But not Me

Male chitchat

"Why haven't you fallen asleep, too?" bagas asked while checking on Dara's situation in the room but his wife had not closed her eyes.

"My stomach feels bad, sir, it feels like the left is often cramping," said Dara who did not expect if his words made Bagas immediately walk closer to him, with a face that looked very panicked.

"Where is sick? Do I need to call the doctor or do we go to the hospital now?" ask Bagas who looks very panicked and scared.

"No, said the doctor is common for women who are pregnant large, all sleeping positions become very uncomfortable" Dara said.

"I'm sorry, it makes you uncomfortable like this" said Bagas, she really feels guilty because she is the one who made Dara pregnant because of her who always forced Dara to have husband and wife relationships even though Dara did not want it, she said, it's just that he can never resist his desire if it's about Dara.

"Already sir, I never considered my pregnancy a burden anyway, but on the contrary, it is the most beautiful gift from God for me." Dara heartened Bagas.

Dara has indeed begun to make peace with her heart that always hates, and accepts the situation even though it is not as expected, but yes, it is not only for 3 months, not only, what's wrong with being a little kind by letting the father and son know each other early on, because later when they're separated it might be very difficult for them to meet each other.

"Emh,, Dara, can I touch her, I want to talk to her between men!" bagas' index finger leads right to Dara's stomach which feels more and more enlarged only day.

Bagas instantly stretched out his hand and placed his palm on top of that distended stomach, as Dara nodded slowly the sign giving her permission.

"Hey boy, it's dad! I know it's tight, narrow and dark in there, but you have to be patient boy, like a father who is always patient even though he really wants to meet you, please don't make your mother sick huh, be a good boy, a great man who has always loved your father and mother,"

Cup,,, uh,,,

Almost Dara jumped in shock when suddenly Bagas peeked his stomach gently between his subtle hand strokes that were able to make all the pain and discomfort he had felt since disappeared instantly, instantly, the soft caress of Bagas' hand was like hypnotizing Dara so she just let it go and enjoyed the big hand rubbing her stomach, until she finally fell asleep without him noticing.

Ah, pregnant people are the easiest laper, cape and sleepy, and that's what Dara has been experiencing for a few months.

Bagas smiled with satisfaction, because it seemed like Dara had started seeing him as the father of her child, instead of seeing him as her enemy as he had often seen.

Although maybe Dara has not opened his heart to himself, Bagas is confident that over time he will be able to tear down the wall that fortifies Dara's heart all this time.

Really Bagas must be very grateful to his son later, because with his presence now he can be this close to Dara without rejection and coercion.

Counting more than a week already, the ritual of wiping the stomach while chatting with the would-be hero who is still in the stomach of Dara was done, he did, and Dara was only able to fall asleep if Bagas had fulfilled his duties as a stomach sucker, sometimes Bagas also massaged his wife's legs which also looked swollen.

Really it's like not a Bagas Prawira who is always feared by all his business opponents and in displeased with all his employees.

"Because, tomorrow I have to go out of town, there's a bit of trouble in the company that's there, while Panji also has to meet clients in other cities, representing me, representing me, I will try to go home soon if the job is done" Bagas said, giving permission for urgent work to be handled outside the city.

It felt so heavy that Dara's lips to say yes, just a few days accustomed to getting sweet treatment and extra attention from her husband it made it a bit heavy to take Bagas away, but his sense of prestige and ego can still defeat all those flavors,

**

In the morning Bagas was gone, after giving a lot of rules and tasks that Anwar and Yoga had to do for Dara during her departure, when Bagas would only go one day, but only one day, tomorrow morning he plans to return home soon, but the message and task given to Anwar and Yoga as if he will leave Dara for many years only.

Dara woke up From her deep sleep, Bagas rubbed her stomach and stomped her feet until almost the early hours of the morning, she said it was a bonus because later that night her husband could not take care of her, considering Bagas' ridiculous remark, which is not good, dara's lips unconsciously formed a thin smile, he was very unexpected that it turned out that Bagas could be as silly and sweet as that.

When she went out into the living room of the pavilion, the sofa that used to be her husband's bed was empty, it meant that her husband was gone.

"Hemh, he didn't even wake me up to say goodbye,!" the upset.

"After all, whatever I care, whether or not we'll split up soon, it looks like my brain is starting to go crazy!" gerutu Dara while patting his own eel.

Tok,,, tock,, tock,,,!

The main door of the pavilion was knocked from the outside, with difficulty Dara walked forward to open the door.

"It's the mistress's breakfast, and it's the vitamin and the milk that you say you should spend should not be thrown in the trash." terang Anwar put a large tray containing food that he had been absent one by one.

Dara glanced at the pregnant milk packaging box that was between the food, she smiled obliquely, she said, how can Bagas know if he often threw away the milk and only drank it a little because he did not like the taste, but especially in the morning Bagas always gave him the milk, and he always gave it, while day and night milk made by Bagas he always spent until the toilet.

Bagas never played around with the nutrition and health of his wife and prospective children, so he gave all the special and best things for both of them.

"Let my mistress take you for a small walk in the back garden, said the master only you have to walk for 15 minutes in the park," said Anwar again complete one by one the tasks that Bagas secured to him.

"What is it that Mr. Bagas's duty to you, Mr. Anwar, to look after me?" ask Dar curious.

There are so many mistresses, these are some of the notes Mr. Bagas gave me, "Anwar showed me two pieces of paper containing the tasks that Anwar had to do in guarding him, even I had to report Dara's state and what kind of situation was happening around the pavilion, at the latest once an hour. Making Dara shake her head and speechless.

"Gee, the princess is taking a morning walk with her aide apparently, it really seems very pleasant your life, princess, after taking Bagas from me, then now show off happiness in front of me, so please, are you human, huh?!" sentak Kamila's.

"Mrs Kamila, sir, you will not allow anyone to approach Madame Dara, except me and Yoga mas, please forgive me!" Anwar swiftly put Dara behind his body, as an effort to protect the wife of his master, he did not want to be blamed if until something happened to his master's wife and prospective children of his master.

"It's so special to have your lady-of-the-jood look after you, even tighter than a president's wife." said Kamila cynically.

"Sorry madam, I am just following orders" Anwar said as he continued to be vigilant.

"I've never felt any trouble with you mistress, but why do you always consider me an enemy? Even you have the heart to deceive me when in Bali, lucky until now I have not wanted to convey your cunning at that time, but if you mess around, then, I will not hesitate to tell me your evil behavior to me," said Dara half-threatening.