Get off the bed

Chapter 55's

Arick accidentally opened the door as slow as possible, wanting to peek at what his wife was doing. Papa Mardi said Jihan entered the room not long ago, it can be ascertained if Jihan is not asleep at this time.

"Why look at Mas?"

"Astag firstsomez." Arick held his chest, heart intent wanting to peek even he himself was surprised.

Seeing Jihan sitting on the sofa holding a book, Arick approached.

"Who are you wearing?" jihan asked curiously, the article now Arick wearing a different shirt from this morning when he left for work. This morning her husband was wearing a maroon shirt, and now he comes home in a black shirt. Yeah, there's no way Jihan could have remembered wrong.

"This is Jodi's shirt, baby, I was bathing in the cafe. It's my dirty shirt." Obviously Arick while showing me his plastic bag.

Jihan took the bag, checked it and it turned out to be true, this is the shirt her husband was wearing earlier.

For a moment both of them were silent, until finally Arick who began to open his voice first.

"Ji," said Arick, who was called to turn his head until now the gaze of the two met.

"I'm sorry."

Jihan smiled, saying sorry, thank you and please indeed often they said. And miraculously, the three words always make the relationship of the two improve.

"I'm sorry also Mas, actually yesterday I accidentally saw the message of Mas and Jodi, I know at the Cafe there is a problem because of me," said Jihan, who was not involved in the incident, she secretly knew the problem her husband was having.

"Don't baby, it wasn't your fault." Arick kissed Jihan's cheek at a glance, really not wanting to make Jihan feel guilty.

"How's Zayn doing now? I'd really like to see him."

"The body is not hot, but the drug is still taken for the next 5 days, it must be taken until it runs out, because there are antibiotics." Jihan clasped her husband's hand and carried him into her lap.

"Let's go to mom's room, let's see Zayn," Jihan and Arick nod.

"You guys take Zayn yeah, I want to sleep with him."

"Yes, it's."

Both of them got up and headed for the guest room, Mardi was still faithful in front of the television.

"Where are you going?" tanyanya, he turned to look at the child and his ex who was passing by.

"Mas Arick wants to see Zayn Pa" Jihan replied.

"Look, don't move around, Papa's sleeping with Zayn tonight, too."

"Yes Pa." Jihan pulled Arick's arm to follow in her footsteps, preventing her husband from arguing with her father, seeing Arick's pouting face.

"Papa doesn't sleep with Zayn Mas every day." Obviously Jihan and Arick didn't care, he still felt annoyed.

After knocking on the door and being invited in by Sofia, Jihan and Arick are now in the room.

Arick repeatedly kissed Zayn's face, also checking his body temperature. Starting from the forehead, neck to the soles of the feet.

He was relieved when it felt like everything was back to normal.

With a feeling of unwillingness, Arick finally invites Jihan to return to the room, without bringing Zayn to come with them.

Since entering the second trimester of Jihan's pregnancy, Zayn has never breastfed her directly. Jihan is always pumping her ASI and Zayn is drinking from the pacifier.

If Zayn is still hungry despite eating and drinking breast milk, Jihan also gave him Formula milk as an addition.

"Mas, how come his face's still pouting?" jihan asked, now that the two of them have returned to their rooms, back to sitting on the sofa.

"Where was that from?" jihan asked again because Arick was silent.

Arick is immediately exposed, remembering if he did not tell Jihan why he came home late today.

He did not even return the wife's message.

With a quick movement, Arick hugged Jihan tightly. His chin is placed on the shoulders of the wife.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't return your message." Arick peeped at Jihan's cheek, then rested his chin on the shoulder.

"I was at the market with Jodi, which is why I'm wearing this shirt now. My clothes are dirty and stinky" explained Arick.

"Until I can't return my message?" jihan asked, sounding like a little girl sulking and cornering her interlocutor.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry?" Arick realized, free to defend himself, apologizing is the most appropriate decision.

Jihan nodded weakly, still feeling a little annoyed.

Slowly, Arick stroked his wife's stomach.

"How about the twins? did he bother his mother today?" arick asked, wanting to divert the wife's frustration with something else.

"No, they were kicking, but they didn't make me sick."

Arick kissed Jihan on the cheek again, "Thank you dear, because you've been struggling to conceive our children."

"Women are like this."

"But still, I want to say thank you very much."

Jihan turned her head, then gave a glimpse of the lips of the husband who was right in front of her.

"Then, from now on, you should trust me more. I can and I'm fine."

The gaze of the two locked, now it's Arick's turn to kiss a glimpse of the lips of the wife.

"Alright, but whatever happens keep me informed. Don't let me know from someone else."

Jihan smiled, then nodded and tightly hugged the husband's body.

Very comfortable and peaceful.

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The next day, Arick returned to work as usual.

Every morning the ritual of hugging, kissing kissing, is always a romantic scene in the yard of this house.

Asih who was not used to seeing the closeness of the husband and wife felt a little uncomfortable, felt bad, because he held Zayn and watched everything clearly.

"Come on, come in," Jihan asked when she saw the husband's car had begun to be invisible.

Asih awkwardly nodded, then walked first and started to enter the house.

Asih hands Zayn over to Sofia, because Sofia wants her to take care of Zayn today.

Feeling that there is no work, Asih covered the kitchen, helping mbak Puji clean the dining table after breakfast and wash the dishes.

"Bu Jihan is very lucky, Bude" said Asih, opening a chat with Puji.

Asih the part washing the dishes and Praise the rinsing.

"Lucky how?"

"Yes lucky, having a husband like Mr. Arick, also have in-laws like madam Sofia and Mr. Mardi."

Praise smiling, feeling if the Asih speech is true. Jihan is very lucky to be in this family, because everyone loves her very sincerely.

"That's how it is, good people will definitely be betrothed to good people anyway," Puji and Asih replied nodding.

"You, if you want a mate, ask God. Don't ask on social media." ledek Puji and Asih throbbing.

Soon there was the sound of a crisp laughter typical of Puji in the kitchen, hahahaha.

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