Hold on or let go!

Chapter 256

Febri stopped his car after arriving at the parking lot of his office. Actually, he felt sorry to see his wife sleeping like that in the car seat. But it seems that pregnant women are comfortable just sleeping in such a position. Febri couldn't wake her. But bringing it into his room was also not a good choice. He will be annoyed with his partner who will go back and forth to his room.

Febri peeped at his wife's forehead. Letting his wife sleep in the car.

He got out of his car. Then look at his subordinates who were on guard.

"Siang Kapt!", said the two young men who were in front of him.

"Piang. Sorry, I'm asking for help. My wife is still sleeping and in the car."

The two young men nodded.

"Titip huh? Don't mind, do you?"

"Ready Kapt!", said the two. After saying thank you, Febri continued his work.

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At four in the afternoon, I woke up from my sleep. Yea??? A siesta of sleep. I fell asleep in the car.

I looked around, I was in the parking lot of Febri's office. I rubbed my eyes. Then straighten the body. It feels good to sleep here. But that's okay, not every day like this.

As I was about to get out of the car, Febri came up to me.

"Darling, are you awake?" he said, opening the door for me.

"House. Kebelet peed a mas!", I said. He helped me get down.

"The anterine to the bathroom?"

"Ngga. The bathroom was just. Distance to the inside, hustle wet ntar."

"Yes, the road is slow!"

I just nod.

Ten minutes later, I was back in the car. Mas Febri is still waiting for me on the hood of the car.

"Udah? Want to go home?", he asked. I'm nodding. I am grateful that my husband is so attentive to me.

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Time quickly passed, without feeling my womb entered the age of seven months. That's fast, right???

"What time is it, dear?", I asked Febri. I had trouble just standing up. Maybe because my stomach contains two fetuses. So it looks really big. Don't ask me what my body is like right now.

"Later bada dhuhur dear! You just rest. There was a mother and another! You don't have to think about macem-macem."

"Oh Allah, I have taken care of everything? Especially you!", I rubbed his cheek. But he took my hand.

"What is negerepotin heum? It's my duty. Even I'm seneng, if you even say anything to mas. So don't you ever think you mind?"

I'm nodding. The more days I get the easier baper.

My small house sounds crowded. A lot of my family came to the show this time. There was my mother-in-law's father, my mother and her husband, fortunately Esa and Wibi were in the house of Oma Marini, but Oma and opa were here.

Not to forget, my two lek are the most enthusiastic about this seven-monthly event. As a result, my seven-monthly event was even full with my family members. Not to mention our friends.

There are Anika and Dimas, as well as Seto and Naya.

Sakti and Bina, are busy with baby new born! Their baby is a girl! Though Sakti at that time had intended to match our children. Uh, don't know it...The Sakti girl, and the twins were insya Allah is also a girl.

So.ga is a soul mate deh heheheh.

"Nyesel ya Nduk, our house is small!", whispered Febri before the event began.

"Neever thought there would be such an event!", I said.

"Heum, but fortunately we still have a large page. So at least can install a tent like this?", he whispered again. I nodded again.

The Ustadz we invited has arrived. The event was so solemn. The series of events according to Javanese custom also took place in a row. Until the thing that I think is the most exciting is when Febri mas replace my clothes repeatedly.

Does anyone know what that means??? Hehe.

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Bada Isya, me and my family gathered inside the house. Despite following a hereditary tradition, for me there is nothing wrong with following it. When the azan magrib, doors and windows must be closed. Especially if someone is pregnant.

If anyone says it's a myth, it's not wrong either. But we, in addition to following tradition also think logically.

Ancient people, indeed do not explain the reason why. But people today are realistic. Yes ngga?

At night the air has begun to cool, at any time later if it hits the outside air that there are pregnant women in the wind. And pregnant women can not take drugs carelessly rich 'normal' people in general. Could it be like that....????

One by one my family came home, only my father and mother-in-law remained in this house. I'm actually more comfortable with Lek Dar, but I don't feel good about my in-laws.

So, my two lek stayed at Oma Marini's house with Anton's mother and father of course.

I sat on the sofa next to Febri. He still rubbed my stomach which looked very distended.

"You have a plan to give birth where nduk?", asked Mr. Bambang.

"God be here sir!", I said. Yes, I have a husband on standby. Febri smiled as she rubbed my stomach.

Madam Sri brought me milk, two cups of coffee for Febri and gaffer, while for her own mother she made warm tea.

"Drink milk first. It's malem! Rest. Must be very tired right, it turns out the show is so much?" said mother.

"Yes, ma'am. His feet are sore!", I said.

"Yes, he's drinking milk, baby, it's resting in the room."

I also nodded. After I finished the glass of milk, I also drove Mas Febri into my room.

After Febri, I changed clothes. Maybe because the baby is born or what, the hawa is always hot. I always sleep with a wide negligee. The AC was turned on quite cold. Only then can I rest.

It turned out that Mas Febri was not long outside, he went back into the room while carrying his coffee.

"Lho, why did you enter? Don't you ever talk to me first?"

"They also want to take a break!", he replied. She took a stool on my dresser. Then sit next to my feet and massage them.

"You're tired too! It's nothing!", I refused. How no? He was tired all day, too.

"Capek you are also nduk! Take our kids everywhere!"

I smiled faintly rubbing his jaw. I looked at his handsome face.

"Why?", he asked without giving up the massage on my feet.

"Suami handsome. Fine again. Don't change mas, walopun later abis I gave birth I will widen everywhere?", ah .. has been spewing right Iuuh...

But Febri chuckled.

"You want to be rich, but still love you. Heum?", he capped both his hands on my cheeks. My eyes are starting to condense.

"Thank you, mas. I'm lucky to be with you!"

"Sstttt.I'm the lucky darling. We can finally have you, and our children will also be lucky to have parents like us."

I also nodded. After that, we hugged each other.