MySam
Gestation...

Martha hugged Harris tightly from behind. Sniffing the scent of musk that came out from the nape of her husband. "What's up, Tha? hhmm...?" harris said softly, further tightening his wife's embrace.

"I miss you, mom."

At first glance Harris smiled slightly, turned her body and now faced Martha, looking at the pretty face fixedly.

Oh.... Harris missed his little wife.

"I miss you more, baby...." Harris cupped Martha's face and looked back lovingly at the girl.

"How long has your seminar been out of town? Ocean to the extent that your nanyain continues," sulked Martha spoiled. Her plump fingers played on Harris's chest. A white shirt with a few buttons that open to show the chest of Harris's sturdy field, making Martha more play her fingers there.

"Sorry baby, I don't want to leave you for a week. But you know that seminar is very important." Harris stared gently at Martha's face with one hand that was coiled around the girl's waist. While the other hand gently down the face until shuffled down and caressed the niche of Martha's neck.

"I'll make up for all the time I wasted yesterday, baby." Harris whispered softly, bringing her lips closer to Martha's ear lobe to create a very tickling sensation. Martha squirmed a little amusedly, yet she thoroughly enjoyed every gentle touch from Harris.

"Now, mas?" martha asked with both eyebrows slightly raised.

"Hmmm... "

"But you just got home, aren't you tired?" ask Martha who now takes off one by one the buttons of Harris' white shirt, then takes off her husband's formal shirt.

Harris is completely bare-chested. Sixpack abdominal muscles are so strong and stunning always fun for Martha touch. Almost like a torn bread that Martha really wants to enjoy.

"I'm always ready, baby. But first, I'll take you to our favorite bathtub." said Harris who suddenly carried Martha's body.

"Mas Harris.." cried Martha in shock as her tiny body quickly moved into a sling ala bridal style Harris.

Shortly thereafter Martha's arms were seen coiling around the man's neck, with her lips adrift gently.

Harris walked towards the bathroom inside their spacious room. Occasionally the sighs of the two sounded filled the entire spacious room of their room.

....

Martha scattered her body in Harris's arms, with her arms progressively stretched out around the man's waist. Harris further tightened the thick blanket that wrapped both of their plain bodies. "Where's your cafe, honey?" harris asked with a gentle eye toward his wife, her strong but soft fingers still combing Martha's long wavy hair.

"All is well." Martha looked up and glanced at her husband's iris.

"Actually that misses me, the Ocean or you, honey? hhmm?"

"Both." - Martha, she buried her whole face in the recess of Harris' neck.

"I have a surprise for you, mas," said Martha suddenly and while kissing the chest of Harris's field without a thread.

"What surprise, dear?" Harris pulled a little of his brows, frowning slightly in wonder.

Martha hugged her husband more tightly, looking at Harris's two stunning irises.

"What the hell, baby? please don't play secrets with me" Harris said.

Martha chuckled even more as she saw her husband's face filled with curiosity.

"I'm pregnant, honey." Martha's whisper was however very clearly heard by Harris.

"Really....? You're not kidding, are you?" Harris this time looked at his wife's face. Then smiled happily as soon as he saw the confident nod of Martha's head.

Harris spontaneously hugged and clasped tightly onto Martha's body, a small kiss strike landed just like that on the girl's pretty face.

"I'm happy, baby. Thank you, sweetheart." whispered Harris as he continued to kiss his wife's face.

"Hallo dear...well in mommy's stomach yeah...." Harris whispered as she stroked gently and kissed Martha's belly which did not look so bloated.

"Yes daddy.." - Martha's great-grandson is funny.

"I love you, baby...."

Harris again landed her little kiss on Martha's lips.

....

"Not yet, Maya. Maybe soon," said the cafe employee.

"You can go back to work."

The cafe employee nodded politely to answer the boss's words, then passed from Maya's presence.

Tumben, Maya inner. Usually Martha is the most diligent first to the cafe but today the tumben-tumbenan up to almost lunch hour the girl has not revealed her nose in the cafe theirs.

Undone Maya's astonishment, suddenly her smartphone rang and wrote Martha's name on the phone screen.

^^^Halo Tha___ You're not going to the cafe?___ Why? you're all right? or Ocean....___ Oh. Thank you if all is well___^^^.

Maya's expression suddenly changed instantly, hearing one last sentence from Martha through the long-distance connection.

^^^K-you.. pregnant?___ Eh-i-ya. congratulations Tha___ Later in the afternoon I stopped by Sam___ Hhmm.....^^^

Clik.

Maya's face again bristled, hearing two pregnancy news from two women at a distance close enough to make Maya again feel something that so make her moodboster weakened.

Not....., he is not envious, it is just the feeling of a woman who craves the presence of a baby but who is never given trust, too, it will certainly drop immediately upon hearing the news of pregnancy from other women.

Two women who've been in Sam's life.

And now, that pretty face looks a little moody.

....

A long sigh escaped from Sam's mouth when he saw Freya entering his study. "Hey Sam," said the girl. A small smile that expands on his thin lips, makes Sam inevitably reply. Only a knotty smile was attracted at one corner of his thick lips.

"I'm ready for this job." Freya smiled confidently, slowly sitting on the chair in front of Samuel.

"Thank you, Sam. You're kind enough to give this job to me." Freya continued.

"If you want to thank me, don't be with me."

"You mean?"

"Maya told me to give this job to you." Samuel continued.

Making Freya's facial changes look faint, and unfortunately Sam is unaware of it.

"If so, let me thank Maya directly."

"No need." Sam quickly answered Freya.

"Lho why? I'm seriously gonna thank him." Freya tried to push Sam.

"You just start your job today." The CEO paused his sentence.

"Your room is next to this room" continued Samuel.

"We don't have a room, Sam?"

"Sir, Fe. All my secretaries always have their own rooms. If you need my autograph you stay here or if I need your help, I can call you on the company's phone."

Freya was just a mangosteen, looking a little disappointed. But he quickly hid it.

"All right, it's up to you. I go out first" Freya said as she walked out of Samuel's room.

"Patience, Fe.." Freya's inner.

to be continue....