The Journey of Love Vanessa
Don't Want to Don't

Van looked at her husband sharply.

"The Oath. I really am not cheating. Dare to die. I love you just the same." Ladit tried to convince his wife.

"You lied to me. You are the same with me. Yesterday I saw you walk with another girl."

"Where is. I came from the office straight home. Where is it no where else."

"You can't believe the evidence." Van handed her husband a small box.

"This what?"

"It's open."

Ladit opened it slowly. His breath hunts seeing a testpack in it.

"This what's that?" Ask innocently. Val took his breath.

"That's a tool for pregnancy checks. That's a positive sign of pregnancy."

"The Oath. I'm not cheating. Especially pregnant people. I'm not that rich. You believe me the same." The man began kneeling in front of Van.

"Mas. I'm pregnant."

"You?"

"Yes. I'm pregnant." Val said again with a smile.

"I'm going to be a dad?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Thank you. You just fucked me."

"Sorry."

"Bad thing is you." Ladit kissed his wife's lips many times.

"I promise to always look after you. Good inside son." The man gently stroked the wife's flat stomach.

"Mom." Van walked quickly over to his Mommy as soon as he saw the woman coming.

"Be careful you're pregnant."

"Yes." Yeah." Van replied as he led his Mommy to sit together on the sofa.

"You pregnant deck?"

"Yes. I want to have a nephew."

"Yes. Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"Whatever."

"If Opa?"

"Whatever. The important thing is not rich Mario."

"Fire."

"Enough Veer is exactly you. Next don't."

"Omom. I look like Mom. Not like Dad." He said not accept.

"You look like your Daddy."

"No. Veer looks like Mom."

"Who wants to be like you." Mario looked at his son.

"You guys. I can't make it a day no noise."

"The horror."

"Bapies are the same."

"Tok me Mi."

"duh. Yes already. This length will be the problem." Lerai Val's.

"How much is your baby?"

"New three Weeks Oma."

"It's been three weeks and you know now?"

"Yes. Van didn't get pregnant at first."

"Doctors can do that too. Pregnancy doesn't know."

"Doctors are human too." Answer Val.

Oma and Opa have gone home. Only Val, her husband and two children are still in Ladit's house.

"Please Mommy you dong. We're going home." Annoyed by Mario, Van hugged Mommy's arm, not allowing the woman to go home.

"You want to go home by yourself. Mom's here with me."

"Sat. Your wife's a bitch."

"That's Daddy's son too."

"Let's go home. We're done looking at him. He's not papa either."

"Sister. Go home by yourself there. Don't bother."

"Mom."

"Haishis...You're noisy."

"Do you want anything, baby?"

"No Mom. Van just wants Mom to accompany Van."

"Yes. Mom's here."

"Thank you Mom."

"Hm. You guys go home first, papa."

"No. We're gonna watch. We go home with Mom." Ved and Veer passed by leaving them behind.

Van invites Mommy to take a nap together.

"Mom."

"Yes dear." Val answered while gently rubbing his son's head.

"When did you get pregnant how did you feel?"

"Obviously. But if you're pregnant with your sister's sister, your mother continues to be nauseous. Severe even until the age of 6 months. Mom doesn't eat anything. Just drink milk, bread and fruit. If forced to eat rice even directly nauseous."

"Oh..."

"Look tired Mom. But if nausea is so Alhamdulillah not."

"You don't do anything heavy first. Your age is still very young. Don't get sauces."

"Yes Mom."

"Jas. You're sleeping."

"hugs."

"Yes." Yeah." Val hugged her son. He did not expect to soon become an Oma.

Ladit hugged his annoyed wife. Van snags because Mommy came home with her brother and Daddy.

"Mom's just coming home anyway." Van said while pouting.

"Mom should sleep here."

"The dong Yang. I'll see you tomorrow. You know, Daddy won't give up. He doesn't want to sleep here. She's the one who forced Mom to come home."

"Daddy. Same kid himself so."

"It has. Daddy used to be so. Don't be sad anymore. We'll see Mom tomorrow."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Jas. Now go to sleep. It's night." It's night."

"It's not night yet. It's 8."

"Pregnant mothers can't sleep at night."

"But I'm not sleepy."

"Yes. Just lie down on the bed. Rest. Come on."

"Yes." Yeah."

Ladit helped his wife stand up.

Clean finish Van and her husband lie comfortably on the bed. The man tilted his position facing his wife. His outstretched hand gently stroked Val's cheek that was lying in a position facing the sky of the room. Ladit's hand moving here and there makes Van feel uncomfortable. The man lifted Van's nightgown and gently stroked the smooth thigh up and down. Van still let. But at once he was really upset when Ladit's hand slipped and touched his fingers down there.

"Sleep Mas. You told me to rest, right."

"Yes. Can't do it now?"

"No. My content isn't strong enough."

"Keep when?"

"You fast until our child is one year old." Van tilted his body back at the husband.

"Ep...Where could that be. I'm usually dead." Said Ladit hugging his wife from behind.

"See. Already hardened. I've been On." He deliberately swiped his property on the wife's thigh.

"So the doctor told me that."

"I can stand it." He said as he hugged Van to sleep.

The weather is so clear in the morning. Ladit took his wife for a walk in the park after breakfast. According to what he read such activities are good for pregnant women to relax.

"You tired?" The man asked while holding Van's hand.

"Little."

"We sit down first."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Slowly slow." Ladit helped his wife to sit down. He stroked his wife's stomach gently.

"Honey. When will he move?"

"Pregnancy between 16 and 20 weeks."

"Oh. It's a long time ago."

"Yes. It's only been three weeks."

"You don't want anything?"

"No. Why?"

"Say if a pregnant man likes to crave."

"It's not all that way. Mom didn't sniff either." Val is clearly on her husband.

Ladit approached his wife who was reading a book. He hugged Val and kissed her lips several times.

"Honey. I want a sweet martabak."

"Ih. You ate martabak yesterday."

"Out again."

"I'm pregnant, you asked for a macem macem."

"Come dong Yang. We buy martabak that Mom subscribes to."

"Gamau ah Mas's. Don't eat martabak much."

"Come dong..." He said he started whining.

After persuading his wife long enough finally granted. Ladit was very happy. On the glass table the family room is already full of martabak various toppings. No matter kira. The man pushed until he was satisfied.

"This much. You're willing to spend it?"

"Let's eat with you."

"No. You are alone."

"Jas. A bribe."

"Mas. I want to read a book."

"Come dong. Just like my own husband."

"Ih. You're it. You have hands. Eat it yourself."

"Boat."

"Yes." Yeah." Van puts down his book and feeds Ladit.

"You're not eating healthy anymore."

"Again kepengen. Maybe a baby."

"People every day." Van said only in response to a smile by her husband.