Get off the bed

Chapter 48's

At half-time 4pm I arrived home, Jihan was already welcoming me standing on the doorstep.

Not yet entered the house he has scattered hugging my body tightly, I kiss the shoots of his head and I reply no less tightly hugs him.

"His baby brother asked to be yelled at, huh Ji?" I pretended to be plain. As fast as lightning Jihan instantly took off her embrace and hit my chest softly.

"Mas uh, what a vulgar talk," she protested with a pouting face.

I was anxious myself, I kissed his lips briefly.

"Any! if you look at this continuously, it feels like mbak Puji is not strong."

Jihan and I turned to the source of the voice, and it turned out that there was a new Pak Puji coming, there was a bag of plastic in her hand. Maybe he's from the shop.

"Last year, Puji has come home, do you want to go back to the village?" my question, my hand pulled on Jihan's waist and I held her tight.

"No need Mas, if you can please find a job for my husband. So my husband will be going to Jakarta."

"Hem, she wants," I said softly, we all went into the house.

Arriving in the room, I saw Zayn still asleep, not yet awake from his nap.

"Bath first yes, then the Ashar prayer" said Jihan.

Now I was sitting on the side of the bed, he approached and gave me a towel.

By itself, Jihan helped me to take off my work clothes. He painstakingly took off one by one the buttons of my shirt.

"Ji, take a bath with yuk?" take me seriously, it feels like we haven't had a bath together long enough.

"I'll go later, if you take a shower now it'll be hot again."

I pouted, rightly so, it's still half 4 in the afternoon. At 4 Jihan is still struggling in the kitchen to cook, the schedule of bathing is indeed 5.

Finally I bathed myself, as usual, out of the bathroom I no longer found Jihan there, after preparing my clothes, she went out and struggled on the membrane.

"Zayn's awake." While wearing clothes, I tried to wake Zayn up.

The awakened one did not care, remaining silent in his sleeping position.

"Wake up baby, pray Ashar." Now I'm wearing pants.

"It's late in the afternoon, take a nice, fragrant bath like Dad." Now I was combing my hair while watching my reflection in the mirror.

Finished combing my hair, I kissed Zayn.

"Hem's whittling." Really fragrant baby.

"Wake up yuk, wake up yuk," take me while kissing the cheek puffed up Zayn, the baby began to squirm, I think he woke up turned to sleep again.

A little disappointed, then I held the prayer rites and performed the Ashar prayer.

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POV Jihan

My stomach suddenly nausea when smelled of chili, I lyrics mbak Puji. It turns out that he was making sambal, onion sambal mas Arick's favorite.

Hemp! I shut my mouth and my nose tight, I was really nauseous and I started to pusiang.

I walked away a little and sat down at the dinner table.

"Mbak why?" tanya mbek Puji was worried, she washed her hands and came to me.

"I can't smell Mbak's chilli, nausea."

"Well, then I'll throw the sambel away."

"Don't! don't!" I held my hand, Puji quickly.

"That's Arick's favorite sauce, he if you eat there must be sambel it Mbak. It's okay, I'm fine mbak, don't throw it away. I try to remember myself first," I said giving understanding.

I saw that Puji sighed and then pulled up the seat beside me.

I was silent, confused.

"Sal Mbak just know, some days mas Arick always catch a cold, after I investigated it turns out some days he slept not wearing clothes. Mas Arick tried his best to please Ma'am Ji, until he did not care about his own body," explained mbak Puji at length, I was stunned, is it really like that?

"Now Maak Ji follow along to nahan himself to nyenengin mas Arick, haduh! dizzy me!"

"Already, just sambel it want to throw away." Without my consent, mbak Puji got up and rushed to throw the sambel.

I was glued, back ringing in the head about the words mbak Puji earlier.

A few days Arick caught a cold? o Allah, my heart is sad, very sad, for my sake mas Arick to endure his own pain.

It is appropriate that every morning he always nausea and vomiting, there is always a reason that he gives. But every night still willing to sleep without wearing clothes.

Suddenly my tears flowed, deeply guilty. I also wonder why I'm this sensitive.

Without saying goodbye to Pak Puji, I went back to my room, wanting to hug my husband and apologize.

I opened the door slowly, and I saw that Arick had just said his greetings, finished his Ashar prayer.

My heart broke, with tears coming towards her. Sitting beside him.

"Why you, baby?" asked Arick worriedly, he turned around and hugged me tightly.

"What's going on?" she asked again, she pushed my shoulder slowly, wanting to see my face clearly.

"I'm sorry Mas" I said softly, both hands of Arick moving to wipe my tears.

"Sorry for what?" tanyanya's confused.

I paused for a moment, before I started to answer.

"Sorry because I made Mas uncomfortable, I always asked Mas Arick to sleep not wearing clothes. To the extent that Mas caught wind behind me," I explained with a whim.

Mas Arick stroked my hair, also tidied up some of the hair that covered my face.

"I guess what's wrong, don't cry anymore." Mas Arick raised my face and kissed my lips at a glance.

"Yes, I do catch a cold, but every morning I always drink warm ginger and vitamins. So it can still be handled."

I was silent, the scent of Arick's body was my candlestick at the moment, but I didn't want to be selfish.

"No Mas, starting tonight Mas has to sleep wearing clothes, but_"

"But what?" ask Arick quickly.

"Don't wear perfume?" I looked slowly and I saw Arick smiling.

"Dear, baby" she replied, kissing my face.

"Oh yes Mas, there is another one," I said hesitantly after the Arick mas pulled away.

"What?"

"Em, I can't smell the chilli, so ...."

"Yes yes, I understand. I have no problem eating without sambel dear, as long as eating with you anything will feel good."

I chuckled, why does it even sound like a striped-nose man who is seducing?

"But answer 1 question." Mas Arick put on a serious face, so I followed seius to hear the question he wanted to ask.

"When you're pregnant, can't do that, baby?"

I put on a smile, ever since I checked in with Diah's doctor and I was declared pregnant with twins, I and Arick didn't do that. I just always hugged her innocent body tightly.

"Can't you?" ask again with a hopeful face.

"May Mas" I replied as I approached and gave a small kiss to his lips.