Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
A misunderstanding...?

But the fact is, the more I tried to ignore the prophecy, the more I hoped it would come true. Not in the part of the problem I'm going to face, but in the part that I'm going to have children soon. Secretly hope that makes me more trying to get a baby, especially now I am in fertile period. My monthly cycle just finished a few days ago. So, I routinely consume milk program pregnant me, drink a variety of juices that contain high folic acid, and maintain the proper intake of nutrients that enter my body. Although unfortunately I can not prevent HansH who still continue to consume caffeine excessively. He's a coffee enthusiast.

Although demian, that does not mean easy. For, on the other hand, in the presence of HansH, I tried to cover up how I really felt, and as much as I could hold myself back so that I would not let go to talk about having children, especially when talking about the prophecy. But even so, HansH clearly realized there was a slight change in my attitude after I met Mr. Malik that night. In fact, on the way home after her delay picked me up, HansH asked me what was going on and why I was silent. He realized that there was something I was thinking. But luckily I managed to dodge. With a cliche answer: I'm fine, I said. That I was just sleepy and a little tired because on that day the restaurant visitors were quite crowded than usual.

But of course, that reason does not apply to every time, every time HansH asks. And foolishly I, no matter how much I hide my feelings, about what I really feel, I still cannot hide my secret completely in the presence of HansH. Or because HansH knows me too well? I don't know, I don't know. Really don't know. It may also be because of both: I'm a lousy, stupid, and HansH knows me too well. Clop!

"Honestly, what's wrong?" hansh asked one night, a few days after the prophecy, and it was exactly the night on which tomorrow we were obliged to fast. At that time, HansH and I were lying in bed. "Tomorrow we have started fasting. So, don't lie. It's not good, it will reduce your satisfaction. After all, lying is not a good thing, especially lying to the husband. That's disobedient, honey. Sinning."

Oh, how pinched my heart is.

"Hey? What was? Tell me. I'm your husband, I deserve to know whatever happens to you. So, please, tell me, huh? What's up?"

Glegs!

How should I start talking?

"Darling? Please, huh?"

I'm exalt.

"This..," I said hesitantly. "It's about. son."

"Still the same topic? Why?" tanyanya gently. "I told you, don't be a burden."

"I knew. But...." I'm shaking. That doubt clearly still prevents me from expressing what is now a burden in my heart.

But HansH insisted on wanting to know. "What's wrong? Share with me. Share your burden with me. Don't torture yourself. Please, I beg for your burden with me."

I'm throats. "I know, as a couple, we should share. But I'm afraid I'll offend you if I speak the truth."

HansH's eyes closed for a moment. He clearly feels burdened now. Even sounding clear to me, he heaved a heavy sigh. "I promise, I'll understand everything. So, say. Tell me whatever it is. Hmm?"

Again. I'm nodding. "Alright if you insist. I'll let. Emm... I don't know why I feel. If you're actually covering something from me."

"meaning? I don't get it. About what are you talking about?"

Now it was my turn to take a deep breath, and to cleared my throat slowly. "Just get to the point, I feel like you're not enthusiastic every time I talk to you about a child. Not even once? Why?"

"Darling...."

"What's the reason?"

"You're just-"

"There's a reason, right?" cut me. "What are you...? You don't want us to have children?"

Hansh. "It's not so, honey. You just misunderstood."

"Misunderstand me?"

"No. More precisely...."

"What?"

"I mean.it's just your feelings. You don't think I'm enthusiastic, do you? Well, it's just because of your thinking. That's not true."

"You sure? So I just misunderstood?"

"Em."

"So?"

"What?"

"You want us to have children?"

"Yes. Sure do. Of course I want to."

"But?" I looked at HansH in full probing, obviously I saw the dishonesty from his eyes.

"Nothing but. Please don't make this a burden. That's all."

No. gabe. It's not clear. "I mean like this, My HansH, I don't make the child a burden at all. I enjoy. But it is precisely your disobedience that is a burden to me. How you evaded. The way you respond to the usual, just not at all enthusiastic in my opinion, it is a burden. I feel like you're covering something up for me."

Oh, my throat hurts.

"What are you keeping from me?"

HansH nodded. "You just misunderstood? Okay well? Throw away those negative thoughts."

"You sure?"

"Related."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously, dear."

"alright. I will try to believe that my thoughts have been wrong all this time. So," I said, hesitatingly, I grabbed HansH's hand, pulled him up and placed him on my belly skin. "Say that you want my son. Without, without any consideration. I really won't be burdened. Please, I beg you to say that you want a child born from my womb. Say it as your prayer and hope. You willing?"

HansH. Assented. But unfortunately I still feel as if there is a heavy burden, like a sense of reluctance when HansH complies with my wishes.

"I want a child from you, baby. My children, a baby born of our holy love," HansH said to the reverence as he gently stroked his palms around my belly and around my waist.

My tears are pooling. "Kiss my stomach" I asked. "Please say that there is a seed that grows in my womb. Suppose the reality has not been, or has been, perhaps, your attention will make our prospective children eager to fight."

HansH smiled. I realized his eyes were the same as mine. I rubbed my stomach skin once more, and then kissed my stomach with all my feelings.

"Thank you, My HansH. I trust you. Now hug me, please...."

Fulfilled. We both hugged each other tightly. "Darling?"

"Emm?"

He showed his best smile, precisely a silly grin. "You know, instead of talking about this a lot, it's it, it's better that's a lot of the process, right? Yuk, process now?"

Aaaah. He could most take my mind off.

Thank you, Lord. Now I believe my mind has been wrong all along. I believe that HansH also wanted a child to perfect our love. Thank ye. I love you, My HansH. Ilove you....