Marrying the Driver's Child

Marrying the Driver's Child
MAS2 CHAPTER 39


Arsen brought the four different tools to the bathroom, fortunately the cup filled with urine that I had not thrown away, because I had guessed what Arsen would do.


I dipped the test kit in a cup, then Arsen waited for the change. Before long, all of the tools showed positive results, and Arsen immediately hugged me.


"Finally, our hard work paid off, dear," said Arsen who then peeked at my left cheek.


“Yes, I'll be Mommy, and you'll be Daddy." I returned Arsen's embrace with my left hand, then my right hand rubbed my stomach.


Arsen removed his embrace from my body, then he crouched down in front of my stomach.


"Thank you for coming and being a special gift on Daddy's birthday, baby." Arsen kissed my flat stomach, then pressed his face and hugged me back.


"Dad, we're hungry!" whining me while rubbing Arsen's hair.


"Honey, be patient for a while, later if it is ripe must be ushered here," he replied still continue to stick the face on my stomach.


Arsen was unceasingly kissing my stomach. He looks very happy. His dream of becoming a father will soon come true with the fruit of our love.


"When do you want to stand like this?" I asked while rubbing Arsen's face.


"Oh yeah, sorry, honey. You want me to flirt?"


I nodded and finally Arsen led me to sleep in bed, and Arsen started massaging my legs.


It is also good to be pregnant.


"Later to call Doctor Nayla, I have to make sure what food you can and cannot eat" Arsen said, massaging my feet.


“Iya, Darling. Tomorrow we go home, right?”


“Iya, but still we have to consult first, Darling.”


It looks like Arsen is going to be a possessive husband because of my pregnancy. Unfortunately mommy, don't nakalin mommy ya!


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After waiting for a long time, our food finally arrived, and Arsen immediately bribed me with food brought by the hotel staff.


“You must eat a lot, because now you eat for two.” Arsen continued to give advice, like Oma who always nags in every way.


Waitaminute! If Oma knew I was pregnant, it would be worse.


“Honey, don't tell anyone first if I'm pregnant,” I said. Arsen looked at me with a strange look.


“Why?”


Arsen's countenance changed, as if he didn't like my suggestion.


I became annoyed at the thought of my life being restrained from getting pregnant.


“Em, okay, later we ask the doctors, yes.” Arsen started seducing me, he grabbed my hand and kissed me.


I'm the Baperan, just kissed his hand is gone.


“You have arranged thesis, not every day to campus right? Focus on your pregnancy yes.”


“You didn't tell me to take a leave, did you? My script is in front of my eyes. I want as soon as graduation, so I can focus on taking care of the child later.”


“Iya, Darling. I will help you with the script,” said Arsen who made me very happy.


This is what I like, having a smart husband should be used, right?


“Still, Dear. Seneng has a pinter. Hope our son will be sinter like his Daddy.”


Asen simply smiled and returned to bribe me. Until finally, my phone rang Who called this early in the morning?


Arsen grabbed my phone, then gave it to me.


“Dera.”


The dera? What's he calling? Tumben once!


“Ya, hello!”


“Kim, you're at Papa's resort right?”


“Iya, why Ra?”


“I'm also here, Kim. You don't want to see sunrise, yuk together, later breakfast together also.”


Dera here too, are they also honeymoon huh?


♥️♥️♥️


...Yes dong, the Dera wants to know the Juna. You're Kim who knows the lollipop....


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