The Steel-Cared Rose
Pregnant

Sinta's pregnancy made Dylan feel very happy. She was so nervous. 

I'm gonna be a father. 

Sinta's pregnancy also made her very overprotective.

"Don't be too tired. Don't horseback. Don't…."

"Why did you turn out to be so annoying?" Sinta's face pouted listening to the series of prohibitions aimed at her.

"You must not be selfish. You're carrying our baby. I don't want anything to happen to her."

"You're so overrated. He'll be fine. You don't have to worry." Sinta prepares for the stables. Dylan held him.

"Please! No!"

"I'll be careful!"Sahut Sinta is stubborn.

"I'll sell everything. I'll buy it again when the time is right."

Sinta scrunched her face.

"You're turning into a very authoritarian? Are you hiding your true character?"

"I don't mean to be authoritarian but you can jeopardize your pregnancy if you're not careful."

Its unstable hormones made it even more sensitive.

"You want to ruin my happiness."

"You know that's not true. I'm just doing what's best for you and our baby. You can't think clearly because you're in a state of instability. It's impossible for you to be in a state of instability."

Sinta cried and Dylan hugged her. Rubbed his shoulders gently. Trying to calm him down. Letting Sinta cry her whole heart out in her arms.

"I'll die of boredom."

"You can go gardening or take a walk."

"But I really like riding." Sinta started her drama.

"If you're not pregnant. I won't ban you. Or if you can refrain from riding it. I'm not selling it."

"I won't ride him. I promise."

"I'm afraid you didn't keep your promise."

"Why do I ride occasionally?"

"Don't, dong.Honey…."

"What's dangerous?"

"Young pregnancy if not careful can miscarry. Vulnerable to shocks."

"That means you can't get rations as long as I'm pregnant?"

"That's different dong! I'll be very careful…."

"cheat! Am I not careful?"

"How do you take care of him?"

"I'll ride slowly of course."

"All right! As long as you promise that suddenly the horse is shocked and loses control. You told the horse, don't be surprised and run? Can you slow down anyway?"

"I thought I'd understand the difference between horse riding and you."

Kontan Dylan let go of his laughter.

"I'm the same as a horse? But it's okay that it matters you've understood."

"I promise I won't ride during pregnancy. Don't sell the horse."

"You really promised?"

Sinta nodded her head.

"How about I put it on one of the farms? After you gave birth. You can ride again. All the horses were returned after you gave birth."

"All right."

Dylan finds James working on one of the farms. He offered him a job to take care of his horses. Moreover, James's residence was not too far from their residence. It's about a kilometer.

James worked at school. Work on the farm part time. Dylan entrusted his horses to him. 

Dylan and Sinta periodically visited their horses.

Sinta was very happy every time she met her horses. Smells and smears his horses.

"You don't make me jealous like that. You're not that happy with me."

She laughed at her husband's joke.

"You're not that happy either when you're kissing the flowers in the garden."

"That's different." Dylan. A witty flash fluttered in both of his eyeballs.

"How could it be different? Hmm.. Which one horse and the other flowers? So different!" Ledek Sinta as she loosened her tongue.

Kontan Sinta hit her husband's arm. His face flushed red withstanding the jealousy that filled his chest cavity.

"You are so outrageous! You don't have to reveal all your thoughts to me." His face held back tears making Dylan unable to hold back his smile.

"Are I not supposed to imagine someone in my own mind?"

"I can't enter let alone control your thoughts but at least, take care of my feelings. You don't have to tell me all your thoughts. Especially one that could hurt my heart."

"You really don't want to know who I'm imagining? He's always been keeping my mind up at all times."

"I don't want to know. Even though we're married. I think it's best, we keep each other's privacy respectful and don't hurt each other."

"You mean I can't read what Jasmine wrote to Dean in their chat box?" The turn of Dylan's face held back his jealousy that just burst into thin air.

"Where do you know that?" Sinta's face turned pale.

"You're not logged out and always using the same password?"

"You're not supposed to intervene in my lap top?"

"My top lap ran out of battery and there's business I can't put off. But maybe I'll never know what you're talking about."

"It was just a casual conversation."

"But he's your ex-husband. Can't forget you and always remember you."

"All too sudden. He made a mistake when we got married. Realize it after it's too late. I only helped him heal and could forget his past. To meet his future."

"Are you telling the truth? I thought you were glad to see it that way."

"Why are you saying that?"

"Why are you still monitoring him?"

"I want to help him move on with his life."

"That's not your job."

"That regret made him unable to move on from his past. I've been happy with you. Of course I want to see him happy with others. I faked my death. It's weighing on me."

"Look, she really likes Jasmine."

"We're just friendly. Don't worry and be blindly jealous."

"Blind jealousy?" Dylan let out a bitter laugh, "You feel sorry for him and want to help him. Or can't forget it at all?"

"You're the one who put me in your mind. You think everyone's like you!" Sinta replied in an angry tone. 

"Sokay know!"

"I don't know! You said it yourself!"

"Do you know who the woman who's always been on my mind?"

"I don't want to know and I will never know. Until whenever. As long as he doesn't interrupt our marriage, that's enough for me!"

"How do you know that you don't want to know?"

"I don't want to be like you. Strongest. Figured out but couldn't resist your blind jealousy?"

"Dean pours out all his feelings and thoughts on you and I can't be jealous?"

"Dean has no one."

"Why should you?"

"I don't want to fight!"

"You started it!"

"I started it but you triggered it!" Sahut Sinta does not want to lose.

"I want to tell you. Who is the woman in my mind!"

"I don't want to hear!" Sinta covered both her ears.

"You must listen!"

"No way!"

Dylan tried to open both palms that covered both ears of Sinta.

"Why do you like to force me?" Sinta's tears trickled down both sides of her cheeks.

"Because I don't want you to know!"

"I don't want a strong ass like you!"

"He's the only one in my life!"

Sinta's tears are pouring in, "Why did you marry me if you love and adore her so much?"

"When I smell the flowers in your garden. I imagined the owner!"

"What do you mean?"

Dylan wiped away Sinta's tears, "What do you think?"