Bound Marriage Contract

CHAPTER 64

At 00:00 Keyla could not close her eyes. I don't know how many times he tried to change his sleeping position. Sometimes tilting to the left, and to the right still nothing is comfortable for him. It seems that at the age of 38 weeks of pregnancy, everything becomes difficult. Day after day passed so quickly, many things had already passed until he was at his present point.

Keyla flicked away the blanket that covered half her body, and lowered her legs from the top of the bed. Pouring his hair, he walked out of the room. One by one step toward her husband's study, the man had been a little changed into a workaholic these few weeks. The door that was not closed made Keyla easy to get inside. There, she could clearly see the figure of her husband staring at the monitor screen in front of her, and also a pile of paper that she did not understand.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Keyla resuscitated her husband, but the man still did not budge in his place.

"Darling, I couldn't sleep" again, as Alex couldn't bear to cheat on him. He lifted his hand from the back of his neck.

Alex breathed his heavy breath.

"Because of our baby again?"

He also knew the problem his wife was having, despite feeling sorry for Keyla's condition, it was also impossible for him to move the baby in Keyla's stomach into his stomach.

"When ready?"

"It's ready, so don't bother first. Lie down on the couch."

Keyla took off her arm.

"I want to be near you." She walked over to the desk where Alex was working and leaned back there to see her husband's handsome face.

"Yes. But you shut up, don't bother me."

"Hm."

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An hour later, Alex had just finished his job. He sees Keyla sitting on the couch waiting for him. Her thing is, her eyes are still so fresh already this late.

"Who's staying up that night, his mother or his son anyway?" ask Alex while closing some files in front of him. When he was ready he walked towards Keyla. Quickly, Alex grabbed the body that was no longer thin, and carried it bridal style.

"You too."

"No, we can't let it go like this."

"What?" Keyla frowned. "I'm going down" she asked, hitting her husband's arm, and the man lowered her.

Alex flanked his wife's arm so she could walk parallel. "We can't stay up with this family."

"You don't? The one who often stays up is you. I feel unnoticed lately, you are always busy with all your work. All day you go to the office, come home from the office you take a short break, continue again until midnight. I don't think any husband knows."

Alex was silent, having no answer.

Keyla began to emotionally psyche with her husband's state, her sadness emanating from the look in her eyes. He feels his time with Alex has been divided so much into jobs compared to him.

Everything Keyla said was true, lately he has become busier because there are so many companies that want to work with him. Since the company he led all continue to grow rapidly.

"one more week I'll be born, I hope you're not as busy right now." Keyla leaves Alex still in his place.

His hand wanted to grab Keyla's wrist, but he lost quickly to the woman who kept walking behind him.

From behind, Alex continued to notice the footsteps of his pregnant wife.

In times like this, he should understand that his wife needs him.

While continuing to follow him from behind, Alex noticed how hard the woman was walking.

"Darling, I'm sorry, yes" he muttered from behind. Keyla stopped and turned around, followed by Alex. Both of his hands grabbed Keyla's nape and buried her in the chest of his field.

"When I'm born, I want you to accompany me" Keyla asked without wanting to be rejected.

"I promise, I'll keep you company."

"I want you to keep that promise."

"I promise" he said briefly but confidently to keep his promise.

"We love you Dady." Keyla looked up at her husband's face, who then got a brief kiss on his lips.

Alex swept Keyla's eyebrows with his thumb. "Daddy loves you too." Then he squatted down a little to kiss his wife's stomach.

"Do you want to go to the room?" bargain again while continuing to look at the face of his wife who is no longer sour like before.

Keyla gestured with a nod of his head, and Alex happily lifted his wife's body that was no longer as light as it used to be in his carry. As well as Keyla, he put his hand on Alex's neck, and the men took her into their room.

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Hope this story goes out this month, amen.