Marriage With Lecturer
About Husband

"This bed seems to have to be changed" Darren said as the man sat on the edge of the bed. "The closet must also be shifted the same as your study table must be placed there." Darren just kept talking to himself.

While Agna had been seen lying down from earlier with his back to the man, Agna also did not intend to chim Darren. Because he felt it would only be a waste of time considering the mood of the woman was very easy to change.

"Na, do you agree?" ask Darren who even asked for approval from his wife.

"As much as you are," replied Agna who was now seen starting to close her eyes.

"You should also dong, not just me for example you want a bed like what is complete with a mattress that berme–" Darren's sentence was interrupted because Agna suddenly woke up immediately running towards the bathroom.

Because, the woman currently wants to vomit, because Agna has been trying to hold it. However, it is only useless if the edges of the woman will still vomit whatever is in her stomach.

Making Darren rushed to the wife, because somehow the man still has a conscience even though fully Darren does not believe that the baby in Agna's womb is his own flesh and blood.

"You want me to make tea, ginger water or plain water. So that your nausea becomes a little less and even makes your stomach feel more comfortable," said Darren who followed Agna to the bathroom. "In this way you won't be able to feel nauseous anymore" Darren said.

"It's all because your baby is Darren, so it makes me like this just want to sleep. You have to go back to the bathroom!" agna's grumbling continues to vomit.

"Yes I'm sorry." Darren apologizes to Agna instead, as he feels it is hard to give up first for now. At the time he recalled Hugo's messages in the hospital saying that Darren as a man had to give up a lot.

"Help me, because my head feels so dizzy." Somehow hearing an apology from Darren's mouth Agna's mood that had been inflamed now began to subside. "Take me some water too, my throat feels dry making me feel thirsty."

"Ginger water, how?" bargain Darren.

"I don't like ginger." Agna.

"Tea alone then," said Darren who now led Agna to walk back to the bed.

"If I say white water, don't offer me things I don't like!" ketus Agna's.

"Well, I'll get you some water." Darren again sounded relented than later Agna would speak at length with a nyolot tone that came out of the wife's thin lips. "You wait a minute, let me get you some water in the kitchen." Darren looks about to leave, but Agna pulls his hand instead. "What's wrong?" asked Darren with narrowed eyes.

"Open your shirt." Agna timidly said that to Darren.

"Why should I take Agna's shirt off, you don't be weird." Darren shook his head strongly at the time when Agna asked him to undress.

"No, you just get me some water" said Agna, who told Darren to go get some water, because she also saw Darren's suit on the study chair. Makes him have an idea on his brain at this time.

"Weird," Darren murmured softly as he stepped his foot to get away from there.

Agna, who saw Darren come out, went straight to the chair near her desk to pick up the suit, because Agna hopes by inhaling the aroma of perfume attached to the suit of the husband, the nausea will be slightly eased like when he was close to Darren.

However, apparently Agna was wrong because when he kissed Darren's suit, his nausea grew.

"Hoek, Hoek ...." Agna again could not resist her nausea.

"Don't be weird, yes, I have to smell the perfume directly from Darren's body. Don't you tadpole," murmured Agna slammed down while pointing at her stomach. "Don't you want me and the man to stay together?" keep the woman in shape.

Not long at the time Agna continued to bathe suddenly Darren entered with a glass of water.

"My body, why do you even kiss?" Darren's voice instantly made Agna throw the man's suit. "Does my suit smell?"

Agna who did not want Darren to know quickly replied, "Yes, your suit is very smelly, so I threw it away because the smell really stings. To the extent that the scent gathered in my room."

"really? Though it was a suit only I use when going to the hospital. After that I opened it earlier, and I put it there because I feel very ger–"

"Here we go, we sleep anyway it doesn't matter," Agna quickly cut. "We're going to sleep in the room starting tonight. So, try not to b*cot much!"

Darren did not respond, he chose to be quiet because the man knew that the mood of pregnant women quickly changed.

"Here's the water, I want a drink." Agna asked for a glass of drinking water that Darren brought. "Ren, here's the drinking water I'm thirsty."

"It's rude to call your husband's name by name" Darren said, giving Agna a glass of water.

"Om Darren, what's that like?" ask Agna.

Darren sighed because he heard Agna calling him om. "As much as you're Agna, the important thing is that you don't call my name, it's very, very disrespectful."

"Okay, Om husband," chirped Agna.