FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)
Chapter.9 - Reason Nevan



One month after the wedding, Nevan and Alena should have flown to Jakarta. They must hold a large reception in Nevan's hometown. But the plan is only a plan. Thanks to Alena's endless whining, inevitably make Nevan look for a thousand and one ways. In order to cancel the intention of his parents, invited two thousand acquaintances to come on his show.


"What did you say to mama?" Alena suspects, why finally Diana and her husband let go of their desire to bring the dream daughter-in-law to the metropolitan.


"It's nothing, honey. Just saying you're not ready to get away from your family and friends."


It can be predicted from the way Nevan talks, which seems to hide something. Alena guessed that's not the reason. Because, for the size of the adventurous soul aka easily bored at home. Alena has never used any of the goods for that reason, when she was mutated.


"Van, lying is a sin. Later you can quality the same as your wife." Alena.


Either kenpa lately his quiet wife turned into a bit chatty. Nevan hesitates, is Alena coming the moon or what? The girl became super sensitive. Few questions will arise along with his skeptical arguments.


"Len, are you coming to the moon?" nevan asked along with his strawberry pancakes.


Hearing Nevan's question, there was a shadow resuscitating her for a moment. He gulped a quarter of his avocado juice without answering. Nevan wasn't prejudiced. He had a client meeting at eight in the morning, so hurriedly rushed to the office.


Surprisingly, the opposite of Alena's usually workaholic nature. Now the girl was a bit lazy and unclear. Departing often misfortune, work is often not right, even worse Alena is often sleepy and dizzy.


"It should have been the date the monthly guests came, right?" he muttered alone.


He walked into the room, picked up the cell phone lying on his dresser. His fingers began to press the lanyar, looking for the calendar menu there. He has a good habit, always routinely mark the calendar on the phone when the first day of menstruation is also the last day of menstruation. After taking into account the ripening, something hit his inner self. Alena thinks something's wrong.


"No no no. This is impossible, right? Must be just plain late. Yeah, just plain late!" re-assure yourself.


"Where may have been once already"


"What's it?"


Nevan's voice shocks Alena until her phone collapses, onto a fluffy white carpet. He looked at the door of the room. Her husband came back, because his phone was missing.


"A-p? Su-dah a-pa?" Alena was confused.


"You were talking to yourself, all right?"


"Why would your wife not be sane?!" upset Alena, he crouches grabbing her phone.


Nevan wasn't poking around, busy picking up sheets looking for her cell phone.


"Did you see my phone, honey?"


"Where do I know."


"Help dong, I'll be late."


"Find yourself. I'm busy."


Nevan looked up at his wife. Alena's just playing with her phone. The girl appeared to straighten her legs on the carpet. Back to her dresser. Nevan is confused, not usually this hour Alena is still relaxed so.


"Aren't you at the office?" search Nevan linking one eyebrow.


"Later, in a moment," Alena replied flinching from her place.


"Aren't you twice reprimanded by Anita this week? Not afraid of being outside?" Nevan continued the question. He felt his wife was a little different.


"Belgroff."


Nevan found the phone after reaching under the pillow. He approached his wife in surprise.


"Are you ok?" He began to worry.


Careful Nevan stroked his wife's hair. He could not leave Alena at this time. Alena brushed off the lightning as she glanced back.


"What the hell! Work there!" his pedicab.


"Let me stop by your office, ask permission for you. You don't have to work today just rest at home, do you?"


Alena yawned restraining the drowsiness that suddenly came back to attack her. He thinks Nevan's idea isn't a bad thing either. Better permission to get sick than to have to accept nagging from Anita again. The boss was not playing around when he was angry. Although Alena has allegations, about the allegations Anita has a crush on Rendra.


Alena's body wants to droop. Nevan carried his wife's body, laid her in a soft quarrel. Alena squirmed sideways. Nevan covered him to the neck. Then kiss her cheeks.


As he was about to step outside, Nevan's arm was held back by Alena's grip.


"Why, Honey?"


Alena pointed at her own lips. Nevan doesn't understand. This isn't the usual Alena.


"Why? Hungry up? Wanna eat?"


"Request kiss .... "


Nevan could have fallen over, hearing his wife's request. In the days before, he was always denied a kiss of the lips. Most can only kiss the forehead and cheeks.


"Not wrong? You're ngigau again?"


Alena shakes. Once caught his hand pulled Nevan closer. Alena's phone was loud and dropped everything. Lazily he lifted without seeing the name on the screen.


"Yes, Mah!" he woke up and sat down on a pillow.


Nevan's feeling bad. She ran away as fast as lightning, so conscious that calling Alena was her mother. Because Alena called her own birth mother Mother. Not mama.


"Mamah I mean? Huh huh? Who said it, Mah?" alena's countenance was tense for a moment.


" .... "


Alena squeezes a bad cover. He stood around following Nevan running. Her husband was already sitting in the steering wheel ready to run the car. The call was closed from across the street, after Alena said she would contact her in-laws again.


"Nevan! Where are you going! What did you say to mama?!" he threw sandals at the door. Fortunately, it only covers the outside of the car.


"Sorry, Honey! I'm going to work first! I love you!" Nevan floated a kissbay, then gasped before he was consumed by his wife's annoyance. His car whizzed lightning out of the terrace area.


"Basic sucks! She could've told mom, I'm pregnant!" alena's wringing on the waist.


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