
The 9 o'clock had passed, Aida had already prepared a delicious meal for the two of them who had just woken up. The hotel waiter delivered the order to his room. Despite waking up at half-six in the morning, Adrian and Aida immediately cleaned up and performed worship together. But Adrian fell back, sleeping while taking his wife, because there was no activity and his head was still quail effect of a short sleep they again closed their eyes and hugged each other.
Flashbacks.
"I'm so happy to be with you, I want to be honest, just not the right time for today" said Adrian hugging warmly under the covers with his wife.
"Honestly about what, I don't want any secrets between the two of us okay," Aida grumbled her lips.
"But not now, it's not a big deal either. I promise there's no secret from me, do you believe me?" Adrian asked while covering his mouth due to yawning, his eyes were five wat he immediately fell asleep.
"Basic! you were so handsome when you fell asleep," said Aida, she immediately kissed her husband's cheek. Adrian's eyes opened and immediately menci*m exhausted his wife's ripe lips.
"You're sneaky, I thought you were asleep," exclaimed Aida, shaming her red cheeks after throwing her kiss*nnnn.
"I heard you say I'm handsome hahha, too" said Adrian. They also joked on the bed.
"Main again come on?" Bring Adrian.
"You're this, huh" Aida was embarrassed. Adrian Lun's actions began to return to his duties as a husband.
Their breakfast was flooded with sweat on the bed. For newlyweds their cake is absolutely no cape word or bored.
***
Amira Doctor Wiliam's arrival this morning. He climbed the stairs to check on Amira who is now in her room guarded by her two home assistants. Darren is still busy preparing for important meetings with his new clients.
Before moving up the stairs, his eyes were fixed on the photo that was hanging on the table near the ornamental closet. He turned to the girl who was still wearing Junior High School uniform with Aida.
"This woman is so beautiful, her face looks a lot like Soraya's. Hmm .. so she's in school with Aida, the more curious she is," said Dr. Wiliam. Not forgetting he immediately photographed Anis' hair in the ponytail while showing his finger again pose Vist.
After arriving in front of Amira's room, she immediately knocked on the door and opened the door to be greeted by her assistant.
"Please enter Doc" he said.
"You look pale, have you taken the medicine I recommended?" Ask Doctor Wiliam while removing the tension device.
"You don't have to worry Doc, I'm fine. I don't know if my illness will heal or not! I'm just afraid I can't save my life. I have to fight for my baby Doc" said Amira shedding tears.
Although her heart was very fragile, Amira did not want to look weak by her husband. As much as possible he should look tough, for the sake of the husband and his family so as not to worry too much about him.
"Remain assured, your disease will soon recover, oh yes, the schedule to go out of the country at a fast pace. If you don't mind it and the sooner the better, three more days you have to go abroad" said Wiliam.
"No problem, the origin of the treatment does not make my baby why. I really want him to be born into this world" cried Amira. Doctor Wiliam salutes Amira despite being very ill but he is desperate to give birth to his son.
"Trust me, your husband loves you very much. He will do anything for you and your son" said Wiliam. Amira smiled, although Wiliam was a widower but he was very wise to win the life partner of others.
"I still think about my future with whom. Since Soraya's departure, I've been traumatized to see people giving birth" she said.
"Inn Shaa Allah Doc, your wife went to heaven, she died again fighting to give birth to your child. I know you're devastated by your wife's passing, but in order to make a new living you must be ready" advised Amira. Doctor Wiliam fell silent, he thought Anis the woman's face was very similar to Alm's. Soraya's wife.
"Well, why daydream?" Ask Amira.
"Ahh, don't forget. I'll see you soon" said Dr. Wiliam.
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