Sleeping Beauty Wants The Throne
Extra Part: The Cry of Pregnant Women

"Darling...."

Alastair turned his attention from the laptop that was lit in front of him towards Luz who suddenly entered without knocking on the door. It didn't really matter if the woman entered as she pleased, but the problem here was how Luz dressed.

Transparent maroon thin sleeping dress with spaghetti strap on her shoulders— ugh, looks very sexy especially with her stomach slightly bloated it.

Naturally, Luz is experiencing a third month of pregnancy. The month of pregnancy is very long according to Alastair's father-in-law considering Luz during cravings always wants strange things. From buying dozens of private bajaj imported from India, wanting to build a house just below the Eiffel Tower, to wanting to fire off Ken who ends up being approved by the owner in a forced state. For the sake of the grandson, added Ken berberdangat heart. Yep, the ungodly grandson who has no pity at all.

Back to reality. Luz was still standing across there.

And back to remember, how Luz called him earlier made Alastair had failed to focus.

"What's wrong?" The man immediately put away his laptop. Stretching out the hand that Luz approached with a spoiled hug.

"Bored."

Alastair sighed. Luz who usually rambles at length before becoming pregnant suddenly gets used to talking densely short like this in everyone. Is that the baby's? Then his nature means exactly like his father.

"You going around?"

Luz glanced over, her husband indeed had a body that was much taller than her. "Where?"

"Round the house."

Luz increasingly grunted annoyed but another case with Alastair who was even scattered due to the woman's response. It's scrambling Luz's hair. Feeling toyed with, Luz released her embrace and clucked bitterly.

"I'm not sensitive!"

If you just go around Luz's house you can do it yourself. No need to be accompanied let alone invited!

"Good." Alastair was still dissolved in his laughter until he cleared his throat, feeling pity for Luz's expression which would soon rain down behind his eyes. "Where do you want to go pregnant?"

"I'm tired of America and Europe."

Hearing this, Alastair smiled warmly. He approached, swept his thumb to get rid of the water at the end of his wife's eyes.

"What about Asia?"

"That's what I'm thinking!" luz's reply was enthusiastically inversely proportional to her horrendous state a few seconds ago. His smile lifted wide, "Say Dubai provides a lot of sports that stimulate adrenaline!"

"Referring adrenaline?" Alastair gently nudged Luz's forehead until the woman complained. "Who's pregnant. Don't try such an extreme sport."

"But this is the will of Cookies."

"Cookies?"

"That's our baby's name" Luz replied as she stroked her stomach proudly. Of course, proud, after all, his son's first name will come from his thoughts.

"Why are cookies called?" asked Alastair who was trying to hold back the laughter. It's enough, if he comes back laughing Alastair guarantees Luz will cry for real.

"Because I often crave pastries with topping choco chips when he was weekly" Luz reminded. "I'm sure his attitude will be the same as his father's. Cold and hard. But after meeting the water, he would definitely be flaccid!"

Hearing such a parable, Alastair spontaneously coughed.

Lembek said?

"And who is 'water' to me?"

"Of course I am," Luz replied as she pointed at herself with a sense of —which again— proud. Hoho, of course proud. Feeling to be a limited edition woman Alastair version is a gift that every woman would want. "Are you right, Papa?"

"Too confident but your answer I admit is a little true" said Alastair lazy to admit that Luz's answer is true. "It's okay, you win. We're going to Dubai next month. On condition without trying extreme sports or the like, just shop as much as possible and go for a walk, period."

He replied with a quick nod. Luz is not a problem if he is not allowed to climb the 2720-foot base jump on the top of the Burj Khalifa building for the safety of the baby. Luz is also fine if it is forbidden to follow scuba diving with sharks at The Dubai Mall, but ...

"Why next month. Hunts give birth!"

"Now your pregnancy is three months old and one month old, which I promised, means that when you're four months pregnant. No sign of childbirth yet, don't make up."

"But I want to hurry, boss. It's a cookie wish!"

"good. Next week, deal?"

"But I haven't taken care of the new schedule. Can't just leave work, baby."

"Your secretary will be there" Luz replied again. Fiercest. "After all, we haven't been traveling alone since Honeymoon. Wherever we go, dad always comes along" he continued with pursed lips.

"Dad's coming because he's worried about you."

"Or maybe he always comes because he's lonely? I'd love to find him a new wife."

Alastair glanced sharply. If the child usually forbids parents to remarry, different from Luz. Great, go!

Alastair cleared his throat, "New wife's problem, you should have a discussion with her first."

"Yes-yes, I know. So we're leaving tomorrow, aren't we?" ask again with hope.

Alastair exhaled a long breath. "As you wish, My Lady."

"Thank you!" Luz hugged the man's body. Burning his face in Alastair's chest as an expression of happiness.

"Who said I do it for free?"

"Huh?"

"There has to be a payoff."

"What's that?"

Alastair grinned, "Let's take a bath together."

"So you haven't had a shower?" Luz pushed her husband's chest while flanking his nose. "It's nine o'clock, than just sitting in front of the laptop. Better take a shower now!"

"Bring both, right?"

"Sorry, Mr. Miller. I've taken a shower" Luz said as she stuck out her tongue full of ridicule. It's up. But not yet reaching the door leaf, Alastair gently pulled his hand.

"What?"

"I—"

"Excuse me, is anyone home? Dad has come. Where's welcome?"

Luz looked outwards. His smile expanded when he knew that the sound of a splash coming from his father was heard from the first floor.

"Dad's here, let's go down!"

With a heavy heart Alastair let go of his grasp and let Luz get away from him. Again. But that was not until Luz shouted from the door.

"Dad, Alastair said he wanted to find a new wife for you so he wouldn't be lonely anymore!"

The hoax!

Alastair was flabbergasted, forced him to give up all his work and followed the woman to the first floor. The in-laws could not be mentioned, and Luz's words just now could certainly make Ken misunderstand.

When Alastair was on the steps of the stairs, his father was already sitting on a long sofa. Welcoming the arrival of his son-in-law with eyes glaring like a teacher who was watching one of his students sleeping in class hours.

"Once, yeah, son. What if you're the one looking for a new wife?" satirical Ken who greeted Luz with a loud laugh.

You pregnant mother, just wait for my revenge!

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The final part, here. Is there anyone who wants to give you the last vote and comment too?🤣

His son's cool like his father or his mother's barbarian, huh? gatau also dah it's a mixture of yak🤔😭 times

Finally, I am on behalf of Zet, under the pen name Pelangizigzag to thank the readers for their willingness to read this story to the end. Wrong and lack, please understand. If there is a wrong word and expression, please forgive and do not let it be brought into the heart of eaa🤣

End of the word, good bye and see u next time in the next story, ya~