
Irene looked at herself through the mirror. He exhaled violently when he tried clothes that no longer fit.
"What's wrong? why does your face look so uninspired?" ask Reyhan.
"Look, pa. I even bought this shirt a week ago. And now this shirt does not fit anymore" said Irene half annoyed.
"Honey, just wear clothes that fit. You'll look beautiful wearing anything" Reyhan persuaded her not to get upset.
"Daster clothes? that's all I have in my body right now. Do I have to wear that shirt at my brother's wedding?" ketus Irene's.
Reyhan tried to hold back his laughter with all his might. Seeing the change in the shape of his wife's body was quite drastic. How not? Lately***** eating his wife is not controlled anymore. Sometimes Reyhan had thought, did Irene forget that she had just eaten?
But when he saw his wife was more contained and his cheeks began to chubby, making the girl look very adorable.
"Wait a minute" said Reyhan stepped closer to the closet located next to Irene's wardrobe.
The man opened the closet. Irene's eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw the clothes of beautiful women with large sizes.
"When did you get all this ready, baby?" Irene asked who was approaching the closet. The girl sorted out one by one the clothes that were there, and immediately reflected on matching the clothes with her body.
"It's been a while, because I know that one day your weight will increase" Reyhan teased.
Irene also gritted her teeth while looking at him with a sharp look.
"But still, I'm the prettiest man on earth" said Reyhan, who tried to keep his wife from getting angry.
Praise me if you want to survive, that's the only slogan Reyhan has in mind. Because if he damaged his wife's mood at that time, both of them might not be attending his brother-in-law's party.
Since her pregnancy, Irene has been very badmood. Therefore Reyhan was a little careful to keep the oral at this time. Because the man also understood, that this was the innate of his junior who was currently residing in his wife's womb.
After spending 20 minutes at the dresser, the beautiful pregnant woman finally came out of her room. The natural yet elegant makeup made Reyhan gobsmacked.
"Should I say that my wife is a drop of goddess khayangan" said Reyhan who did not take his eyes off his face.
Irene slipped her hair into her ears while revealing a red tinge on her lips. Reyhan's words made Irene blush in embarrassment.
"Let's go" Irene said.
Both of them rushed into the car to attend the wedding of his brother and secretary.
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Arriving there, Reyhan did not release Irene in the least. The man grasped his wife's hand and would not let go.
"Darling, isn't this an exaggeration? my palms are sweating" Irene whispered.
"I'm sorry, baby" said the man, who immediately let go of the hand.
"Look, my hands are wet" Irene murmured as she wiped her hands using a tissue.
"I just don't want any other guy to look at you, because you're so pretty today" Reyhan explained.
"Your reason alone, is yesterday I am not beautiful" muttered Irene who was not heard by Reyhan because her husband was approaching Arya. Seeing her husband had separated from her, Irene also approached the father who was not far from Arya.
"Papa .." said Irene who immediately hugged the father.
"Well, my son is beautiful today"
"The papa is also handsome" Irene said.
Hearing the youngest child's answer, made Surya develop his smile.
"Papa was very grateful, finally your brother woke up from his slump. Papa was almost desperate when faced with the mess your brother made. But since our meeting, your brother slowly changed, maybe he thought that his affection for you was because of the bond that you are brothers" said Surya with reddened eyes when telling about the eldest child.
"Papa should thank my husband, because he's the one who betrothed brother with his beautiful secretary" Irene chuckled amusedly.
"Well pa .."
Shortly after, Irene's in-laws and sister-in-law arrived. Amidst the crowd, Irene waved her hand at Aurel who was staring at her.
Surya and Irene welcomed her husband's family.
"I'm sorry we're a little late" said Aurel, holding Azriel.
"It's okay, sister, the show hasn't started yet" Irene said.
The two also chatted, while Rasya approached the younger brother along with the groom.
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I was done, and immediately connected to the reception. Arya dashingly wore a white suit, while Rania looked very beautiful with a wedding dress. Both of them also seemed happy after legitimately becoming husband and wife.
Reyhan had circulated his gaze, looking for his wife.
"Don't you see my wife?" ask him to Rasya.
"Wasn't he been with you" Rasya said.
"I lost it when I was busy talking to a co-worker who was also here" Reyhan explained.
The man went back to look for his wife.
But soon, his eyes caught the figure of a woman with a body that contained the middle of enjoying some dishes at the serving table.
Who else if not his beloved wife. Reyhan looked at him from a distance while shaking his head to see his wife who devoured one by one the dishes that were there.
Reyhan approached Irene without her knowledge. As Irene was putting the cake in her mouth, Reyhan stroked her long mane.
Irene was shocked, stopping her activities. She turned to look at her husband who was behind her.
Reyhan smiled, then wiped the rest of the cream on the corner of Irene's lips.
"I'm sorry baby, I feel hungry when I see all this" Irene said, revealing a row of teeth.
Reyhan did not reply in the slightest, the man simply nodded.
"You must be so ashamed to bring me here. In any case, there are many of your colleagues here" said the girl.
"Who is ashamed? me? oh no, honey. I'm not ashamed to take you. Quite the contrary, I am very happy to see you eating greedily rather than seeing you sick" Reyhan said sincerely, his hands still faithfully rubbing the top of his wife's head.
Irene also developed a smile at Reyhan's words. That's right what his dad said. Her husband was a very nice man.
"After you go home, do you want ice cream, my wife?" tawar Reyhan's.
Irene nodded with excitement.
"Alright then, finish the cake on your plate" Reyhan said as he pinched the cheek of his wife's bully.
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