Forced Married High School

82 DMS

In the morning as usual, Icha always felt nauseous, but she could dispel by taking vitamins when nausea came. After dawn he was also lazy to get out of bed, drowsiness continued to attack, even in the morning his sleepiness never disappeared.

Today she stepped down to help her mother cook. He forgot he didn't like the smell of garlic.

When he entered the kitchen, his stomach returned nauseous, like a stirring, he ran out of the kitchen.

"Dear, why? Want to throw up again?" The mother who at that time saw her son immediately approached her.

"Ma, I don't like the smell of garlic, get rid of it first, as long as I'm here. The contents of my stomach will all come out if it smells Ma," Icha explained the reason she was nauseous.

"Dear, Mama was the same, even Mama did not like all the kitchen spices. You know, for about four months Mama ate with vegetables without spices, only using Alko flavorings, but Mama enjoyed it," the Mama told me first when she was pregnant.

"Alko what's Ma?" the question came from someone who had just approached, Raffa.

"Ngagetin just you Dek," protested Icha.

"Alko what's Ma?" repeating his question, because he had not received an answer, he did not even pierce the words of the Brother.

"Sooking, you will not know," not his mother who answered, it was Icha.

Raffa snorted, he left two women still standing in front of the living room.

"Now what do you want to eat? Let Mama make it. You just wait in the back garden, while sports let seger," said the Mama.

In the back garden, there were three men who were exercising. Enjoy the day off with exercise, so that the body returns fresh and healthy.

"What is Ma?" Icha thought, "i want Al aja's favorite food, sweet spicy soy sauce chicken, without garlic Ma," he added, after finding out what he wanted to eat.

For some reason, she always wanted to eat her husband's favorite food. Her favorite food she refused. Strange isn't.

"Okay, Mama made it. You don't have to help," then the mother leaves Icha for the kitchen.

Icha set foot into the garden behind the house, she would just sunbathe.

Looking at the three men she loved, she smiled as they looked very familiar while exercising, seen them laughing together, while enjoying their jog. The park is large enough for jogging, although it can only circle around the park.

Icha sat on the chair in the garden, enjoying the sunlight that had just appeared, the air this morning was so bright.

"Teh Kak," Raffa's remark made Icha turn her head. The boy had two cups of tea in his hand. "Mama made it, not me," as if she knew her brother's thoughts.

"Thank you, what do you do for the others?" Icha asked, because Raffa only brought two glasses.

"Still in the kitchen, let Bibik take it," he answered and sat down by the brother's side.

"How did you go to high school in High School? I'm still confused where to go to High School?" Raffa is closer to the older brother, he prefers to tell stories or confide in the older brother.

"At Senior High School, you don't have to go far, there is also complete facilities," Icha merrk recommends his High School for his sister.

"I'll think again" he was still confused.

The two were caught up in the chatter around school, exams and occasionally joking, until the three men who had been in sports came up to them.

The more fun chatting plus the three people.

"Would you have breakfast first, what's the shower?" the mother's question diverted their attention.

"Breakfast first, laper Ma already," Farhan replied, taking it all in his arms.

They also went to the dining table together, there were some food. Enjoying the food they like, breakfast this time increased by two people.

Icha was seen enjoying his breakfast, not as usual he wanted to eat that much rice. After breakfast, they headed to their rooms to take a shower. Icha and Al.

Hoek Hoek Hoek

Rice that just went into the stomach, had to come out again.

"Darling, you're throwing up again?" there was panic on Al's face.

He squealed on the nape of Icha, "Kok can do it, but a few days ago had not vomited, just nauseous. What vitamins don't you drink, baby?"

Icha hasn't answered Al's question, she's still focused on removing the remains in her stomach, "Drink" he said.

Al rushed out of the bathroom, he picked up a bottle of water, then returned to the bathroom.

Icha had washed his face, it seemed like the contents in his stomach had all come out.

"It's a pity" Al thrust out the bottle of drink he had opened earlier.

"Darling, what do you want to eat? Let me search" Al offered his wife, because usually the food Icha wanted would not be spewed.

"Don't know baby, I'm so lemes, it feels like I don't want to eat anything," Al examined Icha's face, looking pale especially after she pulled out the contents in her stomach.

"Judah you rest, take a shower later if you try to make it better," said Al, then lead the wife out of the bathroom, lay her on the bed.

"I take a shower, yes, the stench of the sport runs out," Al will move from the ranch, but Icha holds it back.

"No need to take a bath, dear, I love the smell of your sweat like this" Al rounded his eyes, which was true that his wife liked the smell of his body that even he could not bear to smell.

"What's right?" Al ensure.

Icha nodded, "Yes dear, here hug me," she asked spoiledly.

Al could not bear to see his wife, he laid his body, hugged his wife tightly, and then kissed her whole face.

"Darling, you're fine in Mama's stomach yeah, don't bother Mama yeah baby, kasian Mama." Al stroked Icha's flat stomach.

Icha smiled at her husband's behavior, "Yes Papa, I don't bother Mama Kok," Icha imitated the voice of a child.

Al chuckled at Icha's words like that, "You're more excited if it's like that, baby" he said, then he briefly kissed the wife's lips.

"I am a gemesin," said Icha confidently.

"What will our boys be girls? I'm really curious, who does she look like, I'm aoa you?" many questions Icha asked, of course, that question cannot be answered at this time.

"You want him to be a girl or a boy just as much, most importantly you and our child are healthy" Al again stroked the stomach of the wife.

"Udah can't wait to know their gender dear" said Icha.

"Later four months to know, the patient is dear,"

Icha nodded, "I always wait for him to be born in this world, and I thought he would be so happy when he came out" Icha really imagined that moment.

"Dear, may the nausea and vomiting pass, I can't bear to see you vomit like that, if I could want to replace him," said Al, he looked at his wife's face fixed.

Icha smiled, then she took turns to kiss the husband's lips briefly, "Love, I'm happy to have you," drowned her face in the husband's chest, and tightly hugged the body of her beloved husband.

Al also returned the embrace of his wife while stroking the long hair of his beloved wife

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