Pursuing the Love of My Husband
The Part 121 MCS

*Rear Park...

Bima walked slowly when he saw the back of his little wife..

The man sat down next to his wife without saying a word. Dinda reflex turned her head but a second later her gaze looked back towards the lake..

For a long time they just sat without talking. Bima who was confused had to start their conversation like what, while dinda, she still felt embarrassed because of last night's incident.

ahem..

Bima cleared her throat trying to start a chat..

"Have you eaten ??" bima asked while looking at his wife's face from the side..

Dinda nodded slowly..

"You may be angry, but don't let my wife and children starve like this.."

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Dinda lowered her head, hearing her husband's words whether she should be happy or sad..

Bima then woke up and stood up while reaching out to his wife..

"Let's eat first, after that we just talk." said bima slowly, said,

dinda just looked at her husband's hand, it felt like she was reluctant to hold that hand.

Bima moved his hand as if begging his wife to immediately welcome his helping hand..

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Bima closed his eyes when he saw his wife refusing to hold his hand. Dinda is in a very sensitive phase. Moreover, the incident last night made Dinda feel lost her self-esteem.

As the same we know, making love is one of the most important things in a husband and wife bond. Making love is not just a taste of the pleasures of heaven. Making love is not just for fun in bed. But more than that, making love can increase love and trust in a partner, so that the relationship will be stronger.

Rejection in the affairs of the bed can be very fatal. For example, relationships will become damaged, communication will be hampered, there are even some cases of rejection that can cause infidelity.

After waking up, the dinda chose to walk first leaving the bima towards the main mansion..

huh

Time and time again he breathed his breath..

"I'm sorry, dear.. Let's eat, you've laper ya.." Inner dinda while rubbing her flat stomach slowly..

Bima tailed behind with a chaotic feeling. The man is innate, until when will his wife be sensitive like this.

After entering the mansion, Dinda then sat down at her dining table. He saw the bread that had been smeared with jam his own this morning was still intact on the plate..

"Madam, do you want to make some new bread ??" ask the housekeeper who arrived to come to dinda..

Dinda shook her head, "no, thank you bi.." she said, then she bit the bread bit by bit..

Bima drove away her maid by shaking her hand, then she sat on the main seat of the dining table. He did not dare to talk, all he did was watch over the wife so that the woman spent her meal.

While chewing his food, dinda took back 2 pieces of fresh bread and slowly smeared chocolate jam on top of it..

Bima continued to pay attention to his wife,

"Surely he was very hungry.."

Bima thought that his wife must be starving until her food had not run out already made another new jam bread..

But, without saying anything dinda put the finished bread on the jam spread on her husband's plate..

Dinda is sure her husband hasn't eaten either..

"Thank you." said Bima smilingly as she took the bread..

They also eat together in silence. Occasionally Bima stole a glance, but dinda did not intend to see the husband. The woman kept looking in any direction.

*In the room..

Dinda went straight up to her bed, she lay back to the other side of her husband's bed..

The woman closed her eyes again, after eating her stomach shook again and her head felt heavy. It felt like he wanted to take out the bread from his stomach again. But dinda continued to endure the turmoil in her stomach, she chose to close her eyes because when she opened her eyes she was getting dizzy and getting nauseous..

Seeing his wife lying down made him even more frustrated and there was a sense of annoyance that began to enter his heart. Upset because his wife just kept quiet, upset because whatever she did was always wrong.

The man chose to go into the bathroom. He washed his face so that he could temper his anger.

BUGH ...

Suddenly Bima hit the mirror in her bathroom very tight. Making the dinda who was lying down to wake up in surprise.

The mirror immediately cracked quite large, and of course the back of the bima's hand was bleeding and injured. The man then reached out his hand under the water so that his blood flowed with the water..

Dinda then hurriedly stepped her feet towards the source of the sound..

Geck..Geck..

"Om." dinda's voice shook, she was shocked mixed with worry..

"Of.. Open the door." said dinda again while holding back her trembling body,

Chequek..

The sound of the door opening, showing a streak of sadness on the face of the bima..

"Gosh.." Dinda screeched while holding the right hand of the bima who was still bleeding.

"Do I have to get hurt first so you want to talk to me again..??"

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Dinda immediately looked at her husband's face with tears that began to pool..

Without saying much, she took her husband to sit on the sofa in their room. Then he took the P3K box in the drawer of the room..

With tears for some time to keep wetting her cheeks, she began to treat the back of her husband's hand.

Bima continued to look at the wife's face, her wound scratches were not as painful as seeing his wife crying like that..

After treating her husband's wounds, Dinda put the box back in the drawer. Bima just stared on without intending to hold his wife..

Not her back to the bima, dinda instead went into her bathroom..

After locking the door...

HOEK..HOEK..

Dinda couldn't hold back her turmoil anymore,

HOEK.. HOEK..

Her first pregnancy was very hard on her. Even just drinking water can make you nauseous and immediately vomit..

Now it's the bima's turn out there who's anxious to hear the wife keep spewing out her bowels..

"Darling..open the door..!!" bima said, knocking on the door many times..

Dinda did not react, she was staring at her pale face and her increasingly thin cheeks in the mirror were almost destroyed which of course must have been due to the hard blow of her husband's hand..

Her tears kept flowing, her chest getting crowded..

"Son, do you want to live with your mom ??"

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