
Bram takes Afifa to his room regardless of the gazes of his employees who hold question marks. Because for him, he didn't have to explain what. As soon as he arrived in his room, he immediately opened the door and took his wife to sit on the sofa of the room
"You must be tired, come here let me massage your feet" Bram pulled Afifa's legs slowly, and gave a gentle massage there "Oh yes, dear, I was thinking shouldn't we do a reception to announce our wedding? I don't want anything like that to happen again" Bram said
"No need for Bram"
"Honey, you have to call me darling like that" Bram recalled, because his wife had called him dear while in the office lobby, but why now it has changed
"Yes well" Afifa stroked her husband's stern jaw with a smile "Mmm regarding your request, sorry that I don't think we need to do the reception anymore, especially now that I'm pregnant, I don't like the crowd any more" said Afifa
"When after giving birth how?" tawj Bram
Afifa lowered her legs, and buried her face in her husband's chest "You really want a reception huh?"
"Actually not really, it's just that I want to introduce you as my wife to the world, and I think the reception moment is the most fitting moment for that"
"There are many ways for us to announce our status Sqyqng, and I'm sorry that I don't want any reception between us. Our legally and religiously valid marriage is enough for me" Afifa took off her arms, and looked at her husband's face "You agree, right?" ask Afifa
"Whatever to you, baby, but sorry for this one I won't grant it just"
"I want you" whispered Bram right in Afifa's ear, making Afifa's hair instantly goosebumps as her husband's breath hits her skin, and that bright afternoon bore witness to the stirring love between them after a few days of not meeting
*
Alex rubbed the corner of Aliya's lips with his thumb after Aliya finished all the martabak she had made. Yes, Aliya spent it all without the slightest residue. Because for Aliya, eating breakfast without nausea and vomiting is the most beautiful gift from God for her. Because during her pregnancy, she could not eat at all because of the morning sickness she experienced
"I want to add rice, but you have to feed me again so that I don't get sick" Aliya's pinta, making Alex gawk in disbelief "Why? Don't you want to bribe me? Yes, I eat alone" said Aliya
"No no, I mean, would it still fit if you added rice?" alex asked, because it was a martabak pan spent by Aliya alone without his help, and now Aliya just asked to add rice
"Why indeed? My son who wants it" said Aliya who again made his son as a shield
"All right, I'll get it" Alex had no choice but to grant his wife's wish, especially when she said that this was their baby's wish that Alex must definitely ensure nutrition.
Alex took the plate, and filled it with rice and various side dishes. After that, he brought the plate to the table, and began to feed his wife painstakingly. Every now and then, he would smile when he saw his wife eating so voraciously. In fact, the food in his wife's mouth has not been completely swallowed, but his wife has asked him to feed her again and again. While back there, Mr. Daffa was still in his original place with a focused gaze on his son and daughter-in-law. He looked at the princess and looked at her daughter-in-law with an unreadable look
"I've guessed that you only love your son's son"