
That afternoon, Heaven immediately brought Mayra home. Actually Mr. Sobri had Heaven stay there. But he immediately refused because he was not at home Mayra. Understandably, he was used to living in a luxurious house and a hobby of governing. At home, where can it be like that.
On the way, Mayra looked agitated, like she had something to think about.
"Why you?" Ask Heaven while grabbing Mayra's hand and then holding her.
"Emm...mama how? Is he still mad at me?"
Heaven clucked slowly. It turned out to be agitated from earlier because of Mama Mita's thinking. But it's natural too. Heaven also knows that in the past few days, Mama Mita has looked cold to Mayra, sometimes even insinuating her.
"I'll talk to Mama. Let's just have this." Heaven took off Mayra's hand and rubbed the woman's stomach. "Where can Mama be angry if she knows there is a granddaughter in your stomach. Don't think about my mom anymore. I don't want you to get stressed. Still not dizzy?"
"Little."
"Yes, he has been sleeping."
Mayra nodded slowly. Yes, it is better now that he sleeps, the journey is still far away.
Arriving home, Heaven could not bear to wake Mayra. Moreover, his wife's condition was not good, so he decided to carry her in. But when Heaven lifted Mayra's body from the car, his head was accidentally hit by the edge of the door.
"Aww." Mayra grimaced as she rubbed her head.
"Good, sorry baby." Because both of his hands were on Mayra's back and knees, Heaven could not wipe the wretched head just now. And with his ridiculousness, he blew Mayra's head off.
Mayra couldn't help but have her laugh treated like that. "Just like a baby, carried while his head is blown."
"It's just a baby's mommy. So it should be treated like a baby too."
Mayra immediately laughed at hearing it. "Sister, aburin. I'm just walking."
"Remain willing to walk? I'm not dizzy."
"No."
Finally Heaven lowered Mayra when they were already in the clearing. "You want mango? Let me get a panjatin."
"Udah no," said Mayra, shaking her head.
"Keep cravings what dong now?"
"Penthouse for 10M."
"Buskey!" Pekik Heaven while glaring.
Mayra giggled at the expression of her husband. "I'm just kidding, that's his expression."
"Truly cirain." Heaven breathed a sigh of relief while rubbing his chest.
"What if you really want to buy?" Mayra looked at Heaven as she wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm an entrepreneur." Heaven kissed Mayra's forehead and took her into the house. As they were about to climb the stairs, they passed by Mama Mita. Mayra reflex released Heaven's hand and approached Mama Mita and kissed her hand. But Mita's expression was only flat, making Mayra feel that her return was not expected.
"What?" From her expression, Mama Mita looked less interested.
"May pregnant Mah. Mama's gonna get a grandchild soon."
Mama Mita's mouth was wide open with perfectly rounded eyes. She turned to Mayra and focused on her flat stomach. "So there's Mama's granddaughter here?" He put his palm on Mayra's stomach.
"Yes Mah" said Mayra.
Mama Mita immediately raised her hands and gave thanks. The face that had been a plate, immediately turned excited. She had long wanted to have a grandchild. Heaven is his only child. Of course he hoped that Heaven would soon have offspring. That way, he would feel calm as this family bloodline still continued, not stopping at Heaven.
"Later in the afternoon we go to the doctor's acquaintance Mama. He's a good doctor. I can't wait to see your granddaughter."
Mayra is thrilled that Mama Mita is back to caring for her. She already considers Mama Mita like her own mama. The woman's dicekin, makes her very sad.
"We went to the room first Mah. Mayra needs a break." Heaven holding Mayra's hand, was about to take her up but was held back by Mama Mita.
"You need to move rooms. Going up and down stairs is not good for young pregnant women. Take Mayra to rest in the guest room. Tomorrow, mama will tell Bi Denok the same Neneng to move your stuff down."
"Yaudah if that starts tomorrow just move it. Our stuff is still in the upper room. Entar even tired back and forth if you want to take something. Tomorrow if all the stuff has been moved, we move to the lower room."
It was also true what Heaven said. Finally Mama Mita let them go upstairs. Arriving in the room, Heaven immediately focused on looking at the nightstand. He took a gift from Mayra. He opened a small box tied with the ribbon. He stared at the nanar of a testpack inside. Heaven's Eyes instantly heated up. He imagined Mayra, the woman must be very sad when her special gift was even wasted.
Heaven put the gift box back on the nightstand. He approached Mayra and hugged her.
"Sorry, I'm sorry." Heaven's chest felt tight. Guilt filled his entire heart.
Mayra let go of Heaven's embrace then looked into her two eyes. "Can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"If we have a problem later, don't let me down. Don't be cold anymore, 'cause it hurts so much."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, May." Heaven cupped Mayra's cheeks and then showered her face with a kiss. "Do you want anything? Tell me, let me give it to you."
Mayra put her index finger aside, thinking about what she wanted to ask Heaven for. Until finally, the incandescent lamp in his brain lit up. He had an idea to prank Heaven.
"I want to eat."
"eat? Where, fancy restaurant? Candle light dinners?"
Mayra shook her head quickly. "I want to eat Brother's cooking."
Heaven's eyes immediately glared and his mouth was wide open. Cook it? The stove alone is not necessarily able to. He was rich from childhood, where his name was cooking. Looking at Mayra who was smiling, he was sure that his wife was deliberately pranking him. "You want to fuck me?"
"Huf." Mayra breathed a rough breath. "So he said he would grant anything. Though only want to be cooked eggs cow's eyes, but do not want." He put on a face as sad as possible. "It doesn't look like you love us." Mayra rubbed her stomach.
"Heis, don't talk like that. I'll cook for you. A cow's eye egg?"
Mayra immediately nodded with a face full of excitement. He was sure, for a Heaven-class man, cooking a cow's eye egg would definitely not be easy. Struggling a little bit of a dick? Count the revenge.