The Crown That Was Forced
Myrp chapter 135

The second trimester has been passed by the Gita with thousands of melancholic dramas.no one would have thought this tiny teenage girl was able to pass all forms of storm trials that come after each other.

Gita's gestational age is now entering the 8th month.pregnant twins make Gita's stomach look rounder and bigger than her usual pregnancy.weight gain can not be avoided anymore. until sometimes make Gita less confident when having to side by side directly with her husband who increasingly looks handsome and radiant than usual.

The possessive level that Reza has is up three levels from his usual.even 24 hours Gita is always under the supervision of the people in his house.

Mama Sonia even participated in reducing her activities outside the house in order to help keep the princess with her two prospective grandchildren.if forced to leave then Mama Sonia will take turns to keep with the besan.they do not let Gita spends her time alone.

Each morning the Gita routine adds one more, after waking up and morning prayers,Gita always do the morning walk around the yard of her spacious house.Pregnant mother is not allowed to walk around the complex with a thousand reasons that they are worried right. Gita is getting ready to exercise in order to facilitate the process of her birth.

Gita and her husband descend through the elevator connecting the second floor and 1st floor.

" Mad, this morning his way up to the front entrance of the complex there ya." Gita bargained with full plea.

Reza who had guessed what his wife would say chose indifferently by shaking his head as a form of rejection at the request of his wife.

" Flame...Yes, I really want to walk to the front! Let me get a snack and can see the outside world in the morning." kilah Gita with a million of her moves.

" Dear not, it's too dangerous and Mas won't give his permission" replied Reza firmly.

Reza was prepared with his shoes and sports clothes, while Gita chose to wear flip-flops because the condition of his feet that had swelled from the beginning did not allow him to use shoes anymore.

"This time it is Mas, who knows this is my last request and tomorrow maybe I can not enjoy the atmosphere of the morning road again." said Gita did not want to lose.

Reza who did not accept with the words of his wife looked sharply at his wife's face, although in her there is a word if but he felt it was inappropriate to say right,because every word we say is a form of prayer' which will be recorded by angels who every second watch our movements.

" Dear! Why do you talk slack like that.tomorrow morning you can still walk in the morning and you will always be healthy to do it until the birth process ny come." replied Reza cold.

His reddened eyes held back the anger from the unfiltered speech of his wife's mouth.

" And remember! Can't talk like that anymore, you don't like those unfiltered words." he added.

With his sour face Reza still holding his wife's hand for the morning walk in tandem, any direction he made to his wife did not make this husband standby relax the slightest bit of his supervision of Gita.

" She, can't she say that? Why is the fence open?" tanya Gita saw her husband open the gate wide.

" This is what you want? But only this one time only.his return must not walk again and must use the car." said Reza with a sigh resigned, yes already! Let him give up for this time after going through the inner debate quite fiercely .

" Thank you, sorry for my immature behavior and manner of speaking." replied Gita while struggling spoiled in the arms of her husband, while her fingers remained in Reza's hands.

" I don't like you talking like that anymore! And...Don't ever repeat it again."ask Reza a little hard.

" This is all Mas do for the good of us together." he added again. before stepping out, Reza especially turning his body to find the existence of Mr. Tohar who has not been seen since.

" Mister Tohar." call Reza when he sees Mr. Tohar coming out the back door.

Mr. Tohar who felt called immediately ran small with a glass of black coffee in his hand.

" Please follow us from behind in the car, sir." said Reza.he really has prepared everything carefully.

If in the middle of the trip something happens that is not desired then the car is ready to be used without having to wait longer.

It's not a condition of his wife is pregnant, especially in there are two prospective babies they make Reza always in demand to be sensitive and alert to the situation.

Unbeknownst to Gita and the people of her house, Reza every day always exchange information with Doctor Rina as his wife's personal doctor,what his wife can and should not do in the third trimester, The slightest awkwardness did not escape being a question that he pointed to the Doctor.Even firmly he asked Doctor Rina always standby with her mobile phone.

Gita looks casually walking carrying her big belly, while Reza who is beside her occasionally looks grimacing, feeling his own pain with the behavior of his wife.

" Mas, we ate lontong across the street there huh." pinta Gita while dragging her husband's hand.

Reza nodded his head.

" Dear, baby, but slow down, the road is not like this." reproved Reza warned his wife.

Gita who was aware of her mistake rushed to justify the rhythm of her footsteps, matching with the swing of her priest's footsteps.

Actually Gita has been overwhelmed with the burden of pain in the stomach and also his waist.but because of remembering the message conveyed by Doctor Rina the other day about having to multiply the movement and should not be too much sitting.make Gita ignored all the pain she felt as long as it did not harm her and her two babies.

Gita more closely keeps complaints that she felt before her activities are strictly prohibited by the man who is her husband status.

" Good baby?" reza asked while cleaning the corner of his wife's lips affected by vegetable lontong sauce.

" It's really nice, thank you for granting her request" said Gita with a sweet smile.

Reza just nodded her head while gently stroking her wife's black hair that looked soaked with sweat.

" Once we go home, baby, you look very tired and need to rest" Reza said firmly.

"Mas doesn't want to hear any more excuses."Sergeh Reza was quick before the Gita let out his protesting voice.

Gita who also felt tired and tired all over her body nodded broken without refuting anymore.

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