Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 76

The days are lived with joy by a couple who were newly given the care of a baby, happy to be difficult to live together by Gerald and Isvara.

Some of this week, nausea in Gerald's pain can sometimes come at any time even when the man is in an important meeting, Gerald said, that made Mr. Aryaloka worried and told Gerald to stay home for the past few days.

At first, when knowing the sympathetic pregnancy syndrome that Gerald experienced, all the family laughed, felt funny and not infrequently there were people who made fun of Gerald by saying this is the form of his karma so far, holed up, and, gerald's mood always drops when people say that.

"This is a wealth of would-be ponakan I really want revenge bales as papi because it used to always be rude," said Kayra when she saw the brother who always went back and forth the bathroom even when eating.

"Patience to you, brother! Ganbattes!" Shouted Kayra giving her spirit in Japanese.

But it was yesterday-yesterday, today Gerald was lucky not to experience the morning sicknees again, now his body feels fresh without nausea that strikes.

Gerald went down the stairs of the house, looking for the whereabouts of the wife, woke up the man did not see Isvara in the room, but usually he who always woke up earlier.

Gerald then walked towards the pantry, he pulled his hair slightly wet after shampooing the white shirt that wrapped his athletic body he let two buttons open up to the chest with fine hair was plastered real.

the scenery is really extraordinary to be seen by the women, especially there happens to be Dewi and Nela. They were even stunned for quite a long time to see that soul and body-shaking sight.

The man then headed for the refrigerator, taking cold water to wet his throat that felt dry.

"Eumm! so delicious!"

Gerald frowned at the sound, unmistakably it was his wife's voice, but where was Isvara?

"Darling, is that you?"

Elsewhere, next to the dining table, Isvara was like a child playing hide and seek, the pregnant woman carrying a plate of food that she hurriedly kept back, and she was, as Gerald's voice called out to him.

"Arava!" Gerald gave a glance, looking for the whereabouts of the wife, but found Isvara nowhere, where did the voice come from?

While Isvara hid the fruit pickles behind her body tightly, lately she has been eager for fruit pickles, but if Gerald finds out he's eating this fruit early in the morning he might get a cult from the man.

Isvara recalls the last time she wanted to eat Javanese acid, the man nagged her because she ate it in the morning and had not even appeared.

"I know you're cravings, but what is this? you ate the tamarind of Java at dawn, I'm afraid you're sick to your stomach." and the other long scolding that made Isvara close the ear to her.

He did not understand, Dr. Ray Gerald is the one who will crave this is not himself, in fact he even wants to eat it, eat this, while Gerald only bear the nausea alone.

Funny indeed, sometimes Isvara felt sorry to see the husband who every morning had to experience nausea continues but notah why there is another side that makes him laugh satisfied to see the husband who suffers.

Recalling that Isvara smiled to himself, rubbing his stomach. "You're so smart, baby, let your father suffer for a while, yeah" and then he went back to eating his pickles.

Gerald caught the strange movement from beside the dining table was astonished, could not be denied the small hand that he saw poking out of hiding was the hand of the wife, suspicious, Gerald then approached, and then approached, peek slightly.

The man then smiled ignorantly to see the true wife was there, with a plate of fruit on his lap.

"Hmmm, it's been caught!" the man deliberately cleared his throat hard to make Isvara sculpt immediately feel caught off guard.

With a shocked face, Isvara hurriedly turned around and hid the fruit pickle behind her body.

"Honey .. are you awake?" the woman smiled faintly, trying to cover up her actions.

"What are you holding?" ask Gerald to investigate.

"No, nothing." Isvara shakes funny.

"Is there really no?" with his eagle eyes, Gerald looked back, then the man deliberately pulled Isvara's ear lobe but gently.

Known, Isvara could only smile. "All right, I'm sorry." Isvara then showed the plate forward. "It's pickled fruit."

Gerald nodded. "My isvara, eating the fruit pickle in the morning, hmm, is she not afraid of the punishment her husband will give her?" Gerald sat with his back to his back.

"You want how else Gerald? it's delicious, I can't resist it. Besides, it's also Dede's baby's wish." Isvara ate the fruit again, but Gerald pulled the plate.

"No more fruit."

Isvara lowered his lethargic shoulders, his face made to frown. "Wicked, I am aduin granny."

Gerald instead chuckled, Why does this spoiled side of his wife make Gerald love her even more. "I just don't want you to have a stomachache baby, you can eat it again if you've had breakfast."

Isvara looked away, then rubbed his stomach. "Honey, look, your father is evil right, when mama is not allowed to eat it anyway."

Gerald increasingly chuckled, then his burly hands also stroked the stomach that had begun to look at the surface.

"Boy, you don't have to be horrified your mama ngoceh, papah ngelakuin this is also for the good of both of you."

"Call him boy anyway? we don't know her gender yet."

Gerald looked at the wife, their eyes clashed, then he smiled, shook his body and his head he put in the lap of the wife.

"I don't know, I just thought our son was a boy."

Isvara rubbed her husband's forehead. "If women?"

"Then she'll be the princess of this house." Gerald smiled.

Isvara smiled too. "I hope so too."

***

Elsewhere Samuel, seen packing his clothes in this apartment, makes Laura who just came after from the club for partying last night surprised to see him.

"Where are you going? why pack clothes?" the woman's forehead shrunk inside.

"I'll get out of here!"

The deg! as if a huge hammer had struck her chest, Laura was made to freeze by the remark.

"Where? where are you going? do you want to leave me?" Laura couldn't help but stop him.

Samuel fell silent, tossing his suitcase.

"For what else am I here, when you never consider me yourself!"

Laura shook her head violently, stunned by that word. "No, you can't leave me Sam!"

Samuel stared. "You can't stop me, why else am I here, when the woman I fought for never appreciated my struggle."

Then his eyes pointed towards the table. "That's some credit cards and debit cards, use them for your needs and our children's later."

"I know you're close to the film director, you've been in a relationship with him behind my back."

Looking at Laura Samuel's surprised face smiled. "You don't have to be surprised, I already know everything, now it's up to you to do what, I'll never ban you again."