Tired of Loving you
Miss Marsya is sick?

"Fat, the souvernir order's done, is it?" ask Rania over the phone.

"Beres, which has not been done with our payday," murmured Fatma.

"Sorry, I forgot .. later from here I go straight there, okay!"

"Okay, I'd like to discuss ordering a wedding dress and its surroundings,"

"Alhamdulillah, alright ... "

"If so, I close first. Boutique rame nih, assalamualaikum, babe,"

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

After the call was cut off, Rania again cleaned up her new boutique filled with building waste. Bathed in sweat, Rania remained eager to do everything herself.

Fatma and Nova have offered to help her, especially with conditions that are young pregnant, prone to bleeding or even miscarriage. However, Rania Keukeh cleans it herself.

The woman who had a clean crazy disorder painstakingly cleaned the floor, glass, and some other dusty furniture. Boutique measuring 150m², luxury design assisted with lamp decoration, adding to the impression of the boutique more beautiful and elegant.

Although it must drain the thickness of money, it certainly will not make Rania hungry, right? This new boutique capital, the real hard work of Rania writing and boutique income. The result is fantastic.

Going forward, Rania aspires to create a foundation for street children, including the five children who now live in her central boutique. He wants to reduce their activities that should not be their obligation, and provide them with clothing, food, and board.

Only fifteen minutes later, Rania is wrapped in a dust cloud, shocked by Shaka's sudden arrival. More surprisingly, Shaka brought some janitors.

"Mas, what's going on? Why are you bringing this many people? Want ceremony?" rania asked in surprise while wiping the sweat that was pouring on her forehead.

"My wife is pregnant young, can't go the extra mile. Look, your sweat makes your hijab soaking wet like this" Shaka snorted.

"Sorry, I just wanted to make this boutique clean because of the touch of my hand. Apparently, it had only been a few minutes that I had been drenched in sweat like this," Rania looked down sharply, realizing her mistake. If this is the case, Shaka does not until the heart berates his wife even harder.

"Adi, tell them to clean this place as clean as possible. I'll take my wife to rest!" shaka exclaimed to Adi who was immediately answered a nod obediently by the assistant.

"Now, you rest" said Shaka gently but firmly.

"Gendong ..." whining spoiled Rania. Shaka smiled broadly at the spoiled whimper coming out of his wife's lips. Not waiting long, Rania's body like slammed and directly into the chest deck of the field of the beloved Romeo.

Incidentally, in the boutique Rania also provides a special private room herself that is equipped with a bathroom.

Arriving in the room nuanced blue sea with knickknacks themed One Piece, Shaka lay Rania's body on a soft bed with medium.

With full of latency, Shaka took off Rania's wet hijab and opened a few buttons for his wife's clothes to be more relieved.

"Sorry, Honey. I was so excited that I forgot to call you," Rania hugged her husband's fragrant body tightly, then kissed Shaka's chin affectionately. One second, two seconds, three seconds, Shaka closed his eyes feeling the tender pink flesh that was so sweet to him. But a moment later, Shaka realized that his wife needed refreshment.

"Have a bath, your body stinks," Shaka clamped his nose as if his nose sniffed an unpleasant smell. Suddenly the right made Rania snatch annoyed. But keep her feet going to the bathroom.

After Rania's departure, Shaka's phone rang. The name "Mom" is on the main screen, sign Mrs Marsya is calling.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma," said Shaka.

"What?! Okay, I'll be right there,"

Along with the disconnection of the phone call, Rania just came out of the bathroom because she forgot to bring a towel.

"Who's calling, Mom? Are you panicking with his face?" Rania furrowed her brows.

"Mama's in the hospital, honey. I have to get there as soon as possible," a look of worry filled Shaka's handsome face, making Rania pity.

"Go .. be careful and take good care of yourself," whispered Rania softly as she rubbed her husband's shoulders, channeling her strength to keep Shaka calm and able to control her emotions.

"But how are you? I can't possibly take you there, the doctor hasn't allowed you to travel far by plane, dear ..."

"I'm fine here, Mom. The main one is Mama. Me and our baby will be safe here, okay,"

"All right, I'll be there. But you have to promise to stay fine" Shaka cupped his wife's cheek and kissed her overstretched nose.

"I promise." But somehow, letting Shaka go made his heart riled and restless, but only for a few days.

"May God always take care of you for me and for our child, Mas." isak Rania inwardly.

"I'm your meridha, go. Take good care of Mama," Rania hugged her husband tightly. For some reason, there was a sense of pain in the recesses of his heart.

**Hi, Readers!

Sorry, I'm slow to update.

But you know, I'm not lazy to look for ideas, but because in the last few weeks, I'm not feeling well and have a lot of rest.

I hope, you guys don't get tired of reading my obnoxious stories, huh!

I Love You, All ...

Stay healthy and stay happy, okay! 🥰**