Mahram To Azira
Chapters 28.1
Entering the age of 4 months of pregnancy, Azira's diet becomes a mess. He was nauseous constantly whenever he smelled food or anything too hard. Like a perfume. Azira could not tolerate the fragrance of any perfume. Because of this the house people who used to meet with Azira with a heavy heart replace the lighter perfume for their use. After replacing the lighter fragrance Azira's reaction was not too heavy. He could still withstand the waves of nausea within his stomach.
Due to frequent nausea and even vomiting, Azira's food intake was reduced and her body was naturally underweight. Kenzie and the house panicked to see Azira's condition worsening. Within two months, Azira had been hospitalized three times due to dehydration and starvation. To stop this from continuing Kenzie has given some drugs that relieve nausea to his wife, but there is no effect that is increasingly frustrating. This situation continues until the fifth month of pregnancy so that Kenzie is increasingly frustrated.
Kenzie lost weight during this time. He is not calm and works more at home than to the office because he is very worried about the situation of his wife. Abah or the office can not say anything. After all, Kenzie does not do his responsibilities as a boss and trus work even from home.
Until finally entering the sixth month of pregnancy, Azira's condition finally improved. His waves of nausea began to stop and slowly received the food smoothly into his mouth. Azira's appetite increases. His weight went up quickly. In the seventh month of pregnancy, Azira finally has the appearance of a healthy and strong pregnant woman.
Kenzie and the people of the house were finally able to put down their long-hanging hearts at the thought of Azira.
"Mas Kenzie, hasn't been in the office today?" Azira went into the room carrying a bag of wet bread crackles in her hand.
This food Mona left for him to satisfy Azira's booming appetite.
Kenzie glanced at the crackle bag, then took over the crackle bag while holding Azira's healthy fleshy waist. Then with a careful step he led Azira to sit on the bed.
It's been 7 months. Azira's stomach is huge. It's like someone who's 9 months pregnant. Azira often complains of her waist ache carrying a stomach of this size.
"not now. The plan is I'll go to the office in 3 days to pick up some documents." Kenzie said indifferently not too concerned about the office.
"Mas Kenzie is coming in. Mas don't have to worry about me at home-a-kh, he's kicking again, mas." Azira grimaced feeling the movement inside her stomach.
Kenzie hurriedly sat on his knees on the carpet after placing the bag carelessly. His two large, warm hands began to wipe the surface of Azira's large belly.
Her lips gently chanted a few verses of Maryam's letter to the little one. A few seconds later, the little guy stopped making trouble. Silence did not move seemed very obedient.
"Son, bow to your wife, Father. For the sake of taking care of you, Father's wife has gone through so many hardships that you are this big. Don't complicate it anymore otherwise I'll drag you out to teach you a lesson. Hear that?"
Whether heard or not, the surface of Azira's stomach shook again. But this time the movements were quite light which astonished him.
"Mas, I'm his mother." Azira.
She rubbed her husband's hair on her own.
Kenzie chuckles.
"But you're my wife. There is nothing wrong with my words."