THE BEFORE WE DONE
Sincerity Pras

"So what's your decision?" Ask Ayla.

Now they were all at the dinner table, having just finished enjoying dinner together.

"I don't know yet." Answer Nanda.

"Your mother will be home tomorrow." Pras fast.

"Mas, I haven't met my real doctor and checked my pregnancy for a long trip." Nanda tried to find an excuse.

Pras looked at Nanda's face, "Honey, did you forget that your husband is also an obstetrician?"

"Ck, when did you get married, why confess to me as her husband?" Chirps Regan.

Pras cleared his throat, "Doctor Regan.." Call Pras as if to remind.

Regan smiled cunningly, "Sorry Mas Pras, this is not a hospital, and I am not your partner here. Right now I'm Nanda's best friend and will support Nanda's decision."

Pras rubbed his face rough, "You guys are so compact." Dengus.

Nanda and Ayla just smiled.

"I've seen Nanda's last history of pregnancy checks a week ago, from the results I'm sure Nanda is safe to travel far."

"Don't talk about it now, I'm tired and want to sleep." Nanda stood up from her seat and then stepped towards her room.

"Where are you going?" Ayla asked who saw Pras also stood up and followed Nanda.

"Sleep with Nanda." The answer is innocent.

Nanda who heard him stopped his steps. "In this house there are many rooms, you can place one of them but not in my room." Nanda said firmly.

Pras just shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sleeping with you."

"Mas, you're not married." Sahut Ayla's.

"Just sleep, Han. I wouldn't go see my son if I hadn't married Nanda." Pras stepped away and pulled the hand of Nanda who just stood still.

In the room, Nanda immediately changed clothes with his sleep dres, Pras who saw him only swallowed his saliva.

"You're teasing me, Honey." Pras whispered in Nanda's ear.

"Without kugoda you too feel tempted by me. Isn't that so Dr Pras?"

Pras smiled grinning. "Unfortunately I haven't been able to touch you. Wait till I really make you a wife."

Nanda was just being indifferent, he walked towards his bed, while Pras he chose to clean himself first.

After cleaning himself up, Pras got on the bed and went into the blanket, he hugged Nanda from behind and smelled the fragrance of flowers in Nanda's hair.

"I miss you so much Honey, don't walk away from me anymore." Bisik Pras's.

Pras's hand came down to rub Nanda's stomach that had been protruding, Pras rubbed it gently, felt something movement in Nanda's stomach, a welcome kick by the fetus in Nanda's womb.

Pras got up and sat down and kissed Nanda's stomach. "I'm sorry Daddy, Daddy promised not to leave you, Daddy promised to make Mommy happy so you're also happy in Mommy's womb, forgive Daddy who just found you."

Nanda did not fully fall asleep, she heard all Pras's words and felt that sincerity. But Nanda still held back, he continued to think and prepare to face Irwan's rejection if he married Pras.

Wanting to have his hand outstretched to rub Pras' head, but Nanda held him back, Nanda simply kept her eyes closed and fell asleep.

***

Nanda woke up without Pras next to her, faintly hearing a voice from the bathroom in her bedroom.

Hoekk.. Hoekkk..

Nanda rushed up and seen from the door that was not tightly closed, Pras was spewing out his unfulfilled entrails.

"Yes..." Call Nanda a little anxious, then help Pras nape his nape.

"Exit, Nanda.. Don't look at me in this condition." Pras replied while slowly brushing Nanda's hand.

"Here you go, let me help you." Nanda spoke as softly as possible, his heart was filled at the sight of Pras having this sympathetic pregnancy.

Pras washed his mouth, and Nanda wiped the cold sweat that Pras had been wearing with a small towel.

"Is it like this, Mom?" Ask Nanda.

"He punished me, Nan. Believe me, our son is punishing his Daddy who is hurting his Mommy feelings.

Nanda just fell silent, he thought it was only one pregnancy only felt nausea, the rest no longer.

"I made lemon tea warm for you, Mas." Nanda said, then stood up, but his hand was pulled slowly by Pras, Pras sat Nanda on his lap. His hands stretched out rubbing Nanda's distended stomach.

