My Son Is My Strength
Accompanying Wife

The morning sunlight infiltrated through the cracks of the room, all residents of the house have died soft beds each.

Azzam is now sitting neatly on the dining table with his school uniform, his mother passed by nimbly preparing food in the aid of their maid Bi Minah.

Now the food has been served at the dining table, just waiting for Bian who is still in the room.

"Honey, call papa let us have breakfast together." Arini told the boy who nodded with his obedience.

"Ready, Mah." Azzam stepped down from his chair to the second floor of his parents' room.

Azzam had not stepped on the stairs, now his father showed the trunk of his nose. Uh, but why does his papa look like that. Azzam's gaze implied confusion.

Bian came down the stairs with his lazy, pale face after meditating in the bathroom due to his nausea routine, couvade syndrome still whack. Making his mood this morning suddenly down, he set aside his suit on the right shoulder with a briefcase on the left hand, his shirt he had not put in his pants and his tie was not yet attached, just hanging it around his neck.

"Papa why? It hurt?" azzam asked a little worriedly looking at the pale face of his papa.

Bian shook his head in response to his son's question, he rubbed his head gently. Sometimes ignorant children irritate, sometimes this kind of attention makes him touched.

"Eh, how come Papa's eyes are glazed?" tanyanya saw the eyes of the papa crystallized in a puddle of tears.

"Oh, shitt." Bian cusses in the liver, this pregnancy hormone makes him overwhelmed.

"Father if you want to cry, cry. If it hurts, just say it. Don't be so strong." Azzam said in an adult tone, the look on his face could not be interpreted, between worry and demeaning.

Bian twirled his eyes, just touched by his attention, now his son is back annoying.

"Yes, now let's eat." The boy grabbed his papa's firm hand to hold onto the dining table, fearing that his papa would fall. "Your mother has prepared breakfast from earlier, keep telling me to call Papa." he continued.

Arriving at the dinner table, Bian immediately sought attention to his wife. He reported that he had just experienced nausea as usual morning, and he was exaggerated by complaining of dizziness, but did not.

Arini saw her husband's pale face, making her heartless but unable to do anything to heal. Because it cannot be cured, it can only wait as the pregnancy progresses. And now she could only rub her husband's face gently, hoping for strength to flow there.

Let me enjoy with a sheet smile without embarrassment to the child, make Azzam annoyed, and now he who twisted his eyes.

Seeing that made Bian smile mysteriously, he continued to seek attention on his wife. Ask him to get his favorite menu, and Azzam to take his own food.

"Well, bole—”

"Dear that too."

Just as Azzam called his mother to fetch some food away from him, the father suddenly cut him off.

The boy puffed his cheeks pouting, Bian gave a slanted smile. Azzam was upset to see his smile and was replied by Bian by sticking out his tongue.

"Well, Papa." Adu Azzam could not take it anymore.

"Mas, don't prank your son" said Arini.

"Good, baby." Bian replied with a sweet, sinless smile.

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"Same Papa be careful on the road." Azzam kissed his parents' hands. Today he was delivered by both.

"Enjoy your day, boy." he said, Azzam again nodded his head assuring his father's words.

"Dah..., later do not forget to tell Azzam the state of his baby." The boy ran in waving his hands because the bell had rung. Arini waved back with a smile.

Today was her schedule for checking up on the womb, she almost forgot if her husband did not remind her earlier. His focus was too much on his company, Alvaro Group, which he again took over, as his younger brother Arumi was busy preparing for his marriage to Rangga. And this is also what makes her husband's spirit rise to wear his clothes properly.

Bian certainly will not let his wife go check up his own womb, it is enough he missed the body of his first child flowers alone. And moreover, his wife had now started to return to work in the office, he decided to accompany, fearing his wife was exhausted.

They arrived at the hospital, precisely the obstetrician's practice room. Arini and Bian sat in a chair that had been prepared by facing the obstetrician directly.

"For Ms. Arini, check up for a second visit, Mom?" ask the doctor.

"Yes, doctor." Answer Arini.

"Are there any complaints during pregnancy?" ask the doctor again, noting something on paper.

Arini also shared some of the complaints she had and those experienced by her husband. The doctor nodded then began to do several examinations, began a physical examination with measurements of body weight, blood pressure, and then continued with other examinations, and finally the doctor recorded some vitamins on a paper cup to be penetrated in the administration.

After understanding the explanation of the doctor both came out and did not forget to make up for some vitamins that the doctor had prescribed.

"Dear you went to the office?" bian asked once again, it seemed like he did not allow his wife to work again in the office.

"Yes, you take me first." Anguk Arini's.

Bian sighed, his wife's decision to work was already unanimous. He opened the car door for his wife.

After traveling for a few minutes, the car is now parked neatly in the office basement. Bian followed his wife out, making Arini frown.

"It's not work, why go out?" Arini thought after lowering herself, her husband would go straight to his own office.

"Today I'm with you, baby." Bian immediately grabbed his wife's hand, linking their fingers.

"But in the office, Mas must also be a lot of work."

"There's Rio who's gonna overcome." Smirk Bian's smile was engraved.

And elsewhere, now Rio is in a state of confusion because his boss has not been seen the trunk of his nose. He saw the clock on his wrist, it was almost eight o'clock. Again, something that is a record of Bian's agenda today, all full of important meetings with colleagues. Rio gulped hard his saliva, his feelings were suddenly not good. He decided to call his boss, but ended up with a counter answer.

"I'm sorry, the number you're going to is off. Please call a few more seconds." Rio's mouth was wide open already, how is this. It's a fortune to have a boss like this. He murmured, lamenting for life.

In the middle of his dizziness twitching head, walking pacing. He was rebuked by someone who was now walking up to him.

"You why Rio?" The voice of the man asked like a savior, Rio turned his head and saw the father of the boss, Mr. Dean.

"Sir, thank goodness you're coming." Rio's facial look implied relief, but not with Mr. Dean. "Mr Bian did not come today, his number was also off. And today there are some important meetings with colleagues." Tell Rio in a complaining tone, making Master Dean feel what Rio just felt.

"Bas with the boy." His meaning was deep, it was fitting that his heart was suddenly moved to come to the office. His intention was just to give a report, but it was like this.

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