You took away my crown, I Stole Your Heart.
Chapters. 41 Living Together.

The sultan immediately gawked at Mira's smile. Alamak, very sweet, he thought. Dead brother, deck.!!!!!

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It was still morning, but Mitha had already woken up and rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Fatan. It had become his daily routine since living in Fatan's apartment.

He decides to accept Fatan's proposal for them to live together in that apartment. Although mommy Amel and Papa Bram initially objected to the wishes of the Fatan, but in the end they could not force Fatan.

Fatan brought up the reason why he asked Mitha to stay with him in his apartment. He wanted to learn to build his own household with Mitha.

Although this marriage started from the agreement of the two of them, but he still hopes, in the future he and Mitha can be together forever.

Finally Mommy Amel and Papa Bram can accept Fatan's reason and give all the best for the son.

The apartment they live in now only has one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

Since the bedroom was only one, initially Fatan said that he would sleep on the sofa only. Just like when they were at Mommy's and Fatan's. However, then Mitha herself asked Fatan to sleep on her side, even though it was still bordering on the bolsters.

Fatan feels okay with that limitation. It doesn't matter if he sleeps facing the wall. After all, he was already quite happy because Mitha had allowed him to sleep in the same bed.

The first night of sleeping together, Mitha put up a big roll as a barrier between herself and Fatan. But at midnight, Fatan felt like someone was holding him from behind.

As soon as she turned around, it was Mitha who was embracing her. The woman's body had even been tightly stuck behind her.

The young woman who was pregnant was cold because Fatan was too cold when setting the AC. The pregnant woman curled up behind Fatan like a fried shrimp with her legs bent.

Fatan smiled faintly. It turned out that his tactic of deliberately setting the AC with a very cold temperature managed to make Mitha inching closer to him. Lost already bolsters the barrier between them. Mitha herself got rid of the bolster and chose to hug Fatan in search of warmth.

Without hesitation, Fatan immediately hugged Mitha's body and held the plump body behind a blanket that covered both of their bodies until the morning.

" Good morning." a greeting sounded from behind. Continued with a hug from behind by someone. Not to forget also a kiss on his forehead and stomach, complement the greeting and sweet treatment Fatan for Mitha.

That's what Fatan always did for a month he lived in this apartment. Although at first Mitha protested because she felt uncomfortable. But Fatan always said that he did all that not for Mitha, but for the fetus she contained, which was their child.

Mitha was finally only able to resignedly accept all the treatment of Fatan on her or on her fetus, whatever, Mitha did not care. However, so far, silent - silent she enjoys all the sweet treatment of Fatan for their baby.

" Battle, Brother. Then breakfast soon. Didn't you have a final exam today. You better be prepared soon so that you are not late" said Mitha.

He immediately served a plate of fried rice complete with eggs and sausages as well as a glass of warm milk. It was Fatan's favorite breakfast. Living at home with a little Fatan he began to know the habits and habits of the man. Fatan is a person who is a little closed and does not easily get along with someone. Friends can be counted on the fingers. And Fatan is not a person who easily trusts people.

Regarding food, the guy is also very selective. Although he was a doctor, Fatan did not like fish. But for fish-based foods such as filed fish or empek - empek, he can still eat.

As for shopping matters, the two of them always shop together. Fatan never let Mitha shop alone even though the supermarket they were shopping at was on the ground floor of their apartment.

" Are you going to the hospital today to see Indar's doctor?" tanya Fatan while sliding the dining table chair. His hand moved to grab the plate containing Mitha's fried rice. Then without babibu, he just ate the fried rice.

" As always, it's always delicious and delicious" he thought with a smile. He had always loved egg fried rice and Mitha made sausages that tasted amazingly good on Fatan's tongue.

"Yes, today is my schedule to meet with Indar's doctor. Ordinary, most check the contents." Mitha who was sitting on the side of the kitchen replied in a lazy tone. His hands are busy tinkering with his cell phone.

Fatan stopped bribing his food and looked in wonder at Mitha.

" What's up? How is ogah - ogahan? " tanyanya wonder.

" I don't know, today it seems like I'm not feeling well" she replied.

Fatan stopped eating and moved closer to Mitha. At the time of hugging Mitha, she felt that Mitha's body temperature was a little warmer than usual.

His hand moved holding Mitha's forehead. Kinda hot. Mitha seems to have a fever.

Fatan acted quickly. She rushed to get her medical equipment and asked Mitha to lie down in their room so she could check on her condition.

" It seems you have a little fever. Come on, you better rest in the room. Promise with doctor Indar let me cancel" said Fatan. The doctor immediately turned possessive.

" But sister, it's the kitchen hasn't been cleaned" Mitha denied. He feels uncomfortable if he leaves the kitchen a mess.

"Mitha, listen to me. You just rest. Don't think about anything else. Later I will ask Ms. Ning, the housekeeper at my mother's house to come here. Let him do all the work. From now on, you can no longer work - work in the kitchen." pinta Fatan who can no longer be denied by Mitha.

" But I don't have a job, Dong, sister" Mitha protested. He immediately pouted his face towards Fatan.

Seeing Mitha's attitude like that, Fatan became anxious. Both of his hands were slumping Mitha's face which was pouting.

" Mitha, don't argue. This is all for the good of you and our children. I don't want anything to happen either with you or with our baby" she said in a stern tone. There was violence on Fatan's face, but the look in his eyes looked full of tenderness.

" Okay, doctor Fatan. I will obey your advice." said Mitha while Huh, so the doctor was fierce, anyway." Mitha grumbled annoyed.

" A recalcitrant patient like you must be fierce. Otherwise, not healed - healed." he replied while peeping the head and then Mitha's cheeks. Sometimes if again baper, Mitha likes to blush herself after Fatan kissed her. As it is now.

" Why do you smile - smile yourself? " ask Fatan.

" Ahh... Brother Fatan. It's there, go! It's too late, just kapok." said Mitha who felt embarrassed because she was caught smiling - her own smile when she looked at her husband.

Fatan smiled knots while grabbing his car keys. He knew at this time, Mitha must be baper because of her sweet treatment.

Mitha is sweet once again baper, thought Fatan.