Not Dream Heaven

Not Dream Heaven
Since when?


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The new clock points to the four-morning figure. And Mike, he's been in the bathroom for twenty minutes. After a few days he did not experience morning sickness, now finally the symptoms are back.


Though, he had not been asleep for long, because he was so busy looking at his wife's face last night.


The face he so desperately missed, so every time he wanted to close his eyes, he felt sorry to waste time. And when he saw the clock was already pointing at the number between two and three, then he began to close his eyes.


And, just one hour he slept, suddenly he was awakened again by the nausea that churned from his stomach.


Meanwhile, Chila who had been awakened due to the sound of an alarm from her cellphone, made her immediately frown when she did not find Mike's figure beside her. However, the pillow used by Mike last night is still in his place.


Not lost the confusion of Chila, suddenly he heard the voice of someone from inside the bathroom. Slowly, Chila began to get up and get out of her bed. Walk slowly to the bathroom and see what her husband is doing.


“Mas,” call Chila when you see Mike's face that has been so limp while leaning against the bathroom wall. His head rested against the wall, with the legs which he bent side by side and side again in let berselonjor.


Mike who heard the voice of his wife, now felt his body increasingly weak, but he still tried to open his eyes.


Taking a deep breath, he tried to get up, “You want to use the bathroom?” mike asked a little frowning when he felt a tremendous dizziness in his head.


“Mas pain?” chila asked back.


Lying when he doesn't feel sorry. Although she was angry or still disappointed, but still the man was her husband. He felt unbearable when he saw the man was sick, especially until as sweet as that.


“So, I'm gapapa. I go out first,” said Mike tried to keep smiling so his wife did not worry.


However, he had just walked a few steps and was about to reach the doorway. Suddenly, the nausea came back, making her instantly turn back and head to the sink to remove the rest of her stomach contents.


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“You got in the wind? Or wrongly eat?” chila asked a little confused, he recalled, whatever food Mike ate at dinner, last night.


However, once he thought, even his husband was not eating much, or eating the wrong foods. Why is her husband like this? chila frowned confusedly.


“I gapapa,” said Mike slightly smiled relievedly, after finishing his activities.


Chila helps Mike to return to the room, and as he is about to tell Mike to sit on the side of the bed. Suddenly, it was Mike who sat Chila on the edge of the bed.


Not only until there, even now, with Mike suddenly sat down in front of Chila, more precisely in front of his stomach, then Mike again rubbed the big stomach.


“Assalamualaikum Son, good morning. How did he sleep last night hem? Good in there yes, Abi really enjoy every taste you give. As long as you and Uma are healthy and well, then whatever Abi experienced, Abi sincerely. For your sake, cup.”


The deg!


At that instant, Chila immediately stared. Although Mike did not speak directly, Chila was able to conclude that Mike had couvade syndrome. But is it possible? Inner Chila asked.


“S—ssince when?” ask Chila just guess.


“Since I hurt you,” answered Mike while holding Chila's hand, “Since I know that our baby is present, but because I am so stupid. So can't be aware of the sign. In fact, our son has been signaling to me for a long time, until when Clayton told me, only then did I realize about the symptoms.”


“It feels like, it might sound bored to you, every time I would say an apology. But that's all I can do, I'm really sorry. I know, you still can't forgive me completely, but I will keep trying and be patient, until you can really accept me again. I love you Ya Zaujatii.” Imbuh Mike then ended with a kiss that perched in Chila's hand.


...~To be continue .......