Hold on or let go!

The Eps 235

Our plans to stay on the provincial border were canceled when Febri got a chat from his group mates.

"Well, nduk. Go straight to Jakarta for nothing!? It turns out that tomorrow afternoon the kids are going to play at home!"

"Oh, yes, I'm not doing anything. You're the only one who's tired!"

"Let's not love!"

"It's already on the toll, change it. You can take a break!"

"No, I still can. Anyway, do you know where our address is going?"

"Ngga. Where to? Mostly to the dorm, right?"

Febri shook his head slowly as he rubbed my head as usual.

"To our house!"

I just nodded. Our house! Very sweet to my husband. Want it cost or rent a patch, origin with my husband of course I want.

It was very late at night, almost one o'clock in the morning we had arrived at the Cipali toll gate. If according to the predictions, before noon we have arrived.

"Mas, to the rest area first yes, pee kebelet!"

"Yes, let's look ahead hopefully there is a rest area!"

Thank God, the place we want to use is not far away. Mas Febri filled his gas while waiting for me to go to the toilet.

It turned out Febri was waiting for me outside the car.

"You don't want to go to the bathroom?"

"Belom wants to nduk!"

I leaned my back like Febri.

"You don't mind seeing your friends?"

"Get it."

"But, later on Monday you just got acquainted officially, including the same boss mas."

"Yes, ready captain!", I said, saluting.

"Hehehe my wife is the most!"

"What's the most?", I looked up while glaring at him.

"Make yourself fall in love!"

"Wleeekkk! Alay! Humpptt!", Febri shut my mouth.

"Husbands are learning romance too!"

I laughed seeing the look on his face that held back the upset. His face turned in the other direction.

"Are you sure you're angry with me?", I raise my eyebrows.

Febri looked quickly.

"Who is angry?", he asked.

"Well, is his face rich? Why...angry right? Aren't you?", I nudged his shoulder that wasn't even shaken at all because of my slashing.

"Where do you want to be angry with you! There will be another fast!", he embraces my shoulder.

"So, not far away is the language of that cake!"

"Yes, you can have it, like a dream. My dreams have come true all along!"

Now we look at each other. If there is romantic music that matches the song..mbohlah.ga know which rich romantic song.

"Snake!"

"Hum?"

Febri's hand was still comfortable on my shoulder. It's almost three o'clock in the morning, but we're both dating in front of the car. Toyiban's halalan dating of course.

"You know, this mas temprament. Regularly firm and rough, if occasionally you are verbally sick, for example, please be reminded. If you're angry, don't be angry. Hug the rich gini mas his example!"

I returned his embrace.

"Maybe for the beginning of our relationship like this, we are still cool. But the name of the relationship, will definitely experience ups and downs. And we've experienced it before. So, I hope you have more patience with your husband!"

I looked up at his face.

The cup!

I kissed her cold cheek. This is the first time I kissed her on the cheek since we got married.

"Sure!", she hugged me again. Ah.. romantic really early dawn-body gini, in the rest area anyway. Ga modal for nyari lapak dating ya mas?? 🤭

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Sakti was awake before dawn, he tried to wake his wife. But it seems the wife is too slick in wading through her dreams.

Sakti hasn't been able to sleep since last night. The body is not good, but it does not have a fever. And that makes him feel uncomfortable.

Want to ask his wife to just massage him, he did not feel good himself. Sakti chose to get up from her bed to go to the bathroom. His head was dizzy, seemed to want to vomit. Her nausea is getting more and more unstoppable when entering a carbolic-scented bathroom.

Sakti's voice was vomiting, making Bina wake up from her sleep. She felt the bed next to her, and her husband was not there. And she was sure that her husband was in the bathroom.

By tying up the origin of her messy hair, Bina knocked on the bathroom door.

"Mas, why are you?"

There is no truth from within. Only the voice of the husband seemed to be still vomiting. Bina tried to open the door, lucky that the bathroom door wasn't in the lock.

She entered the bathroom, seeing her husband limp in front of the sink. Bina rubbed her husband's neck.

"You sick, man? Why don't you wake me up? About the doctor, do not need someone else to help you?" said the bina nagging but her hands still kneel at the nape of her husband.

Sakti wiped his wet lips because he had been washing them with tap water.

The beginning subsided a little as his wife's massage took hold of his nape.

"You're going to sleep, baby, you're not going to wake up!"

Bina led her husband to sit on the bed.

"I made an angel tea first. Let's get your stomach. I'll be kerokin if I want to!", said Bina.

"You want to love!", said Sakti.

"Well, wait a minute!" said Bina. He went to the kitchen to make a drink.

Sakti fingered the drawer next to her to pick up the wind oil. Without looking, he fumbled through the drawer. Not to forget he turned on the lights on or the table.

Sakti managed to grab his wind oil, but his finger was fingering something.

"Since when have I naroh the thermometer in the drawer?", murmured Sakti. But he took the thing with his wind oil.

Sakti was stunned to see the thing he was holding. Not a thermometer, but a pregnancy test.

"Positive??" murmured Sakti. At the same time, Bina came in. She was a little surprised because her husband was holding onto the thing she was hiding.

"Mas??", asked Bina who was in front of her husband now.

"This?", asked sakti while lifting the tool. Bina.

"Sorry mas. I didn't mean to keep it a secret. But I'm not ready to tell you. I. I'm afraid you're disappointed. Because..during this time you always say we want to date first. If I was ham.!", Bina had started to tear up.

"Sstttt! Why do you think like that anyway dear?", Sakti covered both hands on the cheek of the wife. After that, he hugged Bina.

"Good news like this why are you keeping it a secret, baby?? You think I don't want to have children? Huh yeah?"

Bina blinked her eyes.

"I'm happy, even happy, dear. Thank God. Finally, I will become a father!", said Sakti rubbed his wife's stomach still flat. Bina couldn't bear to hold back her happy tears. She returned her husband's embrace.

"Sorry, I don't think I'm ready. Sorry!"

"Ssttt...cup..cup...already! Don't cry dong! By the way, how old is he, baby?"

"Not yet to know. I haven't checked. It was a test last week because I was late for the month. That's why I used that device!"

"Let's go to the hospital, let's check.OK?"

Bina nodded thinly in her husband's arms.

"Don't get sympathetic pregnancy syndrome, baby. You pregnant, I'm the one who's sick? Ah...yes Allah..!", said Sakti.

Bina laughed at the frustrated face of her husband. But after that, she kissed her husband.

"Patience to you!" said Bina. Sakti smiled back at his wife's kiss on the forehead as well huh, then after that they embraced.

"You have no nausea, pray dawn yuk mas!"

"Corn!", said Sakti.

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