Honey Choice in-law

CHAPTER 7

I was busy putting myself in front of the mirror. Tonight Mas Saga's schedule is sleeping in my room. I don't want to lose out to Nadia.

Just as I finished combing my hair, Mas Saga came over. “Include, Mas!”

The next second my man popped out from behind the door. Walking slashed the distance and clenched this body. Close-fitting. It's like we haven't been together for years. We were both struck by a burning longing.

“I'm sorry, if lately impressed cute to you,” he said while tightening his arms.

“Nnothing Mas. I know how to.”

My man let go of his embrace and then kissed this forehead gently. Then my two eyes, cheeks, last of these lips.

My arms were pulled gently, my man gestured with his facial movements for me to climb onto the bed. We lay down, and I leaned my head against the chest of his field. She stroked my unraveled hair.

We then leaned on the bed rest. Then tell me about what we did this afternoon. After there was nothing more to tell, we kept quiet.

“Honey,” whispered my man while pulling this chin to face him. Again, he ******* these lips are friendly. I'm stuck enjoying that.

When we were ready to start the husband and wife ritual. Suddenly the door of the room was brutally knocked. Nadia's voice called out to Mas Saga with a huff.

Saga was disappointed. Then tidied up his appearance and opened the door after getting my approval. I follow behind him. To make sure to see what condition Nadia is.

“What's up?” ketus Mas Saga's. Nadia was directly swaying in my arms.

“No idea, suddenly I want to see you, Mas,” replied Nadia with a spoiled whining tone.

“Maybe it's baby-created. Women who are pregnant like that. She wants to be deket and noticed by her husband,” said Mama who just blending in. Probably because of the noise that's going on here.

“What is it, Ma?”

“Iya, Nad. It could be so.” Mama rubbed Nadia's shoulders gently.

“Pantesan earlier want to cry right after Mas Saga,” continued Nadia.

“You're wondering why, Ra! Let Saga sleep in Nadia's room for a while. You have never been pregnant so don't know!” ketus Mom.

This heart feels like it's pierced by a dagger. Be ill. But, what Mama said was true. Until now I have never felt the name pregnant. But I shouldn't be treated like this. As despicable and ostracized. Always ridiculed. I am, indeed, just an ordinary human being who can feel tired and fed up.

“Ngot able to dong, Ma. Here's the schedule I slept with Safira.” Saga looks objected. However, as always, Mama always demanded her will be obeyed. He wanted to be understood, but he himself was a fool with other people's feelings.

“Udah Mas. You just go back to Nadia's room,” concluded me. Then I closed the door, and cried behind it. I ignored the voice of Mas Saga who called while banging on the door. Then the silence after Nadia forced Mas Saga to come to her room.

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Just now me and Mas Saga finished making love. Nadia had already shouted out while banging on the door of this room.

“Ck! Why else, anyway?” ketus. We were both in a hurry to wear our own clothes.

“Mas! What are you doing inside? Out!” shouting Nadia.

“Mas! Out!” Nadia increasingly brutal banged on the door until it seemed to vibrate the entire contents of this room.

“What's up?” ketus Mas Saga suit door opened.

“For a long time open the door!” Nadia grumbled. “I want to rujak,” he continued.

“Rujak? Tomorrow, yes! It's already night. Where anyone sells rujak.”

“I want it now, Mas!” Nadia's voice tone was rising.

“Try the search effort first, Mas. Nadia again cravings,” my advice.

“You must be a standby husband. Your wife is cravings again. Follow dong, his will. Don't let Nadia be made sad. Mama doesn't want to, until something happens just as pregnancy!” Again, my mother came and interfered.

Mas Saga ruffled his hair rough. “Iya yes. I found the track.”

“Ck! It's 12 o'clock in the night. Ngapain. Later you even catch a cold again I went with the motorbike. You have just been waiting at home.”

Nadia forced me to come. Whining exactly like a child. Mama suggested that Mas Saga bring a car so that Nadia could come with her. According to Mama's advice, Mas Saga finally went with Nadia in the car. Find rujak.

I chose to watch Drakor. Instead of constantly thinking and wondering what it is like to get pregnant, cravings, then give birth.

“Honey, again watch Drakor apparently. Pantesan called nyahut.”

“Eh, Mass. I'm home.” It was so fun watching me that I didn't realize my son's arrival.

“Udah. Oh yeah, here I buy your favorite food. Cilok kuah.”

Kuraih tray contains a package of lilok complete with a bowl and spoon from the hand of Mas Saga. “Thank you, yes, Mas.”

“Iya, Darling.”

“Oh yes, how? The cowboy got?”

“Can. Again lucky fitting into the store rujak still open,” obviously my man. I nodded slowly.

“That's a peek! Later cold rush, loh.”

“Iya, Mas.”

“Or want to buy a bribe?” bargained for.

“Neventless. I'll eat myself.”

“This let me prepare!” My man poured the pegs into the bowl he had prepared. “Dah, nih, let's eat!” her word.

“Thank you, Mas!” He nodded with a mutter.

“Maaas! Get here!” nadia shouted from upstairs. Just try me who screamed so, surely Mama immediately scolded me. But, Nadia's turn was left alone. Sometimes if my honey is my honey, Mama defends him and blames me instead.

Mas Saga snorted in annoyance. “What else, anyway?” muttered.

“Udah, Go there. Than Nadia getting rattled.” As I suggested, Mas Saga rushed to meet his young wife. I was alone in my room again.

***

Nadia's stomach looks bloated. Brightly now the age of the womb has entered the seventh month.

“You better USG again, Nad. Last month, her gender was not revealed. Because the baby's position is turned back to the USG.” tool

“Yes, deh, Ma. I'll ask for anther Mas Saga.” Nadia was enthusiastic. She prayed that she would have a grandson.

After my man has free time. Nadia also asked us to go USG. Apparently the prayer of Mama was affirmed. According to USG results, the baby in Nadia's stomach is male. Mom and Dad were very excited. Pun Mas Saga though only silent, but it can not be denied the look of his face looks as fragile.

I can only quietly enjoy the tightness in the chest.

***

Nadia's stomach aches, maybe cramps. Because Mas Saga, Mama and Papa are not home anymore. So, I and the driver drove Nadia to the hospital to check.

I could only wait in front of the room when Nadia was examined. I'm not allowed in by the doctor. It is feared that it may interfere with the inspection process.

“Nad, how's your stomach? Still sore? What does the doctor say?” I asked when we were in the car heading home.

“Have not been sick, kok,” he replied, but his attitude became strange, turned a little moody and quiet. I don't know what really happened.

Arriving at Nadia's house looks confused.