Missing Room
Episode 89

I looked at myself in the mirror. My body that grew fat after giving birth is now gradually returning to its original weight.

I looked closely, and found that there was a slight difference in the pelvis and the rest of my body becoming more and more insane. When people call it propositional.

I didn't expect this. Though I used to be small and thin, plus when pregnant to my two children my body is like someone who suffered from hunger pusung because so thin. But when the pregnancy entered the age of seven months, my body weight increased which when the doctor said it happened because of my mood and my diet is well maintained.

So at that time the doctor allowed me to give birth normally even with various considerations and other examination requirements that must be met.

This time my eyes were fixed on the lower part of my stomach, the former cross-section of the fault when I gave birth to Aqila first. It looks faint and so obvious when looked at more closely.

"Why don't you get dressed, the kids are waiting downstairs."

The voice of Mas Pras was heard along with the closing of the door. From the reflection of the mirror I could see him coming towards me, watching closely then he turned my body to face him.

"Why is his body seen like that? Is there something weird?" he said he noticed the part of my body that was only covered with underwear.

"According to Mas?" I said asking her for her opinion. Because honestly now I am no longer shy if I have to wear clothes in front of him and vice versa.

Mas Pras clucked. "People are just worried, if you don't wear clothes, it'll catch a cold."

I smiled wryly. "I said what was answered!" grumbling.

Mas Pras chuckled and after his laughter subsided a little he said, "Beautiful."

And that one word instantly made my cheek heat up. My heart beats because he looks at me with different eyes. To divert my nervousness immediately I ran my eyes staring in the other direction with one hand moving to slip a pinch of hair behind my ear.

From the tail of my eyes I can see Mas Pras stalling a smile. "Mas likes you like this" he said, pulling my chin. "So why did you just sit in front of the mirror and never wear clothes?"

I'm the one who subdued the spotlight

Mas Pras nodded. "There are many advanced methods to disguise and remove the marks. Tomorrow we see the Dewi doctor for a consultation," he said, which made me look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"Why?" tanyanya asked me the expression of my face.

I also shook my head. "Let it be like this. This is the sign of my love and my struggle for the birth of your baby, Mas."

Pras can't hide his smile. "alright. I can do anything other than obey you," he said with both hands moving turned to grip on my waist and the look of his eyes remained glued to my bead.

"If this is the case, when do we go?" I said who responded to his treatment. Because we were planning to go to my parents' house and bring our two children.

"Mas misses you" he said.

I smile, and I know what that miss means. For forty days he had managed to hold back his desires. And if this count is nearly two months old, he hasn't touched me at all.

"But we have to go now. Kak Andri's wife-to-be is afraid that she will come soon," I reminded her, and rather I wanted to see her expression of disappointment because her longing was delayed again.

And sure enough, now Mas Pras seemed to sigh in disappointment.

I who could not help but smile now on my tiptoes and then whispered in his ear, "Mas calm there is still time."

The highlight of his eyes turned narrowed, staring intently at me and half aghast Mas Pras suddenly kissed the heat of my lips. "Now put on your shirt. Mas will bill you later your promise," he said who then moved to go towards the door.

To be Continue

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