A Wife's Heart

CHAPTER 98

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After dawn prayers, Reza intends to exercise around his residential complex before he leaves for office. Reza is ready after his sport. Collared white T-shirts and black training pants that are long to the calf with a famous brand, are the choice. Not to forget the sneakers are black, increasing the good looks of a father with one child.

Reza headed for the bed where his wife was still pampered under her thick blanket. For a few days, Reza felt something strange about his wife's behavior.

If usually after the dawn prayer Lira will do her activities take care of her daughter, but some days Lira seems lazy. After the dawn prayer, the lira chose to go back to sleep. Moreover, Inas has been sleeping more often in his grandmother's room since a few days ago. So, the Lira feels freer to sleep again after the dawn prayer.

"I don't usually think he's this." Reza Mumbled.

Reza placed the back of her hand on Lira's forehead to ensure her body temperature. Not hot. Thought Reza.

"Dear, wake up."

Reza stroked the head of the Lira's arm gently. Reza tried several times to wake Lira, but still failed. Lira refused to open her heavy eyes.

Seeing the reluctant Lira wake up, Reza chooses to let her sleep. Reza kissed the temple Lira with a friendly, after which he went out of the room to run in the morning, still fresh air.

As Reza came down the stairs, he passed Mirna who was cleaning the house. This morning the atmosphere of the house is still quiet because both parents Reza, choose to remain in the room while accompanying Inas who was still sleeping soundly.

"Good morning, den." Greet Mirna politely.

"Morning, bi. Inas hasn't woken up yet?"

"Not yet, den."

"Yes already. Later if my wife wakes up and keeps nyariin me, say I run in the morning ya, bi."

"Ready, den."

"Oh yes, aunts please masakin porridge as usual for my son." Let's Reza.

"But den, usually the cook is Non Lira." Mirna answered while being scared.

It was Lira who made porridge for Inas. She never allowed anyone to prepare food for Inas because Lira wanted her daughter to get used to her mother's cooking.

"No papa, bi. My wife can't cook anymore. So please auntie ready. Let's just get up, the food's ready."

"Good, den."

"Thank you, bi. I'm going first. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes, wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullah."

Mirna continued her pending work. After that he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for his master.

Meanwhile, Reza headed for a garden that is quite spacious and neatly arranged in his residential neighborhood, not far from his home. Reza started warming up and ran around the park several times. Because today is not a holiday, so the atmosphere of the park looks quiet. There were only a few people exercising in the park. Reza really enjoyed it because he was among those who did not like the crowd.

Sweat had begun to wash over Reza's body. The sun was also starting to emit its rays that were so warm. Reza ended his morning run while walking leisurely, returning home.

When he arrived in front of the house, Reza saw his father was doing light exercise in the yard.

"Papa, are you here by yourself?"

Reza joined his father in the yard while removing the sweat that still pours around his forehead.

"Yes. Your mom is taking care of Inas sleeping." Answer Martin. "Where are you from, Za?"

"Jogging in the garden ahead there, pa."

"You're jogging, you're not riding papa anyway!" Martin was a little upset.

"Where do you want to take papa, the guy just left Reza, papa is still in the room. Want to jump also afraid later Inas with the voice of Reza, he continues to cry again."

"Yes already. But next time you want to jog, don't forget to take papa."

"Yes, pa. Reza go in first, pa. Take a shower at the office."

"Hm."

Reza went inside the house straight to her room. He saw his wife still asleep. Reza approached Lira, then rubbed her innocent face using her thumb.

"Darling, let's get up. It's morning."

Reza kissed Lira's entire face to make Lira squirm while squinting her eyes, adjusting to the sunlight that barged in through the sidelines of her room window.

"Mas, where did it come from? It smells good, anyway!" Asked Lira with a hoarse voice.

"Mas ran out in the morning, baby." Reza again showered Lira's face with a kiss because he felt anxious to see the innocent face of Lira.

"Mas, ticklish." Pekik Lira then covered her face with a blanket.

"Eat it, baby wake up."

"No, my mom." Answer Lira from under the blanket.

"Well, baby don't want to wake up."

With a slow motion, Reza climbed into bed and began to tickle the belly of Lira until the woman screamed and laughed.

"Aaaakkkhhh....Hahaaaahha. Mas, already. Forgive me, amused. Haha."

"No mercy before you wake up." Reza replied without stopping her tickling in the Lira's stomach.

"Yes, Lira is awake. Ahhaha..."

Forced Lira to wake up with bad breath. The lira leaned against the head of the bed while adjusting her breathing. Reza did the same thing, leaning on the head of the bed, but his eyes could not be separated from his wife's face.

