
"Disputation in a relationship is like a complementary spice that must and must be in every cuisine."
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There is nothing more happy for a husband and wife than the presence of a baby. Likewise, Farhan and Shandra are currently experiencing happiness that is immeasurable. The news of Shandra's pregnancy was so welcomed by relatives, because indeed the fetus that now lives in the womb Shandra became the first grandchild for his second extended family.
"Loe needs something? People say that getting pregnant young is a lot of desire" said Farhan who walked behind his wife. They had just returned from the hospital to check on the condition of the baby.
"No," in short, the one sitting down collapsed on the sofa. His body feels sore when from earlier he did not do any activity. Just sit in the car and sleep in the ward during the examination, walking was only a short time and in a short distance.
"Kok weird huh? Loe was pregnant but not nauseous and wanted a lot. Is that normal?" babble Farhan who was only replied with a sharp glance from his wife. It's good that her husband spoke so carelessly and said she was like that. Please tell Shandra where the abnormal location is?
"Did you not remember the doctor's explanation? He said that the symptoms of morning sickness are not always experienced by pregnant women. Yes one of them is me," explained Shandra who had leaned her body on the body of the sofa.
"Yes, I don't know. This was my first experience with not knowing anything about pregnancy. I'm just worried and afraid you're okay. It was just that, nothing more" he said, which made Shandra's feelings warm for a while.
"Oh yes if you need something, want something to say it to me. Don't hesitate," Farhan added with a big smile. The woman who was two months pregnant nodded and slightly smiled at her smile.
"Gue prefers to wear me-you rather than me-you, feel again chat with clients," said the man wrapped in casual clothes.
"I'm more comfortable like this, the conversation two weeks ago we better forget it. I don't want to change anything in me just to make someone like me" Shandra said.
"Gue loves you and I'll keep nerima loe as is. And you also have to get used to me who is rich gini, ceplas-ceplos and chilling can not be formally rich loe," said Farhan with a thin smile and his death glance.
Shandra nodded. "I prefer your person like this. What is and is not made up" he said, which made Farhan's heart beat great.
Accept each other's shortcomings and strengths are the main foundation for the achievement of a household that is filled with love and affection. Because it makes a husband and wife complement each other and cover the shortcomings they have. Maybe when viewed from the outside, the relationship of Shandra and Farhan looks odd and different from most couples. But that's how they can't be equated with most people.
"Loe don't mind getting pregnant with my son?" asked Farhan suddenly. Shandra was quite shocked and immediately straightened her body. "Why are you asking like that?"
Farhan smiled faintly and replied, "Gue is afraid that you will be forced and does not want his presence. I don't want it to happen and befall my flesh and blood, he deserves to be happy and get an abundance of love from both parents."
Shandra took over one of Farhan's hands and raised both corners of her lips. "It has become the nature of a woman to conceive and give birth. You do not have to think of anything, when I have given myself up completely to devote my life to you. I'm ready to accept any consequences I'll accept."
Shandra took her breath for a moment and looked at the two beads of the husband's eyes. "I'm sorry for taking too long to fulfill my obligations."
Farhan shook his head slowly and landed his hand right on the crown of his wife. "Gue know you need a lot of time to be able to accept my presence in your life. And I'm grateful that you're willing to accept the presence of my future son. Thanks, Shan."
Shandra took her husband's right hand to be right above his queen's belly. "He is our child candidate, Mas," he said that managed to make Farhan happy to mix.
"It's still about seven months away that she's born" replied Shandra, who reflexively restored her husband's mane.
"Yes, may Allah please give me long life until our baby is born" Farhan murmured successfully to make Shandra's body stiffen.
"Why do you say that?" Farhan straightened his body to face the wife's flat face. "No one knows, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I could not be in the world" he said with the sweetest smile he had.
"You don't say that. I always pray that we are given a long life and can take care of him together" said Shandra. Somehow the words of the husband managed to interfere with his mind which has now traveled everywhere.
"Aamiin's." Only that word came from Farhan's lips. As much as possible he will try to make his wife happy and also the prospective baby.
"It's a rame well if this apartment is filled with the same sound of baby crying, I can't wait for that time to arrive. I want the hell we have many children, so he is not lonely rich we both are lucky as an only child," said Farhan with wishful thinking that has wandered everywhere.
"If God is willing to leave us many descendants, why not? Aren't there many children?" sahut Shandra's beyond Farhan's expectations.
"The more affectionate I am the same loe." Shandra was made to flirt with him. Farhan laughed happily at the flat face of his wife who had already turned red like a boiled crab. Funny that his wife.
"Oh yes, I plan to buy a house for us. Can't we just stay in the apartment? The apartment environment is not good for the growth and development of our children, he needs to socialize with the outside environment so as not to be anti-social. Agreed no?" Although his baby was not born into the world, at least from now on he has started preparing everything that will be needed by his son. Including finding a comfortable and decent place to live.
"I agree that it's best for our little family" Shandra replied. Farhan patted the top of his wife's head softly. He was very grateful that God had chosen the best mate for him. Although it initially felt so heavy and full of coercion, but over time Farhan felt very lucky.
"From now on you no longer have to finish homework. Later I will look for ART that will replace your duties," break up Farhan did not want to accept the objection.
"Why should it be like that? I am still healthy and can move as usual," interrupted Shandra with both hands that have been perched neatly in front of the chest, do not forget her flat face that has been bent many times. Her husband changed her mood the most.
A heavy breath so clear out from the sidelines of Farhan's lips. "Gue don't take the protection! Loe mah strange in the husband even nolak," he said, "and another if you can just sleep on the bed do not go anywhere," he continued, who managed to make both eyes Shandra rounded in disbelief.
"I'm pregnant and not very sick. You're too much" said Shandra, who felt uncomfortable with her husband's unreasonable treatment.
"So the doctor said do not do much activity, so indirectly the doctor told you to lie down every day," said Farhan did not want to lose. His mouth and brain are sometimes out of sync in speaking words, until the sentence comes out unexpectedly.
"Help your underscore, if necessary take a good note in your memory. The doctor said not to do too much heavy activity is not forbidding me to move," Shandra replied with emphasis in each word.
"Ok loe wins now, but beware if something happens to my son" he said. No matter how things are, a man will certainly lose if he argues with women. Giving up on pleasing the wife is not a sin, even better and better.
Farhan looked carefully at the flat face of his wife who was so comfortable with closed eyes, it seemed like the woman who had reigned in the kingdom of his heart was too tired to sleep on the sofa. They just stopped arguing a few minutes ago. Slowly fearing to disturb his wife's sleep, Farhan carried his wife's feet into the room. Ensure that women who will soon become mothers of their children sleep soundly. Steal a few brief kisses on the forehead of the wife, then drown into the dream.
▪To Be Continue▪