"Hanzero" I Love you Miss

Know bunting.

Still with the suffering that has not changed, it seemed more miserable, but made Hanzero more excited to face him.

Although sometimes tired of gnawing at his bones, but a sense of happiness dismissed his fatigue. He was even more patient and painstaking in facing the Azkayra craving period which for him became his own strength for it.

Azka's smooth skin looks more beautiful in Hanz's eyes, but Azka's body is slightly thinner in the days before she was positive to be pregnant. Maybe because Azka continues to regurgitate the intake of nutrients that at any time touch her stomach.

That afternoon, Hanz continued to stare at his wife's flat stomach and did not look bulging. In his heart, he could not wait for when the beautiful stomach would grow.?

He walked over, "Azka, what do you want to eat tonight.?" stroking his istir's stomach.

"Nothing." A short answer from Azka without caring about the questioner.

"Don't you, then,? you must have a wish."

"Well, why force it.? I'm the one who wants to eat, right.?" sahut the judes Azka.

"From the day you wake me up, it's better now that you mention your request tonight" replied Hal, avoiding the chaos that would occur later that night.

"You're not sincere, are you.?" those cynical eyes glanced at Hanz.

"Ikhlas, it's just that sometimes I'm too asleep. Kasian, you have to wake me up many feet." said Hanz.

"You're insinuating me.?"

"God... It's not that." Hanz went wrong.

"Hanz, I'm sorry, am I? I always disturb your sleep. But this is your son's request. ?" whinek Azka.

"Yes, ! I-i know. My son's request, so I'm happy to obey him." replied Hanz scratching his hair, but not itching.

"Oh, is that it.?"

"Yes Azka.!"

"That means if it's purely my request, you won't obey it huh.!!" the eyes were now full of emphasis.

"Oh my God, why is it wrong again. I'm obviously doing it.!" hanz defended himself.

"Don't don't, after your son was born, you don't care about his mother anymore." Azka was still with her emphasis.

"Azka, it's not. You and him are the same, I care about you guys anytime. "

"The point is I have to stay first. Don't want to be in the duakan number." said Azka in an annoyed tone.

"Definitely. You remain number one and my son is also number one." replied Hanz.

"Hanz, number one there's only one. Why two.?" cupp...!! lazy dizzy Hanz immediately grabbed Azka's mouth and edged wildly there.

"Shut up, I don't want to argue. Or I'll cut your lips tonight Miss Azkayra.". whispered Hanz pulling the wife's body into bed.

"Let go Hanz, off. !" Azka.

"No way, before you stop babbling." Hanz tightened his shackles.

"For Hanz, I won't babble anymore.!"

Hanz smiled victoriously and let go of his embrace.

" Now you eat first huh,? " tawar Hanz.

Azka shakes.

"Azka, you have to eat even if you throw up again later, but you still have to fill your stomach."

Once again Azka shook her head. "I'll eat a cake made by Berlanda. Tonight Berlanda promised to make a cake for me." Azka replied.

"Oh yeah,? What cake.?" ask Hanz.

"Excuse me Miss." From behind the door Berlanda stepped in.

"Can I come in.?"

"Sure, are you done with it?" tanya Azka approached Berlanda who was still standing in front of the door of their room.

"Already Miss, according to Miss's request." replied Berlanda handed me a plate containing the intended food.

"Thank you Berlin." Azka said with a satisfied smile.

"Please enjoy her Miss, I'll excuse you.?" Berlin will soon be ready.

The curious Hanz approached Azka who was already sitting on the sofa holding the plate .

"What is this Azka, ? Isn't this an ordinary fry.?" hanz asked as he grabbed one of the cakes.

"Huh, .. Know why you can bunting.?" Hanz was astonished by the name of the food he had never seen.

"It's just Hanz, not really bunting. Already , don't bother me." cut Azka directly devouring the tofu with cayenne pepper.

"Why did you eat that much cayenne Azka..? Since when do you like spicy?" Hanz was worried to see Azka so greedy eating cayenne pepper without feeling pungent.

"Since this day. And eating tofu like this is indeed suitable Hanz chili, you want to try it ? "

"No no, .!" Hanz refused, and only noticed Azka's behavior, which continued to devour the food until it ran out.

Why do pregnant people change everything.? Does this also include baby luggage.?

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Time goes slowly for Hanz, his impatience awaits the baby was born even more passionate.

And today the content of Azka is still running into the sixth month makes Hanz increasingly impatient waiting for his wait that feels very long. The flat stomach was already seen bloated, and further added to the sexiness of Azka's body in Hanz's eyes.

Once a month Hanz does not forget to take his wife to do a routine examination of his womb. USG was done to find out the development of Azka fetus, but they both agreed not to want to know the sex of their baby even though it was later seen the type.

They want, it becomes a surprise that will spread later.

Azka's cravings were over, and Hanz was able to breathe a sigh of relief again without having to be interrupted by Azka's strange request.

Azka's body already looks fat.

"Ah, you're getting pretty Azka." praise Hanz for grabbing his wife's body from behind.

"My body's getting wider, Hanz, you said it's getting prettier. You're insulting me, aren't you.?" ketus Azka's.

"No Azka. You're really getting pretty. Believe it." Hanz wants to convince Azka by pulling her in front of the mirror.

"Look, you don't realize it ?" said Hanz put his lips on the neck of the Azka level.

Azka just smiled while groping her stomach.

"But chances are, after I give birth my body will stretch Hanz.?" azka.

"What's the relationship.?"

"Because I'm going to breastfeed your baby with my own Asi. And she said breastfeeding the baby would make the body fatter" Azka replied.

"Are you really going to breastfeed our baby Azka.?" Hanz stared in disbelief.

"Yes, why is it. You mind.?"

"Azka, I really salute you. Rarely in today's times is a woman willing to breastfeed their baby. I'm so happy. You're really a real mother." said Hanz showering kisses on Azka's head.

"No Hanz, I really wanted to do it. But later you should be ready to lose your favorite grip." Azka said smiling mockingly.

"Huh, right too. Then what's my fate. ?" The conscious Hanz immediately looked disappointed.

"You're Old Hanz, you have to give up."

"No way, you should be able to share with Fair" said Hanz catching both hands on Azka's chest.

"It's mine." he muttered.

"Hanz, you won't budge for your son, huh..! You're so selfish." Azka brushed off Hanz's hand that was squeezing her chest.

"Let's be fair, I just need the case. And she filled it." said Han felt the stomach of Azka who smiled amusedly at the words of her husband.

"He moves Azka, he moves.!" at once Hanz was surprised there and continued to feel Azka's stomach. Feel the little movement there.

"Do you feel Azka's.?"

"Yes, he is angry with you because you want to snatch his possessions" Azka replied smiling happily.

"Could you.? No dear... Papa won't bother who will be yours later." said Hanz approaching his ear in Azka's stomach.

Azka stroked Hanz's hair, her heart was so happy.

*Three more months, ah.. I'm going to be a mother of Hanzero's son. Happy is me.

\_Thank God\_

Azkay*

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