"Well, how does it smell?"

Lira turned her face up to face Reza while squinting her eyes. While Reza frowned, astonished at his wife's words.

"Well, honey? There's a, um, sweaty dumpling."

"So, just a fragrant mas. Lira likes."

Lira began to suck her face into Reza's neck while inhaling the residual smell of Reza's sweat mixed with her favorite expensive perfume.

Reza begins to suspect Lira's strange behavior which he considers unusual. As a doctor, of course Reza knows what the symptoms of pregnant women like.

"Darling, I'd like to ask."

"Hmmmm, ask me what?" He answered without letting go of his embrace.

"Well, when was the last month?"

Lira withdrew from her calming embrace. He began to think, then looked at Reza's face in confusion.

"Hmmm, when is it. Lira forgot about it."

"Honey to feel that there is something strange is not the same body dear or maybe, baby want something?"

"Nothing, my mom. Lira just wants to sleep. Lira also does not know why the innate sleepiness continues, mas. Lira also likes the same smell of sweat mas, fragrant." Answer innocently. "What the hell is it?" Asked Lira with a confused look since then.

Reza immediately smiled happily because he felt his guess was right. Reza is very confident that at this time, his wife is pregnant with the results of her seeds.

"We're going to the doctor, baby." Reza said with a happy face that he could no longer hide.

"When you go to the doctor, mas? Lira doesn't hurt anymore."

"Not that, baby, we go to the gynecologist. Mas tasa, now in the stomach dear again there is a baby." Reza answered while rubbing the flat Lira's stomach.

The lira immediately rounded her eyes. She did not believe the words of her husband.

"Mas, how did Lira get pregnant? We rarely do it. Cook just for yesterday instantly so today, anyway!" Said Lira shaking her head while giggling amusedly.

"It can, baby. We can make it fit baby again fertile. I don't want to know, we went to the hospital today. Can't argue." Reza's word doesn't want to be disputed.

Lira could only sigh slowly. If this is the case, he cannot argue. After all, it is also not wrong that he checked himself to the obstetrician. It could have been in her stomach had been present the seeds of her love with her husband that they made a month ago.

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After taking a shower, Lira gets ready to go to the hospital with Reza. Reza's plan to the office forced him to delay until he finished accompanying his wife to the obstetrician.

Reza held Lira's hand tightly as she went down the stairs. He wants to keep his wife from unwanted things. Though it can not be ascertained if the Lira is pregnant or not. He relied on his instincts as a doctor.

Arriving at the dining room, Reza pulled up a chair for Lira to sit down. Then he took Inas who had already stretched out his hand asking to be carried immediately by his mother.

Inas screamed loudly as Reza carried him. He continued to stretch his hand towards the Lira.

"Huuaaavaaa.huua..awaaaa.."huaaaaa."

"The trunk is just like the deck."

Inas refused while continuing to wriggle to escape from his father's sling. Feeling unbearable to see her son continue to cry, Lira immediately took Inas from her husband.

"Siniin dedek, ma'am."

"Can't be darling. Later if dedek suddenly kicked the stomach dear, how?" Reza's down.

"No papa, mas. Lira is not fat, really. Just want my pocket, let the grandpa calm down." Lira answered convincingly.

In fact, Reza was very afraid if Inas would overlap Lira's stomach. But as Inas continued to cry, Reza was forced to put him in Lira's lap.

"Cup, cup. Unfortunately mother, don't cry."

Lira began to rub Inas' head affectionately. Inas was still crying just a hiccup in Lira's lap. For some reason, today he felt very spoiled and did not want to be far from his mother. Even for food, if usually Inas always wanted to be fed to his father, this time he wanted his mother who fed him. Although Reza had offered himself by thrusting a spoon filled with his favorite porridge, but Inas still refused. Inas shook his head while tightly closing his small mouth.

"Tumben so fussy today. Usually he whines, wants his papa to bribe." Chirps Irma is confused.

"I don't know, ma. Lira was confused too. Usually also do not want to be away from his father." Tymphal Lira.

"Dedek jealous times, ma. I want to have a sister." Reza said expectantly.

"What is it, Za?" Irma asked with a sparkling face.

" God willing, ma. Doain, I hope Reza's guess is true."

"Aamiinu. Hopefully, really, let our house add rame." Please Irma.

Martin was silent while smiling happily. He could not hide his happiness. Martin also hopes, hopefully this time he is given a grandson who will be the successor in his business.

"So, when are you going to the doctor?" Ask Martin.

"The plan is today, pa. Coming home from the hospital, Reza's new office." Reza replied while chewing on her food.

Martin just nodded in understanding. He still could not believe that he would soon have another grandchild.

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