Wonder woman
Foot Therapy

Thin smile etched on the face, Rose. He did not expect if Michelson would comply without complaining even though Rosw knew, the man in front of him was very tired every day working in the office. Even at home, his own is also not separated from his laptop.

"Look at Daddy, son. He's willing to wake up in the middle of the night to your liking." Rose rubbed her stomach affectionately.

"Mommy, baby. The fried rice will use sausage or meatballs?michelson looked smilingly at Rose.

"Bakso and sausage cakes, Daddy. But just a little, Daddy. Hem, I like to wear a lot of soy sauce and not too spicy." Rose's Request to Michelson.

Michelson resumed his cooking action, until fifteen minutes passed and now his homemade fried rice was available in front, Rose. The fragrant bai of the cuisine made Rose impatiently want to taste it.

"Daddy, how do you make one plate? so Daddy didn't eat?" Rose was astonished that only one plate was presented in front of her.

"I'm still full, mommy. Eat, baby. I made it with all my heart, with love." Michelson rubbed Rose's black suri affectionately. Then sitting in front of Rose with his chin supported watching the woman in front of him eat his homemade cooking.

"Hemmmm good, I just found out that Daddy can cook. Since when, can Daddy cook?" rose looked at the sweet face of her husband.

"When Papah was alive, I used to love helping Bi Surti in the kitchen. Then when I was studying abroad I was also used to cooking by myself." Michelson said without blinking looking at his wife's pretty face.

Rose ate the fried rice so greedily that it was gone unceremoniously.

"Mommy, must be baby Dede who asked to make fried rice by his daddy?" Michelson smiled cheerfully as he gently rubbed Rose's flat stomach.

"Hem, yes Daddy. I was actually hesitant when I wanted to wake you up. That's why I can't sleep." Rose chuckled as she grabbed her drink.

"Mommy, next time do not hesitate if you want anything to say. I will always be a standby husband for you. Whatever Dede baby wants, as long as I can I will definitely grant and follow." Michelson kissed his wife's fingers.

"Daddy, if every night I want you to cook for me what would you like?" Rose squinted her eyebrows.

She felt unsure if her husband would be willing to cook every night for her.

"Mommy likes my cooking so much, huh? since when does a high-priced woman like yourself eat my cooking?" michelson's taunts on Rose.

"Hem, since today Mr. Michelson is handsome." Rose stared cynically at her husband.

"Stop mocking me, later if I obey you and do not ask for anything else you protest and miss the same nagging and my request again," said Rose who had finished with her meal.

"You're weird, Daddy. If I do anything on my own you feel like you're no use to me because I never asked you for anything."

Hearing Rose who said at length, Michelson immediately worried.

"Yes-yes, just get angry. Yes we've bobbed again, you have to rest a lot so you and Dede baby are always healthy. Don't pout like that, I'm just kidding."

Rose ignored her husband's words, she brought a glass and the plate would be placed in the kitchen sink. Michelson banned it.

"Let me, you go to the room and rest later I follow." Michelson said that he had taken over the dirty glasses and plates in his hand, Rose.

Then he passed away going towards the kitchen sink. Rose just smiled seeing that, she was glad Michelson was so considerate of her.

"Your Daddy is second to none, baby. Mommy hope Daddy will always be like this to us. Hopefully later you are also born healthy perfect congratulations not lacking anything." Rose smiled as she rubbed her flat stomach.

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The next day, Dr. Brian had come to Mension Michelson. He will teach Mamah Berta how to stimulate the nerves of his muscles are still tense and stiff because it has long been in a coma and at that time only get alternative pengibay by Mr. Rangga.

"Who's been?" asked Dr. Brian while looking at Mamah Berta.

Mamah Berta simply responded by nodding his head, as he was not yet able to speak.

Dr. Brian revealed the pants that Mamah Berta wore were limited to her knees. Brian started to touch the leg slowly then he pressed it down. Mamah Berta only noticed what Dr. Brian was doing to her.

"Miss, would I be sick if I press like this?" brian asked slightly pressing Mamah Berta's leg harder until the woman whimpered in pain.

Brian smiled as he removed his hand from Mamah Berta's leg.

"That means your legs are still working, Mrs Berta. The proof is that you can still feel pain in your feet, so there is no need to worry. I'm sure if, Madam diligently foot therapy will certainly soon be able to walk again."

"Now try your toes slowly, madam."

Brian's Doctor Pinta on Mamah Berta.

The middle-aged woman according to although difficult, but her toes can be moved again.

"Still you yes, madam?" asked Brian who saw Mamah Berta so troubled and very trying to move his legs.

Mamah Berta again responded to Brian's question with a nod of his head while smiling a little.

Brian smiled as well.

"I'll massage again soon yes it might hurt but later your legs will be a little more comfortable."

Brian began to grasp the soles of Mamah Berta's feet which made him laugh because he felt amused in the soles of his feet.

Mamah Berta grimaced, Brian just smiled then he began to massage the patient's legs in front of him to make Mamah Berta scream this time sounding loudly because of the pain. This time the pain was like breaking.

"Hold, madam. I was stretching his muscles so as not to be too stiff again," said Brian in a nod by Mamah Berta.

This middle-aged woman grimaced with the pain in her legs, although she wanted to scream again but she tried to hold it in fear that the entire house would be disturbed by her screams.

"Already, madam. Try your footwork again." Brian's orders to Mamah Berta.

Mamah Berta was hesitant but he moved his legs and this time it was very smooth.

Mamah Berta smiled cheerfully.

"Well, this young doctor is great. My toes are not stiff anymore and are easier to move" Mamah Berta said in her heart.