(Not) Old Friday

Will Be Parents

The designer finally stood up, feeling unsettled because Nayla did not return from the toilet. He stepped into the ladies' room.

"Please! Mas Reka please!"

Hearing Nayla's voice, Reka went straight into the toilet. "Rio!" The designs instantly pulled Rio to the point that he released Nayla. "Don't touch my wife!" one hard punch landed on Rio's stomach.

"Wife? Only contract wives! Anyone can do business with your woman."

"So, watch your talk!" The design hit Rio's lower jaw. Then Reka again gripped the crah Rio. "Initiate who you are! Or you're being told to do this. I'll sue you!"

Nayla leaned more and more against the toilet door, her vision blurred. The cold sweat further soaked his temples, his body feeling extremely weak. "Mas" called him softly because he was no longer able to support his body.

Suddenly, Reka looked at Nayla. "Naila!" Reka took off her ambush on Rio when she saw Nayla's limp body. He held the body with his arms. "Nayla, baby!" The design hit Nayla's cheek softly to wake up.

Nayla kept her eyes closed. Then Reka lifts Nayla's body and immediately takes her out.

"Well, why sir's wife?"

The designers did not answer those questions. He rushed out of the hotel and into the parking lot. He tried to open his own car.

"Dear, please wake up." The designer rubbed back Nayla's cheek which she had lowered in the front seat, but there was still no response. He put a sit bealt on Nayla's body and then he came in and sat in the driver's seat. He immediately drove his car to the hospital.

The designer was already very impatient, moreover he had to pass two red lights.

"Nay," Reka stretched out her hand rubbing the top of Nayla's head.

Nayla opened her eyes slowly. "Mas Design."

"Thank God you're sober, we'll be in the hospital soon." The designer clasped Nayla's cold hand to keep her awake.

"Body I'm so limp" said Nayla very slowly.

"Dear, we're at the hospital." He stops his car in the hospital parking lot, gets off and takes Nayla to the IGD.

After laying Nayla down on the cage, the doctor immediately examined Nayla's condition.

"Please wait outside for a minute."

The plan was to wait for Nayla's examination in front of the room. If he hadn't taken Nayla to dinner with his co-worker, Nayla's psychic wouldn't have been shaken like this.

"Why can't I take care of Nayla." The design snorted in annoyance then sat on the waiting chair.

Moments later the doctor who treated Nayla came out.

The plan immediately stood up and approached the Doctor. "How's my wife doing, Doc?"

"Good Father, wife is pregnant."

It was as if they could not believe hearing that statement. "Pregnant, Doc?"

"Yes, have you ever done a test? Estimated age of the body is about 6 weeks. To better know the condition of the womb, I recommend doing the ultrasound tomorrow morning and your wife should be hospitalized overnight because her blood pressure is also very low."

"Good Doc. Can I see my wife."

"Yes, it's okay after your wife is transferred to the ward. But please take care of the administration first."

The designer nodded his head. He immediately took care of Nayla's administrative expenses. After he finished, he walked quickly towards the VIP room. He opened the 5th room. He went inside and smiled looking at Nayla who was lying on the cage.

"Dear." The designer sat near the cage holding Nayla's hand. "We will be parents" said Reka with teary eyes because of her blissful sense of happiness.

Nayla nodded her head while smiling even those tears had already dripped down her cheeks.

Nayla shook her head. "This is also the work of Mas Reka every night."

That sentence made Reka laugh. Yes, it is true that he has tried every night.

Reka's hand gently rubbed Nayla's still flat stomach, then brought her face closer and kissed deeply. Closing his eyes and whispering expressions of happiness and regret.

"Mas." Nayla decomposes thick hair Design.

"Yes dear." The plan now upholds itself.

"I'm sorry I embarrassed you" said Nayla.

Reka shook her head and cupped both of Nayla's cheeks. "It is I who should apologize. I can't take care of you. I let you be humiliated like that. I won't let anything like this happen again in your life." She hugged herself and hugged Nayla. "It's enough you've always been humbled like that. You're my wife, the person I love the most."

"Even though I am hurt but let them say what is important I am always with Mas Reka."

The designer nodded his head. He brought his face closer and looked into Nayla's eyes. "We will always be together. Our happiness will feel perfect with the presence of our prospective child."

Nayla nodded her head.

Then Reka drew closer and kissed gently on Nayla's lips.

"I love you."

"I also love you, Mas Reka."

The designer straightened himself while patting his own jidat. "I forgot to tell my mother."

"I've already told you. Tomorrow morning after the USG I can also go home."

The designer took a deep breath and took the food that was on the nightstand. "You eat first. Then take a break."

Slowly Nayla sat down and leaned back. She took bribes after bribes from her husband. It feels so good to get that feed. "So bad to be bribed."

"So this pregnant woman wants to be bribed if she eats? Okay, I'm bribing ya every day."

Nayla laughs spoiled.

"From now on you have to rest a lot, you can't be too tired. I also don't invite you to stay up late anymore, except for the patch." Laugh at the end of his sentence.

"Yes, it's."

It didn't take long for all the food on the tray to be clean. "Drinking vitamins used to keep resting." The design helps Nayla hold the bottle of minerals she drinks.

After she finished taking the vitamins, Nayla relaxed herself. "Mas, sleep here." Nayla shifted herself and gave her husband an empty space to sleep next to her.

"okay." The designer took off his suit, and unbuttoned two of his shirt. He took off his shoes and climbed up the cage and took Nayla into his arms. "You're sleeping, baby. If your morning sickness is severe, you better take a leave of absence."

Nayla shook her head. "It's only a day's holiday tomorrow. I still seem strong for college."

"Yes already. If there's anything you call me right away."

Nayla nodded her head. He breathed in the masculine scent on the chest of the Design, feeling so soothing to his soul. The added rubbing of Reka in her head increasingly brought her to dreamland.

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