Get off the bed

Chapter 95's

At first, in the afternoon Arick and Jihan will be home. But seeing Jihan who is still worried about her mother, Arick finally decided to stay one more night and come home tomorrow morning.

Fortunately, that night Nami began to improve, she only cough occasionally not as bad as yesterday.

This morning, Arick really invited all his family home.

"If there's anything to say I'm ma'am" Jihan said as she said goodbye.

"Yes son, get in the car, Arick is waiting for you." Jihan nodded, then hugged the mother tightly.

After the salim to her brother and sister-in-law, she finally caught up with her husband in the car.

"Bismilahirohmanirohim." Jihan muttered softly as the car started to go.

Arick glanced at the wife, ascertaining whether the look on Jihan's face was still sad or not. And he smiled a little, when he saw the face of the wife who began to improve. No more sadness.

Arick's left hand stretched out to stroke Jihan's head for a moment.

Getting such treatment really made Jihan calm down.

Asih who watched from the back seat joined in a happy smile. Even without words, these two masters remained shrouded in love. Love that evaporates into the air.

25 Minutes away, they all got home. There Arick was waiting for Denni.

Early this morning, Arick did ask Denni to come and bring some company files.

Be, when it was just up to that Arick went straight to the workspace with Denni.

Jihan is still in baby ZAJ's room.

He saw the three hearts that were both asleep. Zayn if riding in a car is like that, always sleep.

Zay. Saying Jehan in the heart

Staring at his eldest son's clinging, the more Zayn looks like Arend's father, meaning it is also similar to Arick.

Thick eye brows, even lashes. His nose and lips are red.

Jihan smiled, then approached and kissed Zayn dear. After being satisfied with Zayn he also looked at the faces of Anja and Jani.

Mas Arick said they look like me? but where is it similar? though obviously, if Anja and Jani are similar to him.

Again, Jihan also approached and took turns kissing Anja and Jani. After that he said goodbye to Asih and Melisa to come out, to his own room.

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An hour later, Arick and Denni's business is done. He then decided to go into the room.

Just opening the door, he was instantly made stunned.

He saw his wife sitting by the window. His long hair was unraveling, moving according to the breeze.

"Ouch!" jihan complained when he accidentally got his left index finger pricked by a needle.

Hurriedly Arick approached and reached for the finger. He crouched down on one knee as a pedestal in front of his wife and began to suck Jihan's fingers.

"Be careful, baby, what are you doing?" asked Arick, he saw the wife's finger that had not bleed.

Still crouching there, he stared at Jihan.

"I used to make an appointment with Arend. Gonna make knit shirts for Zayn. I had forgotten about the promise, but just now I was staring fixedly at Zayn's face I suddenly remembered it."

Hearing that, Arick smiled, then raised his body slightly and took a sip on the wife's lips. Sip it long enough, even until Jihan also retaliated.

"Mas not angry?" jihan asked with a gasp of breath, and Arick shook his head.

"I just feel happier, especially when you see you call the name mas Arend like that."

"As before?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What did I call it?"

"You call the name of Arend mas without burden before me, as if Arend mas is no longer a thorn between us. I was so happy and happy to know that. Now every time we talk about Arend mas we no longer feel awkward." explained Arick and Jihan smiled.

Is correct. His mind justifies the words of the husband.

"But I want to make this knitting suit for an adult Zayn, not a baby Zayn. Anja and Jani will also make it." Jihan explained with a big smile.

A smile that always rubs off on Arick.

Every day, this unpretentious woman can always make her feel in love.

"I wasn't made?" arick asks teasingly, but instead Jihan gets a brilliant idea.

"What if Mas's the one who made me knit clothes? Didn't you say I could ask for anything yesterday?" jihan asked with his innocent face and Arick let out a heavy sigh.

Although he could not knit but he agreed to the request of the wife.

"But if it's been a long time is okay? I have to study first." Arick bargained seriously.

"I have a lifetime to wait for that shirt to come." Jihan replied with a smile.

Hearing the wife's sweet words coupled with that smile, makes Arick really can't bear to remain silent.

He then got up and sipped Jihan's lips back inside. Dipped his tongue in and roamed there.

Jihan did not stay still, still holding a wool thread and a needle she hung her hands on her husband's neck.

Replying is not lost in that kiss.