"I'm sorry Daddy."

Nanda's eyes glazed over, but he immediately stood up and hid his sad face. "I'm kitcheny first, Mas."

Pras thinks something, he does not want to force Nanda, but he also does not want to let go of Nanda. Pras was eager to marry Nanda, not because he had already impregnated Nanda, but Pras really loved Nanda.

Ayla approached Nanda who was making lemon tea warm in the kitchen.

"Bikin what's Nan?" Ask Ayla.

"Hey, Ay.. I'm making lemon tea for Mas Pras."

"Is my brother nauseous and vomiting again?" Ask Ayla.

"So it's true what you told me? about Mas Pras who's sick and vomiting?"

Ayla raised her point, "Have I ever lied to you?"

"Tell me, Nan. Do you love Mas Pras?"

Nanda was silent,

"Nanda, if you love Mas Pras, accept Mas Pras. But if you don't love Mas Pras, I will help you to talk to Mas Pras to stop bothering you."

"Don't, Ay." Nanda said quickly.

Ayla smiled, "You love Him?"

Nanda nodded, "I'm still loving him so much."

Ayla rubbed Nanda's protruding belly, "You and your son deserve to be happy, Nan. Be happy to be married to Mas Pras."

"But Ay.."

"What's the problem because of Papi's blessing?" Tanya Ayla guessed.

Nanda nodded.

"Let Papi be the business of Mas Pras, Mas Pras has chosen to live with you. Papi also has his own faults. Let time answer Nan."

Nanda just sighed, then stood up to deliver a warm lemon tea to Pras.

Nanda went into his room, he saw Pras who was sitting leaning against the bed while closing his eyes.

Nanda put a glass filled with warm lemon tea in the kitchen next to Pras,

"Yes..." Call Nanda.

Pras opened his eyes.

"Drink the lemon tea first." Nanda.

Pras drank it, "Thank you." Said it when Nanda's lemon tea was gone."

"Where's your suitcase?" Ask Pras.

Nanda was silent.

Pras cupped Nanda's face, "Come home with me, marry me, I'll take care of you, I promise I won't leave you." Soft Pras.

Nanda was silent.

"She waited for Mommy and her future sister to come home." Pras assured.

Nanda shed tears, she nodded then Pras hugged her.

"I'm sorry for my stupidity, I promise I won't do it again." His words were carried by Nanda in his arms.

***

"It's convenient?" Pras asked while helping Nanda to sit comfortably on her family's private jet.

Nanda nodded with a faint smile on her lips, "Already, thank you."

Ayla and Regan smile at Pras' treatment of Nanda. "Leave one more step." Ayla told Regan.

"May their marriage run smoothly." Regan Sahut.

"I'll make a great party for them."

"Do it, Ay. I support you." Regan kissed Ayla's head.

"May I sit with Nanda?" Ayla asked Regan for permission.

Regan nodded, "Let Ryu be with me, later if Ryu is thirsty, you just make the milk or I leave Ryu to you."

"Thank you Papa standby." Ayla kissed Regan's cheek at a glance, then moved from her seat to where Nanda was sitting.

"Mas.. Can I accompany Nanda?" Ask Ayla.

Pras mende*sah resigned as Nanda nodded. "All right." The answer.

"Call me if you need anything." Pras, Nanda's voice.

Ayla sat next to Nanda. The plane will take off in a while.

"What are you thinking?" Ask Ayla.

"I'm thinking about my future son, is he going to be happy to have Mommy like me?"

Ayla's hand stretched out rubbing Nanda's distended stomach. "When I was pregnant with Ryu, I also thought like that. But Regan's been making me happy, and I'm sure I'll be a proud mother to Ryu."

"Regan loves you so much, Ay."

"Mas Pras also loves you very much, it is proven that he is willing to catch up with you and take you home."

"Hopefully. I'm just afraid Mas Pras' love rate is reduced like Mas Raja used to."

"Don't remember your old pain, I'm sure Mas Pras will take good care of you."

Nanda smiled, then closed his eyes to sleep.

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