Mr. Arga's wife
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Marcel looked out of the bathroom with his fresh face. They had a relationship last night until the early hours of this day. She rubbed her wet hair.

"Why you, baby?" Marcel asked, looking at Orin's slightly pale and pain-resistant face.

"It's okay but my stomach is a little uncomfortable!" Reveal the wife who is still sheltering under a blanket that still wraps her half naked body. How not since last night Marcel did not allow Orin to return to his sleeping pajamas. Perhaps if Orin did not reason to be cold, the woman was also not allowed to wear her underwear.

"Is it really painful?" He asked again now he was sitting next to his wife who was leaning his back on the hardboard of the bed.

"Sometimes it hurts a lot but it suddenly just goes away!" Orin complained while holding his stomach which sometimes felt cramping.

"Where are you going?" Marcel asked as he watched Orin slide his body to the side and open the blanket that wrapped around his body. Marcel gulped his saliva painstakingly looking at Orin's body wearing only his underwear. No. gabe. He immediately shook his head, dispelling the thought of wanting to touch his wife's body again. He may be perverted when his wife is in pain.

"Awh...!" He felt a tremendous pain in his lower abdomen.

"Darling why?" Marcel asked frantically looking at Orin who was grimacing while holding his distended stomach.

"S-sick!"

"ill? Which side? Don't you give birth?" Marcel asked repeatedly to make Orin's head more dizzy. How not he held his stomach that hurt and then heard the babble from the husband.

"I don't know but it hurts so much!" The answer was then back to sit on the edge of the bed with Marcel now sitting on the floor.

"Yes, you will soon give birth!" Marcel speculates himself as a gynecologist.

Suddenly the man ran into the wardrobe and opened it. For a moment he was silent in front of the closet whose door was all open. Then back again to his wife who was now sweating as big as corn kernels.

"Darling to know why, I forgot what to do when you were about to give birth!" The thirty-two-year-old man. Though previously they had taken a pregnant class together where at that time the instructor directed the prospective parents to be alert when going to give birth, especially the husband whose existence is of course also very influential.

"Get me a shirt, baby!" The first commandment Orin gave to Marcel. At a time like this she would not have her husband take the initiative on his own so that she could later give birth at home.

While Marcel himself swiftly picked up Orin's clothes, a dress he had picked up originally in the closet. After taking the dress Marcel immediately put it on his wife.

"Now get the bag in the bottom closet, then put it in the car!" Marcel immediately did as Orin commanded. Just as his feet stepped out of the room, the voice of the wife was in pain. Thrown the bag that he had brought in any direction and then went back into the room.

"Darling why? His stomach hurts a lot, doesn't it?" He said then without thinking for a long time he immediately carried Orin's body to immediately get into the car and go to the hospital. This is the first time Marcel has accompanied his wife to give birth, of course he is very nervous not playing.

"Down me!" Orin's orders when they arrived in the living room.

"Why else, baby? You're in pain I can't just ignore it!"

"The problem is missed, baby!"

"Later I'll pick it up again, now the most important thing is that you get in the car first!" He said he then got his wife back in the car. Because today is a weekend, of course, in their house only consists of two people, himself and his wife. Because Marcel wants to feel the quality time with his wife when on the weekend.

After bringing his wife inside, Marcel re-entered his house to pick up a bag containing the little guy's clothes and other needs that they had prepared a week ago. He immediately ran back into his car and was about to start the engine if Orin did not reinstruct it.

"Darling are you going to the hospital like this?" Tanya Orin observed the husband from top to bottom.

"What's wrong with deng-! Oh my God!" He strangled after looking back at what he was wearing. Marcel had just finished his bath of course he was still wearing shorts and bare-chested of course.

Marcel immediately went back into the house to change his clothes while Orin was constantly laughing at the behavior of her husband. At least he was more relaxed at the moment even though his stomach was still aching. At least she was ready to give birth.