Dr. Little Wife. Emir

The Eps 49

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"Stop the mas, I'm going to bed." Emira lay her body against the Emir, she also pulled the blanket to the limit of his neck. Her heart was hot, but her husband was insensitive.

"You why the hell bun ?"

"Eh.. Why did you suddenly change your nickname so ?" Inner Emira.

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3 Months have passed, Emira is no longer covered her distended stomach, because indeed the news of her pregnancy has been heard by all students and students and teachers at her school.

Today is the last day of the school exam. Not felt the time goes so fast, the age of the Emira content has now entered the 32nd week, information from the doctor Ririn HPL in an estimated 6-8 weeks again. Emira deliberately did not want to leave school when she was 7 months old, because soon she will graduate school.

After Emira's school was picked up directly by the Emir, the man appeared to be wearing casual clothes, the Emir deliberately did not go to the hospital because he wanted to spend time with his wife, after 1 week ago left his wife to monitor the hospital in Bali.

"You wanna stop by first ?" The Emir asked his wife,

"No, I'm so tired, just take a break." And sure enough not until 5 minutes Emira has fallen asleep soundly in the car.

15 Minutes later they reached the Emir's residence, the Emir who saw his wife still asleep did not intend to wake her.

The Emir entered the house carrying his wife's body, passing through a crowded living room, with a living room full of furniture - furniture that is still not unpacked.

After laying his wife in his room, the Emir went to the living room to meet his mother.

"Just put it there." Appoint your mother to someone who has just placed a large enough package in front of her.

"Thank you, sir." Continue mother before the people say goodbye to go.

The Emir continued to pay attention to his mother who looked enthusiastically checking all her groceries.

"Who's this bun for, why so many ?" Ask the Emir again.

"Funny is the Emir. Mother can't wait to open all this. Is Emira still sleeping ?" Either because they did not hear the Emir's speech or deliberately, instead of answering the mother actually gave a question back.

"It's all for my son bun ?"

"Why do you still ask, it's definitely for your child, who else is pregnant at this time." Answer me with ketus.

"Why did you buy it ?" Asked the Emir in a slightly sloppy tone. Mother is no longer willing to touch the words of her son.

"duh.. Why hasn't Emira woke up yet." Mother looks at the stairs hoping that the daughter-in-law has awakened to immediately open all the packages that have filled this living room. Mother walked towards the stairs just set foot on the first staircase, her steps stopped by the voice of the Emir.

"Don't try to wake my wife bun."

"ck." Mother simply clucked and returned again to the living room, she sat down next to the Emir, other than waiting for there was nothing else she could do at this moment.

Until the time has shown at 5 pm then Emira came out of the room, with a face that looks fresher, it looks like Emira just finished bathing.

"Mother where's bi ?" Emira asked when she saw her aunt going to the kitchen.

"Mother is in the park behind non, since it was waiting for non Emira here."

"May you help me call bi ?"

"Well, a minute is non."

"Thank you bi."

Emira approached one of the largest packages, looking like a baby basket when viewed from its size and shape, but still wrapped by cardboard packagingan.

"Darling, you're awake."

"What is this bun ?"

"here." Mother pulled Emira's hand to get closer to her, the mother had called Mr. Dadang, her home security guard to help open all these packages.

After all the packages were opened, Emira could only be stunned with sparkling eyes, she was so moved by all the attention of her mother, she felt very noticed especially for the child who was still in her womb.

"Darling.." Emir approached Emira with a typical face of waking up, hugging his wife's body from behind and resting his head on the wife's shoulder.

"Why leave me." asked the Emir in a hoarse voice.

"Your wife was just taken, so spoiled." It was not Emira who answered, but the mother of Daniah who sneered at her eldest child, the longer the more potent, sometimes the mother to her own shame with the Emir who did not know the place if he was with his wife.

"Mas.. see, mom bought this all for our son, good right ?" Emira was so excited to show her husband that super luxurious sleeping basket.

"No. Our son will surely prefer the gift of his father." The Emir glanced at his bunda with a sour face.

"Don't care about your husband, you must have a lot of attention if you are close to him."

"Honey let's go back to the room, let's just tidy up all this yourself." The Emir pulled his wife's hand back to the room.

"But, I also want to join the mother for baby room decor."

"No need to.who's the mother shopping alone."

"You go alone, far away" Usir pushed Emir's shoulder and pulled Emira's hand and held her arm tightly.

Such is the behavior of the mother and her husband when it comes to the child in the womb Emira, they are always racing - a race to find the attention of the baby who is still in the stomach. Always fussing about something that should not be in a fuss, not infrequently Emira until dizzy facing mother and her same husband is not willing to give up.

Finally the Emir who complied this time. But he also did not want to lose, even though all these items his mother bought him, but he was the most chatty when decorating his son's room. Because they can't wait for tomorrow, as a result they did it that night, the Emir and the mother of Daniah had several times argued about the layout that was not in their favor. Even now Emira regretted why she had to say she wanted to join the decor. If she knew it would be like this, she chose to follow her husband's words this afternoon.

Even he was not allowed to participate at all, for the reason that he should not be tired, he was only allowed to sit still and give his opinion, he said, even though his opinion was not heard by his mother or her husband. Feeling very tired and sleepy, Emira sleeps on the sofa leaving her mother and husband who are still eager to decorate the room accompanied by a small debate.

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