My ex-President My Husband
MPS 2: Desire Alika

It looks like the man who will be 31 years old next month, several times wiping his sweat that was pouring soaked his temples. Since the room is currently hot, the AC is not on.

Bilmar was still standing with a focused gaze forward staring at the builders who were working to paint the walls of their children's rooms. Maura and Ammar's room is currently broken down to make one door that can be accessed directly to Alika and Bilmar's room.

Bilmar's mind is far ahead. He imagined his wife would be tired of having to wake up in the middle of the night to look after their three babies, do not forget Ammar. The boy is still considered a baby. Therefore he provides the easiest alternative like this, so that he and his wife can be efficient in caring for their children.

"Which part here, what color is it sir? Stayed same?" ask the builder.

"Just like that."

The builder nodded and went back to work according to Bilmar's instructions. Their children's rooms are 85% complete. A line of furniture needed for the twins is available. Bilmar designed his own to the furniture store with teak wood carvings that are fantastic prices.

Two baby boxes have been perched next to the Ammar box there. Clothes, hats, socks and all the necessities for Bilka and Abrar are neatly arranged in their respective closets. Various toys of boys and a bunch of dolls are already on display there.

"Darling..ayo drink first!" Alika came to him. Bilmar smiled and looked. He also downed the sweet drink directly into his throat without rest. Having already lost his thirst, he embraced his wife's shoulder to invite her out of the room.

"This is the smell of paint baby, you'll be nauseous!"

Alika nodded and kept walking in her husband's footsteps. By the way, the current age of Alika content has entered the age of 8 months. Bilmar hopes that Alika will give birth to Bilka and Abrar right in the month of his birth. Ask again if God allows twins they can be born on the same date as the birthday of Bilmar.

Alika's navel is increasingly visible due to her growing abdominal thrust. According to the doctor's examination two weeks ago regarding the condition of their child. Doctors say Bilka and Abrar's condition is safe.

Amniotic fluid is also still said to be good and enough, although Abrar's body weight is not too much to increase, even though Bilka's weight always rises drastically. Abrar is a donor baby.

"You want to eat? I'll get you, will you?" Alika wiped the sweat on Bilmar's face with her palm.

"Later on, I'm not hungry." Bilmar still holds his wife's hand to take to the sofa.

Alika would always ask her husband three hours. Because two days ago Bilmar had to go to the ER Hospital because his ulcer that had been acute just relapsed. Doctor Bilmar said he should not be late to eat, or maybe not just late but the intake of food that enters his stomach is only a little.

Bilmar is still unable to make peace with the healthy foods that have accompanied him for 5 months, from the knowledge that Alika experienced signs of preclampsia. What a precious sacrifice and struggle.

Bilmar leaned himself on the back of the sofa while slowly breathing out. He looks tired, even though his job is just looking at the handyman.

"Bill?"

"Hemm..why dear?" Bilmar plays the tip of Alika's hair.

The pregnant woman was forced to cut her hair with a Bob model or like the hair of the dora the explorer. Because all day he kept sweating causing rage in every curve of his body. With the hairstyle now makes itself light and fresh. I don't know why Bilmar prefers the appearance of his current wife.

Alika's cheeks that gradually contain very funny if combined with a hairstyle like that. He looks cute and adorable. Her face that Baby Face makes Alika never old, she even looks like a sister who is far-off with Bilmar, if they are on a road together.

"I'll check with the Ophthalmologist, Bil. Lately my eyes have been blurry---"

"Well, how?" Bilmar straightened his body, tilting his position slightly to look at his wife's two eyeballs. It's like investigating what's going on in there.

"I'm not a cataract, Bil. There are no white spots in my eyes! I'm just blurry."

Bilmar's sigh disappeared even though he was still worried. "Is it time for you to wear glasses, Al?"

"Perhaps, yes-" replied Alika.

"Yes, he is now going to his doctor. Let's not be curious!"

Like Bilmar, he did not want to be tormented with curiosity. She is afraid that the problem with Alika's eyes has something to do with her current pregnancy.

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"From my examination results, both of my eyes are still within normal limits. There are no abnormalities, but because now you are pregnant. I became suspicious of something." Said the Ophthalmologist to Alika and Bilmar who rounded his eyes to be perfectly round. Anxious rails again whispered their faces.

"Surprisingly, Doc?" Bilmar repeated the remark into a back question.

The doctor nodded and looked back at Alika's medical record file. He found Nurse writing the number 150/90 as a measure of Alika's blood pressure there.

"Already, Doc. Even two weeks ago we just got control and the doctor said my blood pressure was back to normal." Answer Alika. Far from next to him, there was a sad look from Bilmar. His face was dim when his wife was said to be insecure.

"It could be blurry that feels in Mom's eyes because her blood pressure is high. I'm afraid these are signs of preclampsia, ma'am. Mommy should be careful. Maintain a diet, can not be tired and another one-Don't mind a lot!"

Such was the speech of the Eye Doctor who was still imagined in Bilmar's mind now. Although he was driving with a straight forward gaze, but his heart still breezed buana everywhere. The man was again agitated and worried. Must be how else to maintain the condition of Alika so that her blood pressure is always within normal limits.

"Darling..." The call made Bilmar remove his reverie. The man lowered his left hand to grab Alika's hand, then grabbed and placed it on her thigh.

"Yes baby?" ask Bilmar.

"Are you mad at me, Bil?"

Bilmar's eyebrows are tied to each other. "angry? Why the hell?" Bilmar covered his anxiety, he did not want Alika's heart to be gamang.

"That's....." There's a little pause. "Because of my unstable blood pressure-" replied Alika slowly who was endlessly overwhelmed with fret.

"I'm not angry, Al. It's beyond our means!"

"But all this time I've been keeping my diet and my rest, Bil... Why is my lens still going up?" His voice sounded like someone who wanted to cry. He was afraid that Bilmar would blame him. Alika felt sorry if the efforts of Bilmar accompanied her to maintain the diet, there was no result.

"What about your mind? Is anyone bothering you?"

Exactly, Bilmar's question is now the only prefix to reveal the incongruity that his wife has felt, but Alika is still not sure to tell it to the husband.

Seeing that Alika was silent, Bilmar spoke again.

"Al?"

"Yes, Bill."

"Don't you answer my question?"

"..There is something I am thinking about."

"That's it..." Bilmar interrupted quickly. "There problem? Why don't you tell me?"

"It's no problem, Bill. Because I'm still not sure what the story is, I can't interpret it-" yet"

"What are you interpreting, baby?"

"No, Bill. We drink young coconut water? I think it's good to tell a story?" Alika laughed thinly while continuing to rub her distended stomach when it was felt that her two children were moving actively.

"Bilka and Abrar want to, what?" Connect again.

"Let's find it around the road, yeah..." Bilmar.

"But I want to drink young coconut water in Purwakarta, Bil. Looking at the fountain." Pinta Alika with a casual speech.

Bilmar gawked, looking at his wife who was still staring at him with hope. He looked at the watch attached to his wrist, it seemed like there was still time to set off from now. They will not return home to Jakarta.

If possible, stick the flag on the top of the mountain only, will Bilmar do. If it becomes a request Alika who is craving, but of course it will never happen. Let alone to climb the mountain, just ride the Exclator Bilmar very nervous, not strange, because the man is very phobic about height.

But because Alika's request is only like this. He also gladly accepted it. Moreover, just splitting the road to dart towards Purwakarta district, he would definitely do it very voluntarily.

"Yes, you've already told Bik Minah yes, let her be the same Maura also not nyariin us."

"Yes baby..."

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