The Ruler's Widower
First Request

Hot activities during the day make Sahira tired, he fell asleep in the arms of Filio because of sleep deprivation overnight.

Filio wakes up first and cleans up and goes back to the bed hugging Sahira. His finger stroked the soft cheek of his adorable wife.

There is a sense of comfort that makes Filio calm when with Sahira. He's running Sahira for no reason is his plan. He wants Sahira to feel good about being with him and choosing to be together again. Fortunately, Averyl did not ask Filio to divorce Sahira, because until then he had no intention of releasing Sahira. Sahira is the woman who managed to keep him awake all night, the woman who managed to make Filio often worried. Especially when he saw Sahira going to the hotel where he met one of his clients. Luckily, Filio sees Sahira and decides to follow. I don't know what would have happened if he hadn't come, Adnan is definitely not a good guy.

Sahira squirms, both petals open and immediately meet the look of the Filio bead. “Fio,” great-grandson Sahira.

“What's the matter dear?”

There was no answer from his wife's mouth but what Filio felt was Sahira's embrace getting tighter.

“You play water?”

Sahira. “Mau sightseeing on the beach only.”

“I wait in front ya.”

Sahira. He stared at the missing back of Filio behind the door. Sahira goes to the bathroom and cleans up her sticky body.

Sahira comes out to Filio. Filio's bead stared at Sahira's slender body wearing a knee-length sleeveless dress. Filio's lips involuntarily smiled at the appearance of his wife who looked like a teenager because of her small body with a height of one hundred and fifty-five centimeters.

Sahira takes Filio by the hand, leading him out of the house to the beach.

That afternoon the weather was still hot, but the cool breeze made anyone feel at home lingering on the beach.

Sahira took off her footwear. “Let me hold,” bargain Filio. Sahira gave it to Filio.

Sahira ran towards the beach, feeling the coolness of the beach water that hit his innocent feet.

Filio approached Sahira hugging his wife from behind without warning. His chin is piled on the shoulders of the wife. They enjoy the sunset on the western horizon.

Small waves crashing into the feet of a loving couple. In the rhythm of the heartbeats that are racing against each other. The orange-colored sky bounces off giving the impression of warmth.

“If I ask you to come back, do you want to live with me again?”

Sahira was about to look back, until her cheek hit Filio's lip. “I don't know.”

Filio's heartbeat raced, he had prepared a series of words he would say for Sahira. But only those who come out. “I love you Sahira Aolani.”

Sahira's corn is pounding, her cheeks meet. He turned his face back to look at the sea.

Filio's chest pounded waiting for Sahira's reply. But his wife was silent. “Why silence?”

“How much should it be?”

Filio pinched the cheek of Sahira's gembil. “You tested me?”

Sahira let go of Filio's hand which was in his stomach. He ran away from Filio. “Catch me if you can,” shouted Sahira.

Filio ran the distance with Sahira only five meters, it was very easy for Filio to catch Sahira.

Sahira runs occasionally looking back. When Filio's body approached Sahira, he stopped his steps. “Silent, don't get close.”

Sahira held her cramped stomach. He took a breath and let it out slowly, trying not to panic.

Filio stood up with a confused face. Sahira tells him not to come closer, but Filio is worried. He ran towards Sahira. “Why does your stomach hurt?” Filio fumbled Sahira's stomach.

Sahira. “Please call an obstetrician,” pinta Sahira.

Filio threw Sahira's body on the bed. Filio's hand pulls the blanket to cover Sahira's body.

Sahira closed her eyes, her lips chanting a prayer for her fetus. His hand held his stomach which was painful.

Luckily the doctor called Filio came immediately, Sahira was examined by a doctor.

After finishing the examination, the doctor tidied his medical device back. He stood up and looked at Filio's face. “The cage is fine, just regular cramping. Try not to move too heavily. This prescription drug for boosters content as well as vitamins for mother and fetus.”

Filio received a prescription from the doctor, he drove the doctor to the front door.

Filio returned to the room, he sat down next to Sahira. “Why not tell me?”

Sahira lowered her head. “Sorry. It's my first pregnancy, and I'm afraid if you're rude again. I don't want to lose my baby.”

Filio brought Sahira into his arms. “I promise I won't be rude to you anymore, so come back and stay with me.”

Sahira was happy to hear Filio's words. “Iya I want.”

“I'm hungry, we haven't had lunch,” complains Sahira.

Filio forgot that they missed lunch, but the sun was almost setting. “What do you eat?”

“Spageti carbonara,” Sahira eyes sparkle impatiently feel the pleasure of savory and creamy carbonara spaghetti.

“OK I'll order.”

Sahira's face looked pouted with pursed lips. “It's just spaghetti time you can't make it yourself?”

“Ya I have made,” said Filio resigned. He goes to the kitchen to make spaghetti carbonara Sahira wishes.

Filio picked up some of the things he needed in the refrigerator. Filio first boiled water and put Spaghetti in, then cut meat and mushrooms. Finished in the cut Filio start sauteing it along with onions to give off the aroma. In a fairly ripe taste Filio poured milk and cheese. Carbonara sauce was almost the last time he put three egg yolks.

Filio's hand, which looks deft in cooking, Sahira looks at her handsome husband from behind.

Filio sliced the spaghetti and mixed it with sauce. Filio's hands stirred the spaghetti on a sauce-covered skillet.

Filio rolled up the spaghetti and arranged it onto the plate. Filio's last touch gives the cheese grater, black pepper and grated parmesan.

Within twenty minutes the spaghetti carbonara Sahira order was completed. Filio brought two plates of spaghetti to the pantry where Sahira's face seemed to sparkle.

Sahira received a plate of spaghetti made by Filio, from the color and aroma is quite tempting. Sahira tries her first bribe. “Enak,” praise Sahira.

Filio could breathe a sigh of relief hearing Sahira's praise. He began to enjoy his own spaghetti.

At the third feed Sahira felt nauseous, he ran to the sink to remove his entrails.

Filio stopped his activities. He walked over to Sahira, his stairs helping to clutch Sahira's hair.

Sahira finished putting out the food in her stomach. He turned around with a red face. “It looks like the yolk is too much, please make more spaghetti with a little cheese and one egg yolk.”

Filio's face gawked at his wife's request. He has worked so hard to make it. “I'll order as you wish.”

“Do not want,” lips Sahira pursed. “You did it again, baby. I beg.”

Filio's mouth was clucking. He returned to the kitchen with great force.