Bojomu My spirit

Focus Pregnant

"Dear, I'm diarrhea." Arya just wears the interior to the outside of the bathroom, her face is pale, since spoiled that much has changed from Arya, unfortunately still, it's just a special secret room with Ajeng, Ajeng, he held it strong so as not to spread to the ears of others. "Dear, what are you giving me, if not this clog will make me unable to make love, what love?"

Instead of helping, Ajeng pinch and hit Arya's shoulder with both hands, she is pregnant, but just like Arya who is pregnant, her desire is a lot.

"Ajeng ready the medicine, so anyway you do not eat dragon fruit too much, people have been said, still ask for more, finally this how, you diarrhea, continue splice can not play birds, people have said, What model should you say?"

"69 maybe, Dear-" Arya immediately complained when Ajeng's hand landed on her stomach, pinching a small heartless, if Arya intip must have been purple there.

Can-can answer so, almost Ajeng heart out of the esophagus, can die him, tell her husband yes time with the style of intimate relationship so.

By the way, the position has been explained Arya, but Ajeng felt uncomfortable, would not want to just once they tried it, just once, Ajeng was willing to vomit and could not face Arya was in the hemisphere of the damp valley.

Yes, although now it can be said Ajeng sparkles, until the folds of his legs just like there is no crust, clean with a sweet brown skin.

"Capsule medicine?" Arya frowning.

"You can't yes, the time is open, it's bitter. Try it, Mum!"

Arya shook her head, she hated capsule medicine the most, for her with such a texture, she felt like swallowing a bird safety device, the kokom.

With Ajeng's insistence, the man did not want to open his mouth, asked to be opened, poured into a spoon and mixed with a little water, then he would take the medicine.

Not caring about the bitter taste, Arya upheld it, asking Ajeng to give him a glass of honey water so as not to be bitter. One weakness of the whipped bird, difficult to take medicine, prefer injection, so he is a syringe.

"Mas, I'm going to the back, there is a father who wants to help people buy eggs, in time I eat them, good enough if it runs out, Mas. Ajeng stayed ya-" not yet finished he spoke, Arya had already restrained Ajeng with both knees, not allowing Ajeng to leave because he was not finished yet.

"Yawes, I'll wait for you to wear your full outfit!" breaking up Ajeng, she stood up while waiting for her husband to take off all clothes, change with new clothes, just forget the dumelan Arya who envies Mr. Darma, Ajeng prefers to help and accompany Mr. Darma rather than him. "Come on, he said he'd love to go outside the room, here!"

Arya scowled, she grabbed Ajeng's hand, invited him to walk together like a toy train, occasionally he pulled and made Ajeng could not refuse when Arya kissed his forehead suddenly.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, Ratih's mom was shaking the micin in front of Arya, sniffing the fragrant aroma of her son who bersiao wanted to meet the relationship of Mr. Darma.

"Other times, I want you to nemenin me work, chicken business so equally papa, denger Dear?"

"Baby, look at your Papa!" he crouched down staring at Ajeng's stomach, which had a stomach ready to listen to the lecture. "If later your mother does not want to rest and choose the chicken continues, you pinch her, then if for a moment she forgets your Papu, pinch too, let her not see the people I eat while urinating!" glancing and threatening Ajeng, who was threatened with frown.

Lah, meeting a handsome man is part of the sustenance, really yes.

***

The busyness makes Ajeng forget that at this time he was holding the child of the whipped bird, if only Mr. Ratih and Mr. Darma did not control himself, he said, of course Ajeng can stay at home all day in the chicken coop after a long time away and come to the orphanage, plus there is a consul bureau that he agreed with his visiting Kades sir.

Not a few who come to the house, even they can immediately come a lot and do not want to take turns, Ajeng until dizzy and sleep fast every night without waiting for Arya's return.

"Mam, I don't want to be selfish, just that if Ajeng really tired, I won't fall for permission anymore, mending him take care of chickens with papa, do not take care of other work. Not that Arya arrogant can suffice him, Arya's mind is now more to Ajeng and the content, now it is getting bigger, the way he is in trouble, Arya's son is very big there, so there is, so according to Mama do not pantes if asked him diem, not the same consular bureau?"

Bu Ratih thought for a moment, then the woman who was an expert in her field nodded in agreement, seeing Ajeng was hard to walk and always looked tired at night, making her heart restless every day and combing attention.

So, here the mother and child agreed to talk to Ajeng. Arya does not want Ajeng to misunderstand him who is possessive, hindering his pleasure, but all for the good of a Ajeng, plus their first child.

When there is an opportunity, they sit together, as usual Arya was near Ajeng with one hand circular on the back, while the other on the stomach, continues to wipe to greet her child who was assessed by a baby girl, Ajeng to the relief of imagining his son will be beautiful because down the face of Arya, hopefully not naughty like Arya or become a victim of delinquency, his father is aware and sorry.

"Dear, so all of this I have negotiated with Mama and Papa, they agree with the considerations that exist, your condition is currently pregnant, our child already wants to go outside, we already want to go outside, your physique is getting weaker, the preparation for the lava, Dear.... So, we break up and focus on getting pregnant with chickens, others take a vacation first, how?"

Drooping down, he covered Arya's hand that was in front of her stomach, holding back a twisting motion, a few seconds later he looked up, watching Arya's clear and sincere eyes.

"Ajeng also want to talk about this with you, Mas, the same Mom and Dad, just if you can, what should not Ajeng focus just on pregnant gymnastics, chicken just like Mr, hem?"

Arya and her parents both gawked at Ajeng's reply, beyond suspicion where in fact Ajeng had thought of this, even just asking to take care of the pregnancy, want to participate in pregnant gymnastics and so on.

"Dear, do you really want pregnant gymnastics and others?"

"Yes, I want to get pregnant with you, Mom." Ajeng again let Arya's hand stroke her stomach.