The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 85 The Ten Numbers

Day after day is changing so fast for some people, but not with Misela who is getting bigger and more difficult to do anything herself.

Baby kick in the stomach makes Misela often urinate even at night she has difficulty sleeping because it has to be round and round to the bathroom even though the little pee is not much, but not much, strangely it felt so good.

Misela's body shape changes are also more visible because the weight has increased to thirteen kilos. Misela is like a big zero right now. Even he was sometimes annoyed to see his body that changed drastically. Of course Dzakir can always melt his mood.

Her gestational age has entered the thirty-seventh week. But still the same as the previous month the sex can not be determined because the position of the baby is always curled up and cover their gender.

This morning Misela has to go to Adelia's mother's house because her sister Aldian will do a proposal reception. Actually Misela was surprised because her sister suddenly told her to attend the application event.

Unfortunately there was no dress or clothes that fit and suitable to go to the event, until finally Misela shouted and made the entire house run.

"Babycckkkk......!"

No one stepped slowly. Everything ran as fast as lightning.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"What's the non?"

"Is it non heartburn?"

But Misela's response confused them. Even Dzakir who was ready to carry Misela's body with a squatting position is now back standing upright with both hands at the waist.

"Darling, you're gearing up?"

Misela smiled showing her teeth.

"Mas, no clothes fit." Misela scratched her non-itchy head.

"Astaghfirullah, is that why you're yelling?"

Bik Sum and Bik Sri immediately collapsed instantly due to fatigue running. And with a relaxed Misela frown.

"Sorry yes hehe this emotion is emotion because the weight that goes up is too much hehe."

"Wear a negligent Non." Sahut Bik Sri who was still limp leaned his head on the wall.

"Bik, this is going to the application event. Cook with negligent stuff." Misela said slightly annoyed and stomped her feet.

"Darling, you dance first, wear a negligee, we will stop by first buy clothes." Dzakir replied as he stroked Misela's messy hair.

"This is because Aldian who told him suddenly, will be bothered like this." Misela is still upset.

"Don't bother baby, just stop by for a second."

"But choosing clothes is not like chili Mas chili who live comot only. Finding clothes is hard especially with my body size like this."

"Don't you want to shop?"

"And I didn't know there was going to be an impromptu event like this."

"Kan Mas already said just in case buy a large shirt so that it can be used if there is a sudden event.

"And I think I love Mas later the clothes are so big that I'm born."

"Yes, now we're ready so we have plenty of time to choose clothes."

"Den Dzakir always very patient ngadepin Miss." Bik Sum Catch.

"Why me Bik?" Misela looks cynical.

"Eh ngga non, Bibik forgot it was again fried tempeh geez let's go down Sri.

Bik Sum and Bik Sri went straight out of the room with a whimper. Dzakir smiled in response to his art.

"Mas... What's the smile?" Misela still looks upset.

"Dear, yuk the hunt is leaving."

"Later dong Mas, I have not used powder yet to use lipstick, make eyebrows, wear linear eye as well."

"Dear, I'm waiting downstairs while you get the car ready."

Since the age of her womb stepped on six months Misela so often angry unclear even just a small thing. Even Misela often protested that she was late to come home.

A few minutes later Misela came down with an unchanged face. Still a little bit in the bend and frown because he must really wear negligent at this time even though he has to wear makeup. Even somehow since when Misela so like to wear make up as mentioned above if going out of the house even though just to the supermarket.

Misela walked up to the car that Dzakir had prepared and opened the car door for his wife. Dzakir helped his wife in and sat down and walked around to get in the car from the side door.

"Some one missed this." Dzakir let out a long and rough sigh. Dzakir dizzy, down the steering wheel of the car, scrapped the tissue container, and turned a few times to the back, just busy looking for something.

"What's missing? Didn't you just get in this bag all of it?" Misela was amazed to see the look on her husband's face.

"My wife Misela Metina's sweet smile must have been left in the room. There is no one here."

Misela immediately laughed at Dzakir's muttering and pinched her ignorant husband's arm.

"It's time to go now, it's time to go."

Misela's mood returned. Dzakir can always restore Misela's mood.

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"Welcome home." Greet one of the waiters at the boutique.

"Mba, look for a size extra dong suit for the application reception." Misela said as she looked at every corner of the boutique.

"Let's come with me."

The waiter pointed out the direction of the clothes he was referring to. Dzakir took Misela's hand and followed the servant.

"This is all size extra ka, would you like me to help you choose?" The waiter offered to be very polite.

"Em I'm looking for myself."

Misela looks busy choosing clothes and sticking it on her body while looking in the mirror. Several times Misela shook her head. Feel a lot of clothes that are not suitable for his big size body like now. It was frustrating for Misela to sit on the sofa not far from there.

"Darling..." Dzakir stroked the tip of Misela's head.

"It's hard to find a suitable shirt. We are not present, ma'am."

Suddenly the service brought a dress that was quite simple and looks right on Misela's body.

"Sorry, maybe try this one?"

Misela looks interested in the shirt and nods at Dzakir.

"I tried it first."

Misela immediately replaced the negligee with the clothes offered by the service earlier.

"Darling... Can you wear his shirt?"

Dzakir knocked on Misela's locker room door.

"Well, it's over."

Misela came out with a very wide smile and walked towards the big glass on the side of the locker room. Misela twirled her body and occasionally smiled.

Dzakir then stood by Misela's side and looked at the mirror that reflected their reflection.

"Perfect Momy" said Dzakir.

"Well... What is perfect Mas, but look at us already like the number ten aja. I'm your big zero the other number." Misela.

Dzakir laughed.

"Udah, let's just pay."

Dzakir won't argue with his wife.

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