
Shortly after I reported about my pregnancy, whether it was wrong, instead of putting on a happy or sparkling face, Bima was fixated and suddenly cried.
This was the first time I had seen Lala's father cry in front of me.
Yes .... This man was crying, then in the next second he burst into my arms.
During his time as his wife, before I had seen Bima sobbing one night, either because of the betrayal of his first wife, or because I felt hopeless with our relationship. I wanted to approach to comfort him, but there was no courage because at that time Bima was still reluctant to see me.
And this time, the sad gurat was caught clearly by my netraku.
While the longing that had originally bandaged me so strongly, it had now turned into a panic-stricken grooved fear.
"Mas" I softened my tone to make it sound calm. "Mas why?"
Instead of answering, the stuffing became more and more along with the circle of his hands that tightened around my shoulders. I felt so tight because she was so strong she hugged me.
Not answering my question, I chose silence while tightening our embrace. Let the Bima mas evaporate the feeling of being out of the blue, until he felt calm again.
"You and our baby are healthy, right?" tanyanya after breaking our embrace. From the look in his eyes, it was clear that he was worried about me.
"Lately the guy is just limp, easily tired and sometimes dizzy sedi___" Not until my sentence is finished, mas Bima immediately rolled me towards the bed.
We both sat on the edge of the bed
"When did you realize your pregnancy?"
"About a week ago"
"One week ago?" reworked by Bima.
I'm nodding.
"Pas just finished Lala's trial, I fainted in court"
"Fainted?" His forehead wrinkled, making his eyebrows swoop sharply.
"Hmm" I nodded my head.
"You fainted from pregnancy?"
"Come"
"So that ration you asked for, what is a cravings?"
"Maybe" I answered and gave a smile to remember a while ago I asked to bring a ration.
After hearing my answer, we both fell silent, with our eyes locked together.
"Is it still so dizzy?"
"No"
"Washy, nauseous, or something?"
"No" I shook my head.
"Are there any other complaints?"
I flinch at the look in his worried eyes. A pair of my hands then cupped his face and then kissed the lips of Bima lightning.
"There" I said while holding back a smile.
"What?"
"Still missing the same mas" After saying that I kissed her lips again. This time not just tasting, but a little tinkering and melu*matnya soft.
"Stop Bi" Mas Bima interrupted my deepening pagutan, but I ignored her. Luma*tanku is getting deeper and more intense.
Until Bima was out of breath, I just removed my lip link.
"Kok being aggressive gini the Bi?"
I know that Bima was teasing me, that's why I pressed both cheeks until her lips pursed, I quickly returned to kiss her sex lips once again.
"I don't know what aggression is, but if it's real, I'm stuck, I don't know anything about kissing"
"Have you been to the doctor yet?" asked Bima after successfully removing one hand and then grasped it.
"When it went straight to the doctor and the medicine continued, now that the medicine was over, the doctor asked me to check it after two weeks"
"Not yet, I'm waiting for you to come home"
"When do you check the doctor?"
"Two weeks away" I replied as I led Bina's hand into the pajama's arm.
Mas Bima sighed without taking her eyes off me. "Listen, Bi" he said seriously. "I know pregnant women usually have their emotions up and down, their moods are fickle, irritable, irritable, especially if their will is not followed. You feel what I said?"
"When Hana was pregnant she was irritable and offended"
"I asked Arimbi!"
My lips immediately clenched tightly, then shook with a full highlight staring at Bima mas.
"What do you mean by your head?"
Silence, I never answered.
"Arimbi!" Mas Bima sound with full emphasis
"I was upset with Gesya"
"I'm sorry why?"
"He'll keep trying to get Lala to come with Hana"
"Ok, forget that cheap lady?" mas Bima rubbed my lips.
"What did Mas say? Cheap lady?"
"Why? Do you have a more terrible nickname than that?"
I blinked holding an amused smile.
"Listen to me carefully" Mas Bima looked at me fixedly.
"Do not worry about anything, about anything, and about anyone, everything" Mas Bima said with low intonation but firmly. "Now, you are quite focused on your health and content. If anything disturbs your composure, anything that upsets your mind, tell your husband, let me know what's in your head and heart. I'll never know how you feel if you don't talk. Share everything with your husband"
"Yes"
"You should be happy and not think of anything. Pregnant women should be relaxed and calm"
"Faham" I rubbed one of his cheeks.
"Promise yes, you must confirm before, get angry, before getting jealous or before you run away from home"
"Mas, why discuss that"
"Simply remind me, baby"
A little understanding of what Bima said, I nodded, wrapped my arms around Bima's neck before we kissed.
For the umpteenth time I brushed aside my embarrassment and took the initiative to kiss her first.
Smiling to receive my kiss, after a few seconds passed Bima then reply very gently.
"It's one in the morning, we're resting"
"Yes"
"Just play it tomorrow after the dawn prayer"
"Okay, but the same hand lip don't be naughty"
"No promise" Bima's great-grandson as she raised one of her eyes.
Ignoring her ignorance, I got up and arranged a pillow, while mas Bima put on her pants and brought her towel to the bathroom. Before laying down on the mattress, the man grabbed the AC remote and set the temperature.
"I moved Lala here yes" said mas Bima. "The same parent is a child"
"Yes"
"His pillow, Lala's on the edge and you're in the middle" she said, turning the door handle and opening it to get out of the room.
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