My Young Widow

My Young Widow
Baby Sleeping Position


Hikam never dreamed his life was at this point, he would marry Lisa and instantly have children, a mistake he could not admit was wrong.


Lisa's content is older than the girl, the child who admitted her child would be born two weeks away, only she did not feel the pleasure that it should.


Seeing Andra and the Girl who are busy preparing all the needs of their baby, making Hikam's heart rustle, he also wants the same thing, caring for his son and wife, he said, unfortunately it was heavy and it became a compulsion for him.


"Mas, didn't work today?" Lisa was amazed her husband was still sitting quietly on the porch.


Hikam looked up, he nodded. "In a moment, why?"


"No, just asking, you usually leave early, " Lisa replied clumsyly, she doesn't seem to know this Hikam. "You brought supplies?"


"No, I have a meeting later." Hikam then stood up, he took his bag and headed for the car, his morning activity was always far from the word spirit.


Lisa can only wipe her chest, in this new residence she has tried to accept and change her attitude, not Lisa who is cunning and likes to hurt, but the husband is still cold to her.


The big pregnant mother can only look down lonely on the porch of the house after her husband left, her tears dripped, she was soon going to give birth, whether this child was considered a mistake or not by her husband, she said, will be born into the world.


Yes, maybe the ambition was wrong at that time so many people who did not accept it with his will, cheating on Andra and related to his brother-in-law, until this child existed, certainly not an easy thing to forgive, but he had changed, he admitted to being wrong, as if that was not enough for a word of acceptance from Hikam.


"Will my son be a disgrace to Hikam?" muttered.


Different from the life of Andra and Girl in the big city, how Andra and patience Girl, although upset half-dead with her husband, Girl still submissive, sometimes she defies.


The room for the beautiful Andra is ready, shades of pink with images of hello kitty everywhere, their children are predicted to be women, until the control of this second is also confirmed to be women and does not change.


Most people would want a son as the successor to the throne, but that is not the case with Andra, he is the youngest child and of course the portion is its own, he said, after all he did not want to rely on the efforts of the old man, there were some wings that he raised himself.


"That's enough, after all, before she turns three, she'll sleep with us!"


"What! What's with us?" Andra bent her face, not accepting the sleep of the three. "We've made our own room, why should we?"


If possible, want the girl to throw a bottle of perfume on her husband's head, the child still needs milk.


"Darling, our son after birth was a baby, do you have the heart every hour I run to his room to give milk and change diapers, huh?" Girl with a waist. "If he's been three years, he's released ASI, he's more independent and we can get off, then we just check it from the connecting door!"


"Then, what if I want to hug you?"


Hahahahahah, already Girl guessed that he was wrong to marry this spoiled young widower, could-can be selfish when discussing children.


The bellied girl did not reply, whereas it became Andra's demand, she did not want her closeness with the Girl to be disturbed.


"Well, your son let it be on my right, you on the left, so you can hold me!" said Girl.


"Keep, what if he falls? I on the left won't be able to reach him" Andra replied.


Girl close her eyes short. "Then your son is in the middle, baby...."


"the middle? I can't hold you, if I get close, the kid squashes!"


Baaaaaaaahh, Girl clenched one of her hands, she swayed until it fell onto Andra's head.