
Huek huek huek Ziva continues to spit out his entrails. Since she was pregnant she was often nauseous in the morning or morning sickness it was fairly natural to occur at a relatively young gestational age but Ziva felt his body was so limp in addition cold sweat began to wash over his body.
"Ziva" said Sinta.
Sinta who was sleeping under the blanket began to wake up when she heard Ziva's voice from the direction of the bathroom. Sinta got up and walked quickly to the bathroom with a worry that she could not hide.
"Ma huek huek huek" Ziva could not continue his speech because the nausea he felt he could no longer bear.
"Ziva be patient, son" said Sinta.
Sinta took wind oil and started rubbing on Ziva's head and chest. Then he began massaging Ziva's nape slowly so that Ziva was better and right after what he did Ziva was better.
"Thank you Ma" said Ziva.
"Here come back basket and you rest your face pale once" said Sinta.
Sinta starts to have Ziva walk out of the bathroom and now Ziva starts to sit in bed with a stand and Sinta puts a pillow behind Ziva so that Ziva is more comfortable.
"How is it still nausea?" ask Sinta.
"A little Ma" Ziva replied.
"Yes you've been sitting here Mama make warm tea for you so that the nausea is gone" said Sinta and began to wake up but Ziva held back by holding Sinta's hand.
"Thank you Ma" said Ziva smiled sincerely at Sinta because he felt the love of a mother who had been lost now again he felt because Sinta loved him so much.
Sinta smiled and re-occupied herself beside Ziva. His hands began to cupped Ziva's face.
"Mama thanks you. Because you're pregnant with your granddaughter. For Mama what you have given to Mama is more valuable than what Mama has always had" said Sinta.
Sinta pulled Ziva's body into her arms and hugged Ziva's body tightly. Likewise with Ziva he was very moved and did not expect that it turned out that behind the difficulties he had felt so far there was happiness as well that he felt.
"For a while" said Sinta.
Sinta came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen to make Ziva tea. But when Sinta was making tea suddenly Vano also went into the kitchen to ask the maid to make him coffee.
"Ma" said Vano.
"Are you awake?" ask Sinta.
"Ya Ma Vano this morning there was meeiting and Vano had to hurry to the office" said Vano.
"O" said Sinta.
Sinta who had finished making the tea started carrying the tea and walked towards Ziva's room leaving Vano who was still standing in the kitchen without even a word. Vano felt confused with Sinta because of Sinta's attitude that became indifferent to her.
"Ma" said Vano as her feet stepped closer to Sinta who was already walking away from her.
"Em" Sinta replied without stopping her footsteps with Vano also walking alongside her.
"Where are you going? so rushed?" ask Vano.
Sinta began to stop her steps she began to put tea in her hands on the table that was near her. And Sinta started staring intently at Vano. Vano felt that something was wrong with Sinta's sharp gaze.
"Mama why?" ask Vano.
"Auu" ringis Vano because Sinta pulled Vano's ear.
"You just know it's good. You don't know your wife is pregnant now and she's vomiting her body limp her face pale. And you were yesterday with her moonshine. You have no feelings?" sinta said with her emotions.
A percussionist!
Sinta who was irritated again touched Vano's forehead.
"Mama" Vano said as he stroked her forehead.
"Ma during Vano's birth Mama never once played hands with Vano. But now Mama has played rough with Vano" exasperated Vano.
"That's because you're a selfish husband. You saw Ziva in the room he was sick again" Sinta said.
Vano who heard Sinta saying that Ziva was sick started running and saw Ziva.
"Darling" said Vano who was already in the room and he settled himself next to Ziva.
"Mas" said Ziva who immediately embraced Vano.
I don't know what Ziva feels but he feels since he was pregnant he wants to continue to hug Vano and he also misses Vano because last night also Vano did not sleep with him.
"Ziva's his tea" said Sinta and he put it on the nightstand.
"Yes. Thank you Ma" Ziva replied.
Sinta smiled and he came out of the room dead Vano and Ziva. He understood with both of them last night he gave lessons only to Vano because he was very unhappy with the selfishness of Vano.
"It's a shame you drink his tea" Vano said as he blew away the drifting tea he was holding.
"Yes" replied Ziva and he began to sip the tea that Vano was holding.
"Have you gone?" ask Vano with taste.
"it's already" Ziva replied.
Vano again put the glass he held on the nightstand and he again pulled Ziva's body into his arms he missed the smell of Ziva's body that had become opium to him.
"Mas" said Ziva, who was still in her husband's intimate arms.
"Yes dear" said Vano.
Cups!.
Vano sneaked Ziva's forehead without taking off his embrace.
"Mas Ziva can ask for something?" asked Ziva in a small voice and hesitated but could still be heard by Vano.
"What would my wife ask for?" asked Vano who slightly distanced Ziva's body so that he could see Ziva's face.
"Emm" Ziva hesitates to say his wish and he is not sure Vano will.
"Dear wife of the beautiful. What are you gonna ask for?" vano asked and he hugged Ziva back.
Ziva was silent he was confused how to convey his wishes to Vano. He was also afraid that Vano refused or did not want to grant his wish. Because his desire is a little silly but want how else he really wants it.
"Darling" said Vano as he waited for what Ziva would say but he did not speak. Vano raised Ziva's chin and m***Ziva's lips because honestly he misses him a lot.
"Mas" said Ziva while pushing Vano away from her.
"Hehehe what do you want. I waited for it" said Vano as his face continued to look at Ziva's face waiting for what he said Ziva.