Married prospective sister-in-law
Velia Consciousness

Velia was seen crying alone after her entire family came out of her nursery and asked her to rest.

Velia felt sad because her husband had come and immediately chose to leave her nursery.

Velia knew that Fikri was angry with her. Her husband repeatedly asked her to quit her job, but she always refused.

The pregnant woman lay down, rubbing her stomach which had started to look round with a slow movement. Velia was grateful that the baby was okay.

"Patience, Son. This is all wrong mom who does not obey your father." Velia said softly.

Velia has felt this way several times, and the luck is that the baby in the womb is still fine.

But doctors say that if this continues to happen, then it will be dangerous for his own health condition.

Meanwhile, outside the nursery of Velia, a man was sitting with his parents who continued to advise him with tenderness.

The man looked angry, but was also worried about his wife's current condition.

The family of his wife had gone home a few minutes ago, now really only lives him and his parents alone there.

"Mama knows you're angry, but don't vent it now, Fikri. Velia is in need of you," Ani's mother softly said.

"What your mama said was right, we know that what Velia did was wrong. But don't vent your anger now, pity your wife." Keep papa Amar.

Fikri was still silent, he did not reply to the words of his parents. Fikri had entered Velia's nursery, but only a few seconds before finally coming out.

Fikri left his wife's ward not without reason, but because he wanted to calm down.

Fikri did not want to get out of control and yelled at Velia, he never wanted to be an arrogant man and not affectionate wife.

Fikri has not been able to calm himself, there is still a sense of excitement every time he remembers the incident where Velia fainted with a lot of blood.

Mama Ani rubbed her son's shoulder gently.

"Meet Velia yes, son. Poor him, he's waiting for you to go inside." Mama Ani said softly.

Fikri sighed, he grabbed his own hair out of frustration. He was willing to leave the meeting because of his main wife.

But when he got to the hospital, he wanted to get angry. Luckily, he was still in control.

Fikri got up from his seat, he massaged his temple for a while before finally stepping into his wife's ward.

Fikri entered, he could see if Velia was crying while rubbing her own stomach.

Velia who was crying then hastily wiped her tears, she did not want her husband to get angry because she was crying for her own actions.

"Mas." Call Velia about to get up, but it was stopped by Fikri by raising his hand.

Velia poked her lips, she looked at Fikri with teary eyes. Husband spoiled and always whining to her, has been a few days even inhabit it.

"Mas, I'm sorry." Lirih Velia lowered her head.

Fikri took a deep breath and threw it away slowly, he pulled the chair next to the ward and sat down.

Velia remained lying down, she complied with her husband this time. Velia grabbed the husband's hand for him to hold tightly.

Fikri remained silent, he said nothing even though he wanted to.

"I-I promise I'll stop working and focus on my pregnancy. I don't want you to be angry anymore, Mom." Said Velia again with tears.

Fikri was happy, but he did not give any reaction to his wife. Fikri still remained silent and watched Velia.

"Mas, you're sorry about me, aren't you?" velia asked, the woman looked at her husband's face with teary eyes.

Fikri let go of his wife's hand, he got up from his seat and stood with his hand folded over his chest.

"I'm disappointed in you." The word finally came out of Fikri's mouth.

"I'm very, very disappointed that you didn't want to comply with my request. Though I'm still able to meet the needs of our household without you having to work." Add Fikri with a breath at the end of the word.

Velia came back crying, she was really scared and guilty of her husband now.

"Now I'm asking you, Vel. What reason do you not want to stop working? You think I can't meet our needs, do you?" fikri asked in an ordinary tone, but it sounded like anger to Velia.

Velia shook her head quickly. She never thought so about her husband.

Fikri is not just enough for their household needs, but more than what Velia expects.

"Mas, hiks .. I never thought so, I'm sorry if it offended you." Velia's cry broke again hearing her husband's words.

"I promise I'll stop working." Velia lowered her head.

Fikri let out a long sigh, he looked at his crying wife with a sob. Velia looked so sick with her behavior.

Fikri approached, he sat on the edge of the gurney and hugged his woman tightly. Actually Fikri heavily inhabited his wife lately, but he had to do it.

"You want to lose our son?" asked Fikri and Velia hurriedly shaking her head.

"You are so kind, let me work." Pinta Fikri gently.

Velia nodded, and he moved his embrace to the husband's body. Velia misses this, she misses being in her husband's warm embrace.

Fikri himself rubbed his wife's back and shoulders shaking from crying. He also presented his wife with a warm kiss.

"Now rest is it." Sent Fikri, but Velia refused by shaking her head.

"I'm afraid you're gone." Vit Velia.

Fikri chuckled, he took his wife's hand and kissed the back of her hand affectionately.

"I'm not going anywhere, honey. I'm here, accompany you and our son." Reply Fikri explained.

Velia finally receded, she wanted to sleep and rest with Fikri who would continue to accompany her.

"Good bobok, my dear." Bisik Fikri then kissed his wife's lips a little pale.

WELL, NURUT GINI IS DELICIOUS😬

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