
"Buck... !"
Zena rebelled a little because of breathing difficulties.
"Sst, shut up. I want us to relax again tonight. So that you can get pregnant quickly" Athar said again.
"Pregnant?"
"Yes dong, why?"
"Well, Dad, are we ready to take care of it later?" Zena stared at the clear netra of her husband to ask Athar's readiness.
"Of course, isn't it what you're looking for after marriage?" Athar pinched the nose of Zena's bangir with anxiety.
"Taking care of children is not as easy as it looks Mas, because Zena was once horrified that having a child must be patient and hold drowsiness?"
"Udah is normal" said Athar who even overpowered Zena's body.
"Mas...?"
"Sst.. Don't say much. Mending you just pray that the spit is so!"
Seeing Athar's desire so great, Zena resigned to follow the ferocious game of her husband until Athar gave up and stopped by himself.
"Ah, still less actually? But I'm sorry to see you've been grimacing ever since!" Athar kissed Zena's lips one last time as she smiled sweetly at him.
"You can connect again tomorrow, because it hurts now!"
"Yes, I know, I washed it there. I want to hug a little longer without having to wait!"
"Yes, wait a minute!"
Despite his rule, Athar actually stalked from behind because he also had to clean his own.
After feeling clean, the two of them returned to lying down while hugging. That feeling of happiness Zena could not get rid of. He is happy to see Athar satisfied with his honest service Zena is still not good at doing it.
"You were great!" Whisper Athar again while drowning his head in the nape of Zena.
***
The next day, Asyifa who had just woken up from sleep felt that something was wrong with her. Somehow he felt so nauseous that he forced him to immediately go to the bathroom and vomit his stomach contents.
The mother who was still cooking in the kitchen was worried. The woman who was not healthy body was directly massaging the nape of Asyifa.
"Why are you, son, there's something wrong with eating last night?"
"No ma'am, Syifa only eats what we cook yesterday!"
"Yes, you have to sleep again, you will finish cooking Mother Kerokin!"
"Yes Mom!"
Asyifa was forced to return to the room because to stand alone it felt so dizzy that it made her unable to stand for too long.
For a moment Ashifa remembered the bad thing that had happened to her. He wondered why since the incident, Asyifa never again experienced the name of the moon.
"Oh Allah, may Syifa_?"
The woman sits and holds her stomach which still seems ordinary. He was suddenly afraid that what was happening right now could be because something had been living in his womb.
"O Allah, do not let God. Syifa was afraid that it would come true. Anyway I have to check today to see if I really experienced what I was worried about or just catching a cold!"
Syifa who was still feeling tired finally got up and prepared to leave until the Mother appeared carrying aromatherapy oil and coins in her hands.
"Where are you going Syifa? Aren't you sick now? Let me take Kerokin for a second?"
"No ma'am, Syifa hastily. So I'm calm, is Syifa okay?"
"Are you sure, son?"
"Yes ma'am, if that's why Syifa's going away for a second!"
The girl immediately kissed the mother's hand and immediately went away leaving her deeply worried about her health condition.