My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTER 243. Unpatient (Waiting)
"See what?"
Reyhans realizes Gian is now calmer than usual, a little weird but better. Sempok thinks that Gian is sick, but it doesn't seem like it. His faint smile could explain that he was now happy.
"My son, pretty right?"
Gian showed a photo of the baby ultrasound results in the womb of his wife. No wonder, that sheet can make anyone so happy. And Reyhans applauded his superior.
"Hm, beautiful," replied Reyhans, although he himself could not see the beauty of the baby candidate, in order to minimize the problem he chose to say Gian.
"Don't be long, later you love," he said pulling back the small sheet, when he was already good, suddenly changed back to the original.
"I already have Evany," said Reyhans tried to reply Gian, although he knew it would all be free.
"But Evany can't have a love like this."
Damn it, he could have said that to Reyhans. Evany obviously can't, little kids understand this too. It feels like Reyhans immediately out of this room, but given Gian had asked Reyhans to stay in the room until later home made him choose to be patient longer.
"Ck, yes obviously I can't, I haven't even touched it yet .. you crazy son of a bitch," Reyhans chirped.
"Hahh touch it, Rey .. The breed is not as difficult as you imagine," he said without feeling guilty.
"You want me to be beheaded by his father?" Reyhans is upset that Gian is now making it a joke.
"It won't happen if you marry well, unless you ask her to fornicate, repent, Reyhans."
His advice is indeed very good, but somehow Reyhans actually intends to hit his head right now.
"I didn't do it, Gian, stop accusing me of anything."
"Huh? Ls i? Since when have you been a good man, Reyhans?" His eyes were perfectly rounded, as if surprised to hear Reyhans reply.
"Indeed I'm good, don't equate me with you, Gian," he chirped at the point of diminishing patience.
"Damn you, just relax, isn't your secret safe with me? It's only natural, you and Evany are both grown-ups."
"As far as you go, Gian."
Reyhans explained that he had done nothing with Evany. But Gian still thinks they are that crazy, as if they were all the same as him.
"Radha, is it better?" reyhans asked, tired of him if Gian continued to talk about him.
"Lumayan, he was just tired .. objection body," he replied sounding original but serious, Reyhans who usually does not laugh easily now he can not help himself, this is too funny for him.
"Thank God." Reyhans was also grateful when he heard the news, after Radha had not felt well and made a big family scene because Gian thought his wife was going to give birth, now everything seems fine.
"Hm, when my son was born, Rey .. I can't wait," he lamented, it's been many times just that Gian said, even if you can take action immediately, he said, his mind was focused only on babies and babies.
"Patience, Gian .. wait a minute, I don't think you want your son to be okay" Reyhans explained for the umpteenth time, somehow Gian's intelligence seems completely lost since marriage and become a prospective father for his son.
"I want to hug her, sleep next to her, ah it must be fun."
Can Gian catch how valuable the child is to him, because every thing related to his son Gian will turn out like this, his eyes can not lie if it is waiting for those days.
"Quickly and exactly," Reyhans insisted briefly and got a nod from Gian.
He will wait patiently, Reyhans answer just like his mother. Although he knows, 2 months is not a short time if for ordinary time, but it will feel long if he waits for the birth of his child.
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Home, home becomes a goal. Gian doesn't want to postpone the trip. The longing for the most valuable woman seems to be unstoppable, but only a few hours apart.
"Which zura, Ma?"
"Sleep, tired as it is."
Jelita answered her potluck, before Radha said that she was a little tired. It is natural that Radha, even though all she does is eat and water her favorite plants.
"Racid?"
"Hm, sana samperin .. earlier it starts when you go home," said Jelita who made Gian flowered, his smile rose and now passed immediately after forcefully pecking the cheek of the mother.
"Oh my God, why is my son like this?" Jelita stroked his chest, his face felt a little damp because Gian deliberately licked it, indeed his son often did so.
With long steps, Gian headed for his room. Opening the room door slowly is afraid that his wife will be asleep, although in fact Gian does not like if his wife sleeps this afternoon.
"He slept so again."
Staring at his wife who was lying on the floor and the legs that he deliberately lifted to the bed Gian could only smile while shaking slowly.
Indeed, the place Radha likes the most, and all Gian can do is try to lift his wife's body slowly so as not to wake up, because Gian can not be denied still afraid if his wife caught wind.
"Weight too." Gian biting his lips, Radha weight is quite different from before, but with the increase in weight of his wife, Gian actually felt successful as a husband.
Just as his body touched the soft bed, Radha opened her eyes slowly, realizing that she was no longer in the most comfortable place, and the face of the man he had longed for was now clearly in front of him.
"Just come home?" radha asked in her sleepy voice.
"Yes, you're disturbing your sleep?" asked Gian gently, the look in his wife's eyes can explain if he was very tired.
"No, why did he come home so long?"
"old? Brother went home as usual, Ra ... You wait?"
Also lay his body beside the wife, with clothes that are still attached perfectly. Gian felt the comfort he could not get anywhere.
"Yes wait, my feet are at the end of the table, sick."
Wanting to be angry, but Radha's pitiful face made her laugh. Radha has not complained for a long time, and now he complains because of that, really his wife is really making opium.
"ill? Where's it trying to look." Gian sat down and now looked at the fingers that Radha meant, it was a little worrying, and now Gian bit his lips because he felt a sudden pain.
"Dear, why is this? you about the desk or what?" Previously he only suspected if Radha's legs were only slightly injured, but if seen now Gian felt the pain as well.
"Not intentionally, Brother also why his table was shifted there semalem, my legs are affected." Seeming to be the most persecuted victim, Radha blames all for her husband's actions.
"But you asked Brother to move his desk, honey, you don't see the way, Ra." Gian rubbed his neck, suddenly thirsty like this.
"But blame me, I'm the victim here." Staring guts Gian, because for him remains wrong Gian.
"Yes, no mistaking .. later the sister moved in yes table, don't be angry." Gian calms the wife down, not wanting their debate to make Radha's mood worse.
"Sick to know," he said surprised because Gian carelessly touched his wound.
"Yes sorry, Brother didn't accidentally .. but it didn't fall, did it, honey?" asked Gian to make sure, afraid if his wife experienced anything serious.
"No, why? You expect me to do that? Wicked to be a husband." Staring at Gian getting sharper, she misses Gian but when her husband comes home it sucks.
"Oh my God, Zura ... Brother is just afraid, not hoping," he said with bated breath, really sometimes Gian just remembers Reyhans if at this time, what might be karma because he was a little annoying, he thought.
"Au ah, medicine dung .. please yes," Pinta Radha now turned sweet, somehow his wife was able to change the mood so quickly.
"Hm, wait here, don't move a lot if you don't want the nails removed."
"Curl?"
"No, who is that."
Tbc