The Little Wife of Mr. President
Pregnant

All eyes were focused on the one person who was now standing next to Gita lying down.

“Yah right the previous alleged doctor. Lady Gita's pregnant. This on the monitor there is a fetal sac that indicates there will be a baby in it. So circumstances like this are common in the age of pregnancy first trimester.” Gita, Vita, and Pardan were very unexpected if the vomiting that Gita experienced was due to her pregnancy.

“Ha-pregnant, Doctor?” Gita stuttered.

There was such a great feeling of pleasure he felt. However, there are also feelings of sadness and fear at the same time.

Happy because he will have children and of course it feels impatient to tell the husband this happy news.

But, back again considering the moment he was struggling to find the figure of the husband who had no idea where it went.

Although Saguna is very famous, unfortunately Gita never saw television or magazines. Her mind was only focused on finding a simple man who became her husband and worked to make ends meet while in town. Not to mention he also had to help the aunt take care of the house and cooking.

Really, the time is so tight.

“Bang Jupri, where are you? Gita pregnant Bang. You can't stay with Gita like our son, can you, Bang?” he said in his heart.

Anxiety really controls the heart of Gita at this time. What if Jupri leaves her forever? What if Jupri recalls his memories? What if Jupri forgets Gita, his wife?

I don't think Gita can think of all that. He can only pray and hope at this time. He will continue to do so at any time.

“Congratulations well, Gita.” said Vita who smiled rubbed the back of Gita's hand as if giving support at this time.

“Now you are not too tired. Enough catering work, Mom? Let Gita not help Mom again at home. Pity her fetus is still very young.” continued Pardan enthusiastically.

However, they are also happy, because until now they have not been given the gift of children. The gita who heard smiled happily.

“Thanks Aunt, Uncle.” says Gita tried to entertain herself.

Without Gita knowing if today too, Saguna who arrived home after driving the lover home immediately prepared.

“Master, shouldn't it be tomorrow? You just arrived from a long trip, Mister?” Angga gave input to Saguna who at that time asked to support him to a village.

Saguna let out a rough breath. His eyes stared hard at Angga.

“I don't have time anymore, Angga. If I always delay, I might not be able to go there.” The goose obeyed and then nodded. He immediately prepared a car that suited the terrain of long trips. The obvious one should be high as it is likely to pass through a slightly damaged road.

“Why do I suddenly feel bad? Did something happen to Gita? Did you hit Gita? No. gabe. I hope everything's okay. I'm sorry, Arumi. I lied, I have to solve my problem with Gita before we get married.” said Saguna steady with his choice.

His marriage to Gita was not a marriage based on love. There is no legal bond in the eyes of the law. And Saguna also already has a fiancee bond with Arumi.

Although in religion, the ties of Saguna and Gita are stronger. But the love of Saguna belongs to Arumi.

The day trip was taken by Angga with silence. Because the young master beside him had been asleep since the journey began.

Saguna's body was completely drained of power. He was tired but never complained.

The departure of Saguna in fact makes Arumi a little nervous. After arriving at the house the woman was seen sitting on the porch of the house with her face bent and both hands resting on her jaw.

At the age of dusk he must routinely perform a series of treatments to maintain his appearance.

Arumi was still silent only her eyes moved to see the presence of the mother.

“Which user?” Continue Sekar asked while drowning in front of the home page. There are no luxury cars owned by the future son-in-law.

“Mom, Saguna has to go to the office again. Arumi just picked up at the airport and kept on the shuttle home. Said he had to work hard so he could take off after marriage later.” replied Arumi sadly.

Hearing that, Sekar chuckled. His hands gently rubbed the child's short hair.

“Neither be sad. We are nyalon yuk. How about connecting your hair? Saguna certainly does not like to see the hair of his future wife is short, right?” Badmood Arumi was suddenly excited.

Mommy was right. Saguna is the man who likes to see long-haired women the most. Finally he smiled and nodded.

“Come, Mom.” get Arumi excited.

The two got ready and got into a car that had a driver in it. The car drove to a famous salon.

The eyes of Arumi traced every corner of the salon, a few months ago. He often spends time here to do a series of hair treatments.

It feels sad to remember Arumi's hair is now very short.

“Arumi, beb, anywhere? Oh my god! Why is your hair so short?” The call of a salon owner was very shocked when he first met Arumi again.

“Bella, let's find the right hair to connect to Arumi.” Sekar saw the sad face of the child immediately asked the woman named Bella to do her job.

Bella hurriedly searched for some suitable hair according to length, thickness, and color. Do not forget the level of subtlety is also the best.

“You're sorry, Arumi. I'm sorry mommy cut your hair, son. Hopefully after this you will be happy next.” Inner Sekar pray while staring at the gloomy face of Arumi.

For half a day, the two women spent time in the salon.

If Arumi had known where Saguna was going at this time, he would have been very sad. Especially the goal of the fiancee is to find his wife in the village.

Until nightfall, Saguna and Angga entered a very foreign village in the eyes of Angga. However, Saguna is so blotchy the winding streets and many intersections it.

“Yeah, that's his house. Stop right there, Angga. There is usually moist soil afraid it is difficult to come out later.” Angga glanced at the face of the master who was very detailed memorizing around the house in front of him.

From inside the house, the nights of a glare of fancy car lights made both women's eyebrows inside the house frown curiously.

“Who, Mom? Night-night parking in front of the house.” Shanika looked to peek at the door of the house that was not open.

Haidar has not returned from a neighbor's place. That's why the door to the house is not closed. What's more Shani is sweeping.

“No idea, is it okay for your sister to come home?” terka Dewi remembers her first child is still in town.