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Ica is not alone

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“Abang take a shower first, let Ica make breakfast,” Aisha said after forcing Faris to leave for Ankara to take care of her project.

“Not necessary, Honey. The aroma of the ingredients in the kitchen will definitely make Ica nauseous again. We're pesen from outside?” tawar Faris was eventually taken by his wife.

“He deh. If so let Ica ready to dress Abang while Abang shower,” said. Not to forget Faris kissed the top of Aisha's head first before passing to the bathroom.

Seeing that her husband had disappeared behind the door, Aisha immediately grabbed her phone, ordering some food that would be their meal this morning. Not much he ordered, just a simple Turkish meal that seemed suitable to accompany their breakfast this morning.

Finished with her order, Aisha got up and started sorting out the clothes that her husband was fit to wear today. And a few change of clothes considering the Istanbul-Ankara distance is not a close distance.

Not finished with his activities, suddenly nausea back attack. Forced Aisha had to run to the bathroom in the next room and regurgitate her stomach contents that were felt to be filled with nothing, as evidenced by the yellow liquid that only came out of her throat. Leave a bitter taste that makes Aisha until closed to hold it.

The water faucet over there Aisha turns on. Hoping the swift water can muffle his voice that is constantly vomiting again. She did not want to until her husband heard that she was back with nausea and vomiting that would affect her departure this morning.

Feeling good enough, Aisha returned and found her husband had not yet come out to complete the ritual bath. Aisha admitted that her husband was quite long if he had dealt with water. While waiting, Aisha decided to head to the kitchen to make milk and hot chocolate for her husband while waiting for the food they ordered to come. After regaining his vomit, Aisha really felt weak, and she needed intake. At least even a glass of milk pregnant women.

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The European-style apartment room was empty when Faris came out of the bathroom. “Sayang?” Faris tried to call his wife. Silence, no answer.

“ICA?” call him again as he steps onto the balcony thinking his wife might be there to breathe the morning air.

Blank. I don't see a shadow there.

While what is sought is now propped up his chin on the pantry table in the kitchen, waiting for the water he cooked to boil.

“Why cook, hm?” reprimand Faris when he finds the stove in his kitchen on.

Aisha looked up, finding her husband who looked fresher with his half-wet hair. “Free water cook, Bang. Ica wants to make milk as hot chocolate for Brother,” sahutnya who almost rose because guess if the water must have been boiling.

“Kan can wait for Brother to finish bathing, Darling.” The man protested because he was worried about his wife.

“Babang hands are only two, over time if anything awaits Brother,” sahututnya back who suddenly his steps restrained.

“Let the advanced Brother. Ica just sit back and look at Abang aja,” said Faris grabbed his wife's arm and led Aisha to sit back at the pantry table.

As Aisha expected, the water boiled as Faris approached her. Faris poured the water on the milk and chocolate powder that had been scratched each in his glass. Then take her to the table and put her in front of Aisha.

Aisha looked up and looked at Faris with her smile, “Thank you my husband who is always handsome,” he said anxiously making Faris just laugh.

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After finishing their drinks, Aisha is now helping her husband get dressed. “Ica rarely really pairs a tie Abang kayak gini,” said Aisha when she was tying a tie-colored dongker around her husband's neck.

“Yes is not the concept either, Brother.”

“How do you want to dong?”

Instead of talking to her husband, Aisha closed her eyes. His lentic fingers that were still tidying up Faris's tie were immediately stopped. For some reason, Aisha suddenly felt a sudden nausea in her stomach. As much as Aisha's energy trying to withstand all the discomfort. There was a handsome face of her husband in front of her. And he didn't want Faris to see him feel nauseous again.

But alas, the tired face held back the nausea and the change in attitude caught Faris' sharp eyes. “Honey, why? Are you okay?” faris asked worriedly as Aisha's fingers almost burst from her chest.

Aisha simply shook her head while trying to bring her steps to sit on the sofa. Sontak Faris also swiftly helped him.

“Honey, say whatever brother Ica rasain,” said Faris when Aisha did not speak a word.

Without being able to be held back, Aisha immediately got up and ran back to the bathroom, spewing out her entrails that only contained water because she just drank her milk this morning.

“Hue .. hue .. hue.”

Faris deftly grasped his wife's body and tried to get rid of the wife's long mane that was blocking her.

For the second time Aisha was in the arms of her husband. His legs felt so limp after re-extinguishing his stomach.

“Sayang.” Faris grabbed his wife's face, wiping away the remaining tears. Tears that do not indicate if he is crybaby, because anyone when vomiting will definitely shed tears.

“Do not pretend well in front of Abang. Please say whatever Ica rasain to Abang,” Faris said gently. Aisha simply closed her eyes, unable to look at her husband's shady iris.

Suddenly someone rang the bell of their apartment. Faris swiftly carried Aisha first to the bed before moving to see her guest. Apparently it was the delivery courier they ordered this morning.

After receiving his order, Faris immediately opened the package and moved it to the plate with a glass of water he had prepared on a tray for his wife.

Faris's steps made Aisha turn her head. Her husband painstakingly prepared food for her. Before feeding his wife, Faris first loosened the tie that had been neatly attached to his neck. Do not forget to also roll half his shirt arm up to the elbow limit.

“Why removable again tie, Bang?” ask Aisha who saw that.

“What else? Brother will not leave for Ankara today.”

“But Bang-“

“Honey, plis ... massage well this time?”

Aisha just looked down, she felt guilty for accidentally hindering her husband's activities. Even though Faris was prepared with a tie and shirt, even Aisha's suit was prepared also on the sofa.

“Sorry Yes Bang. Due to Ica, you must cancel to Ankara.”

“Hey Darling, what the hell. Kok suddenly became a rich whiny gini wife Abang,” seductive Faris while wiping tears that suddenly flowed from both netra Aisha. Then he took Aisha into his arms. Faris doesn't want to make Aisha feel all alone. He wanted to show his wife that he was a decent husband for Aisha to lean on. Also ...he wants to make up for the guilt that Aisha could not always have when she was pregnant with their first child.

As her husband said, Aisha somehow felt so sensitive since her pregnancy. Maybe this is called the innate hormone of the baby.

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