CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 41. BECAUSE OF SAMYANG

Kayra continued to hold her stomach that felt wrapped around her, the girl had been back and forth the bathroom more than five times since two in the morning. And now it's three hours or less fifteen minutes, the sign Iqbal soon wake up to perform the evening prayer.

Kayra bit her lower lip, a little sorry for eating samyang without asking her husband for permission.

The girl opened the blanket again, running slowly towards the bathroom.

"Kay," Iqbal calls Kayra to turn off the water faucet.

"Yes mas?"

"Still long?" ask Iqbal again.

"Yes," answered Kayra as she was.

"Yes, I had a toilet outside" Iqbal said, without waiting for Kayra's reply, heading to the toilet outside their room.

Kayra breathed a sigh of relief, although her stomach still felt so sore but it was better than before.

"Why you?" the young man held onto Kayra's cheeks, checking the girl's condition. "Co pale in the face, sick?" ask again.

Kayra shook her head slowly, the girl walked to the closet in the corner of their room, where the girl kept the prayer equipment and some sheets and blankets. "No papa,"

"No papa, it's a dry one too" Iqbal said, taking the AC remote and checking their room temperature. "It's still hot, isn't it? The ac's less cold?" ask the young man.

Kayra gave a small smile, her heart warmed feeling the attention Iqbal gave her. Although she was sure Iqbal was like this because she was pregnant. "No, no papa" the rich girl. Kayra then called out the prayer rites for Iqbal, allowing her husband to perform the tahajud prayer first.

"You're praying?"

Kayra nodded small. "Udah was," he answered. Indeed, for an hour he went back and forth to the toilet in also taking advantage of the time to pray tahajud, hoping that the pain in his stomach will also disappear.

Kayra bent her body, her hands holding her stomach, hoping that this way would make the pain subside.

"Kay?" iqbal's gentle call made Kayra open her eyes. "His stomach hurts?" ask the young man.

Kayra nodded slowly. "Sorry," he said.

Iqbal frowned confusedly. "Sorry why? you have done nothing wrong" he said again.

"So I ate samyang," her great-grandson softly, Kayra did not even dare to look at Iqbal's face. "You really want to eat samyang mukbang on YouTube, finally ask for help bi Surti,"

Iqbal pulled the small chair and at Kayra's dressing table, stroked his wife's stomach slowly. "Would you take your medicine?" ask Iqbal.

Kayra shook her head slowly. "No daring mas, which I know if pregnant again can not take medicine,"

"And not all of Kay's drugs" Iqbal said. The young man picked up his phone which was on a small table beside Kayra. "I asked Shilla first yes," he said.

Kayra shook her head. "Don't you, Shilla must be busy there. I don't want to bother him,"

"No papa,"

"Don't mas," whined Kayra slowly.

"How do you think dong?" the young man asked, his hands still painstakingly stroking Kayra's right stomach.

"I'm asking you to please?"

"May be able,"

"The more hot water will continue to be taroed in the bottle, usually I'm sick at home mommy use that way," said Kayra. The girl bit her lower lip. "So I wanted to go down not dare because" he said again. "I'm sorry, man,"

Iqbal patted Kayra's head slowly. "No need to keep apologizing" he said. "But if we don't get to go straight to the doctor, yes" said the young man who can not be denied anymore.

Kayra nodded her head obediently, the little smiling girl looked at Iqbal's back.

Kayra was finally able to fall asleep at half-four more, after Iqbal came to bring her a bottle of warm water to relieve pain in the girl's stomach.

"Geek, tomorrow again don't ask for anything strange. Don't ask for something that makes you sick gini, don't papa if you have to go to buy what you want as long as you don't ask your mother to eat foods that harm gini," said Iqbal whispering softly in Kayra's stomach.

Kayra chuckled small. "Wishing what a mas," said Kayra.

"And it's dangerous for Kay, if it's not dangerous you will not be rich gini," said Iqbal. "Udah okay?" ask me soft Iqbal.

Kayra smiled faintly, the girl closed her eyes. "Udah is good,"

"Alhamdulillah, now sleep yes," said the young man who was embraced by Kayra.

*****

"Bak Kayra had a stomach ache last night?" tanya bi Surti who saw Kayra coming down the stairs.

"A little bi" answered Kayra. The girl grimaced softly.

"It's not possible if a little, Iqbal mas time to take all the noodle shock in the closet," said bi Surti.

"Eh seriously bi?" ask Kayra.

Bi Surti nodded small. "Yes this morning before the mosque Iqbal menggecek kitchen first, continue to say do not let Kay mbak to eat noodles again,"

Kayra grimaced softly. "Sorry, bi,"

"Why apologize, you should be the aunt who apologized,"

"I'm not good at bi Surti, so I got the juteknya mas Iqbal,"

Bi Surti chuckled amusedly. "No papa, aunt even seneng had not seen Iqbal rich gini for a long time," said Bi Surti. "Auntie rich again see the old Iqbal mas, thank you very much mbak," said bi Surti sincerely.

"Kayra doesn't do anything bi" Kayra replied. "Cayra should be when"

"Kay," Iqbal calls making the screen stop his sentence. "Wine outside, right?" bring

"That's why I'm invited to eat outside" ledek bi Surti.

Kayra gave a small smile towards bi Surti. "But I'm not ready yet, mas,"

"Yes get ready first, I'll wait while you ride the car" said Iqbal. "Bi Surti is also coming, Raissa and Mr. Kusnan, too,"

"Well would you take all the mas? where do you want breakfast?"

"Bogor," Iqbal replied casually.

Kayra widened her eyes hearing what Iqbal said. "Bogor mas?"

Iqbal nodded confidently. "You're good, right? wouldn't you mind if we went to Bogor?"

"But why go all the way if you just want breakfast doang? you can buy chicken porridge at the deket park here mas," said Kayra. The girl still did not understand the way her husband thought.

"No papa I suddenly want to go there,"

"Bring a change of clothes?" tanya bi Surti's.

"No need not papa Bi, will later in the afternoon we also go home again,"

"Means I take a bath dong mas?" asked Kayra innocently.

Iqbal chuckled small. "Yes, dear dong" he answered softly.

Kayra instantly flipped over her body, she had not gotten used to the call from her husband. His cheeks are as red as a crab boiled this loud.

"Duh melting me," he said slowly as he walked a little slowly to his room.