My ex-President My Husband
MPS 2: Arrival of Nayla.

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It was seen that the infusion hose had drained fluid into Alika's body. The woman was found when she was about to fall and was unconscious by her husband. Luckily Bilmar arrived on time, otherwise Alika would have fallen to the floor and probably lost her baby. Alika is currently in the hospital room. Bilmar still holds Alika in the patient's bed.

"I'm going home, Bill..." Alika kept whining. He tugged at the sleeves of Bilmar's clothes who was still staring at him.

"Here first yes. Your doctor says you lack fluids because you keep vomiting, no food comes in either." Answer Bilmar.

"How do you know Ammar, Maura and Girl? I also have to go to Ammar!" Sickest grandchildren.

Bilmar sighed as he thought back. He was confused, on the one hand his wife was sick and said the doctor did have to be treated for approximately 2-3 days. But on the other hand, there are their children at home who must be guarded. How Bilmar can divide his time and himself to keep them at the same time, especially he is being busy with various important meetings in EG.

Just now he wanted to open his voice to give an idea, Alika first interrupted.

"I don't want children to be taken to the Hospital, Bill's danger, afraid of getting sick!"

"At least, can you take care of them if I stay here??"

Bilmar was silent, he could not answer anything. What his wife says is always right.

"But there is, Bin---"

Alika cuts fast. "If there's a regular Binar, I'm worried. Where can he take care of three children at once, take care of girls are still learning."

"Maura is hard to eat, must be bribed. Ammar also if you have to slow down, the child is easily choked. Not to mention girls if everywhere should be carried, they must cry nangis nyariin me..."

"I'm not healthy here either, because my mind keeps thinking about them, baby..." Alika softened her voice. "Can I go home? I was taken care of at home, and I took care of them, how?" Alika again seduced her husband.

"But you and the twins also need a break, Al! You keep vomiting.." Bilmar's face continued to expand in anxiety.

"Rest at home..." Alika kept forcing her will.

Bilmar again circulated his gaze to the side of the treatment room. Thinking back to finding the best way, but still he did not have the right reason to refuse.

Although with all the compulsion finally Bilmar nodded slowly. He agreed to his wife's request. Bilmar goes back to see the doctor to allow Alika to go home on her own request.

Alika also knows she is currently weak, weak and unhealthy. But she is a mother, a mother who will always put the interests of her children first. Although she is currently sick because she is pregnant with their twins.

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"Not to be carried, Bil. I walk aja. Not too weak..."

"Yes, slow down!" Bilmar continues to rub Alika's body to get out of the car.

Not only had his second step reached the doorstep, they were already startled by Maura's loud cry. The girl called her mother. It sounded as if Binara was trying to calm her nephew.

"Don't cry anymore, baby, Mama's coming home!" Binara carried Maura, but the boy continued to cry and thrash.

"Assalammuallaicum..." The voice that Maura was waiting for finally appeared. Make the boy come straight down from Binara's sling.

"MAMA!!" Excitement tight. He ran towards Alika. Before the boy hit the Mama, Bilmar first caught Maura and carried her. Bilmar knew that the boy would definitely ask his wife for a sling.

"Don't want Pah, I want her with Mama...Ma.." Maura continued to stick out both hands to be grabbed by the mother.

"It's okay, Bill. Here's Mama, baby.."

"Don't, Al! You're still limp!" Bilmar said firmly, then he turned towards Binar who was still looking at them.

"Binu. Please take Alika to the room!"

"I forced my way home, Bin. I'm worried about the kids."

"Well, carry Mah.." Maura still wants to get off Bilmar's sling. But Bilmar's power is too strong to fight.

"Yes son, it's the same Mama.."

"Al?" Bilmar shook his head. Then he looked at Maura. "If Maura asks for a hold, Papa will lock up in the room, will you??" At once Maura stopped crying, she lowered her head. The boy was afraid to see that Papa had given him an ultimatum.

"Don't do it, Bill. You're overreacting, I wouldn't be dead if I just carried Maura!"

"So you're against me?"

"Yes I don't argue! But you are just outrageous, the time is just a sling can not! Until you want to catch all the kids!"

Alika ventured to speak in a high tone to her husband. Staring at Bilmar's face with an annoyed look. Bilmar also received Alika's gaze with a face that was no less emotional.

"Lebay knows!" Alika clucked lazily.

"Where's Lebay from??" Bilmar's tone sounded higher. "I am this way for you too! Make our baby too! What's so hard to pull off?" Bilmar is getting emotional.

Hearing Bilmar and Alika noisily, Maura cried again. The child was shocked as both of his parents spoke in a loud tone.

"Well, why fight!" Binara broke them. "here, Son. Same auntie yeah.." Binara grabbed Maura's body to carry it. "If you want to fight do not in front of the child dong! Look at my son too scared look at you!!" Binara pointed at the girl who was still gawking looking towards them from the living room sofa.

"You have four children, you're still a rich kid! There is no adult!" Binara kept clucking then she embraced Alika to be taken to sit on the sofa.

Both of Alika's eyes looked teary. Already limp body plus again just a trivial problem, which makes him have to fuss with her husband. For some reason, as long as Bilmar knew Alika was pregnant with twins, feelings of fear, anxiety, anxiety and worry continued to coalesce in her body. Always instinct is not good to surround in the mind of Bilmar.

What's gonna happen?

Bilmar rubbed his face up to his hair violently. Then put both hands on her waist. Spitting out a long sigh to let out all the burdens with his head down.

Just now Alika and Binar were sitting on the sofa, he turned his head again when there was another voice saying greetings on the doorstep.

Bilmar turned and Binar stood up. They were both flabbergasted by the arrival of a familiar woman in their lives.

"Asslammualaflirt.." Greetings again when he saw everyone just silently not answering greetings from him.

"Nayla?" Bilmar. When he saw the woman in the doorway of his house.

"Who, Bin?" Alika asked Binar who was still standing to see the steps of the woman inside.

"How are you, Brother Bilmar?" He asked while bowing his body to kiss the back of Bilmar's hand.

He smiled at Alika and Binara. Binara only gave a thin smile to him, while Alika was still gawking at him.

"Can Nayla come in, sister?" His voice reawakened Bilmar's daydream. The man quickly nodded and nodded.

"Let's go in Nay.." Bilmar took Nayla's step towards the living room sofa which is currently also being occupied by his wife and sister-in-law.

"Nayla this is my wife, her name is Alika..." Bilmar invited them to meet.

"I'm Nayla, Brother.."

"...Alika's."

They shake hands with each other.

Bilmar sat next to his wife. Nayla sits on the single sofa.

"Bin, please bring Maura and Girl first to the room!" Billmar told his brother-in-law.

"Yes Brother." Binara carried the two children back and was taken into their bedroom.

Alika was still staring at Bilmar with a strange look. He felt like there would be an important discussion between them. Nayla continued to smile towards Alika and Bilmar, but was different from Bilmar. The man's face looked worried, he kept silent. Confused about wanting to start the beginning of the conversation from where, he continued to turn his head towards Alika.

"How Brother?" Nayla broke the silence by opening her voice first.

Alika who was still staring at Nayla immediately turned her gaze towards the husband. Staring straight and sharp, like there was a conversation that had happened before between Nayla and Bilmar.

"What's this?" Alika immediately turned to look at Nayla back. "Who are you? What's important to talk about??"

The pregnant woman needs an explanation of who Nayla is and what her goal is. Why does Bilmar look riled up and agitated. He knew for sure after this, his wife would sulk, cry and be very disappointed in him.

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