HAVING TO MARRY A DEPRESSED MAN
Chapter 114
After a few months, the domestic life of Rayan, Reyhan and Rio all went normally without any interference from Keysa. I don't know where Keysa went but they don't care where the itchy caterpillar goes. The most important thing for the three of them is the continuity of their household running smoothly and happily.
After Nayla became pregnant, Reyhan was often moody because his ration to play and drink milk was reduced. Because Nayla is reluctant to get close to Reyhan. The reason is, he does not like the smell of his body. Not only Reyhan but Nayla is disturbed by various scents that make her nauseous.
Reyhan also felt sorry for his wife, who was having a hard time while pregnant. Very inversely proportional to Nara, who always wants to be spoiled and also all like. Not having trouble eating and looking fit. But Nayla is very difficult to eat, because every meal she must feel nausea and vomiting until the age of five months of pregnancy, he said, Nayla has been in the hospital three times also sometimes had to be infused because it was very difficult for food to enter his mouth.
Now Nayla is in her bed leaning back and not forgetting the mask she always uses. His face was very pale, and his increasingly thin body made Reyhan not have the heart to see it.
"Nay." call Reyhan and try to get close to his wife. Seeing her silent reaction and not dodging made Reyhan relieved and smiled.
"Why Brother Rey." he replied, but the mask was still on his face. Reyhan started to approach and stroked her long hair.
"I'm sorry, because of me you have to suffer like this" said Reyhan, who is eager to hug his current wife and give her warmth and protection.
"It's okay, Rey, I'm the one who apologized to you. Because these few months I can't serve you optimally" he said tearfully.
"What a pity to my wife, may I hold you dear? just a moment " said Reyhan. Nayla nodded and immediately wrapped her small hand around Reyhan's waist and leaned her head against the chest of the warming field. Fortunately this time Nayla used a double mask so she did not smell Reyhan. Because Reyhan also does not use perfume for now.
"Nay... I miss you so much" said Reyhan who began to gently rub Nayla's small back.
"Don't start, Rey, I'm not ready my head is so dizzy" replied Nayla, Reyhan exhaled violently.
"Luckily the handle of my broom is a cauldron of the sultan, otherwise the fate of the handle of my broom will certainly be rusty because it is rarely used in the grind "Reyhan murmured in the heart.
"Sorry." said Nayla, feeling bad for rejecting her husband.
"It doesn't matter Nay, . ., I'm a patient and compassionate person" Reyhan said.
"But I'm tormented.." he screamed in his heart.
"I want to sleep again, but Rey's sister has to call me. It seems our son does not mind if only in the hug" said Nayla, Reyhan was smiling happily because his wife began to ask in the hug. Progress, Reyhan thought.
"Dear, your husband is ready to hug you" said Reyhan, caressing Nayla's long hair and also stroking her belly that began to bulge.
"Hey son... Don't you miss your Papa?" reyhan asked as he gently stroked Nayla's stomach. It felt like a little movement inside, Reyhan and Nayla were delighted.
"Say he wants to play with his Papa Nay, oh my goodness my son is very understanding" Reyhan said. Nayla twists her lazy eyeballs hearing her husband's strange, far-fetched answer.
"You're this. Your son wants to play cilukba but you forbid it" Reyhan protested.
"It's not my son who wants it, it's his father" replied Nayla.
"Oh my God, besides my son who understands my wife is also very understanding if the handle of my broom is time in the sharpening" said Reyhan annoying.
"Be alone first.." said Nayla.
"No, I want you to take care of it" Reyhan replied
"Oh my goodness.... "
"Of Nay have mercy on your son and husband who wants to meet. Don't worry about us, we both miss because you're our only connection" Reyhan said.
"Why do I sound like a cruel woman who does not want to bring her son and father together" Nayla murmured. This snack is so dramatic that it makes the heart of this gentle pony feel touched and feel very guilty for keeping away his son and father.
This sly kudanil said that he was a loving and patient person, but now he was dramatizing the situation.
"Alright, Rey can visit him. But slowly yes. "the ucapa Nayla feels like a fresh breeze that cools his heart and mind.
"Finally-finally...the handle of my broom is in the grind as well" Reyhan cheered inwardly.
"Well, son. We play with Papa"
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