"Oh to be born" he said casually.


This time Intan kicked her.


"What the hell? I want to sleep."


"Intan want the birth of mas" said his grimacing sick.


"When?" tanyakanya.


"Tomorrow"


"Yaudah sleeps again, tomorrow go to the hospital" he said patting his wife's cheers.


"MAMA... PAPA ..." cried Intan.


"Darling why are you screaming?"


Mama and her papa hear her son-in-law's screams quickly they go to Ardi and Intan's room, as they are still not asleep.


tok...


"Ardi, what's wrong with your wife?" yell from outside.


Ardi woke up with his eyes still sleepy and yawned.


"What a fuss," he said.


"Where's your wife?" ask mama.


"It's in the sleep." He pointed at his wife in pain and opened his eyes quickly.


"Astaghfirullah, baby."


"Geez Ardi, you are my wife who has been in pain" said Mama.


"Quick prepare the car and bring the goods you want to bring ar" said papa.


"So how should Ardi?" ask her


"Oh my god, this child, hurry up and get your wife's car going to give birth to ar." Mom was very upset with her son.


Intan has been limp, sick all Ardi too long understand.


Ardi ran to get the driver to prepare the car, then he took the bag in the room, his mother helped Intan walk to the car.


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