Hugging Memories

Blissful Cry of Happiness

The day changed so quickly, that since their return from Singapore a few months ago, their household became more harmonious. The two show their love for each other.

Likewise with Nasyra, she has become Rama's best wife when she is no longer thinking about Fano-former lover. In fact, he had deleted the number as well as all contacts related to Fano or Allena-his wife Fano.

It was deliberately done Nasyra so that he focused on Rama. She promised herself not to betray her husband.

In the morning, the sunlight had already begun to bounce into Nasyra's room. Rama was still under a thick blanket wrapped around his body. The air conditioner felt cold piercing the pores, so he was reluctant to wake up. Moreover, today he was off work, it made him laze and wake up too late.

Meanwhile, after Nasyra woke up, she went straight to the bathroom and did something that had been planned since night. Moments later, he came out of the bathroom. Nasyra brought a small object that could surprise Rama, as well as their family.

Nasyra walked slowly up the bed, with slightly heavy steps, she continued to look at the small object. His heart was not lost, he did not expect what he saw in his hand.

Nasyra's eyes turned red. The tears seemed unbearable. However, this time he had to tell Rama, he would be the first to know about it.

Slowly, his hand touched the arm of Rama who was asleep with a sloping position to turn his back to Nasyra.

"Sir ..," called Nasyra in a soft tone. His voice was almost inaudible to Rama's ears.

"Sister Rama." Nasyra once called out a little loudly, so that her husband would wake up. Sometimes he rubbed his cheeks that had been wet because of the warm circles that flowed since earlier.

"What, Honey?" Rama woke up and opened his eyes again, when he saw Nasyra sobbing. So surprised Rama, he immediately sat down and rubbed Nasyra's face cupped his hands to his wife's cheek.

"Hey, why are you crying, honey, hem?" rama asked, a tinge of worry was drawn on the man's face. The proof of Rama's love and sincerity is beyond doubt. Nasyra was the only woman capable of filling the space in her heart.

"Nr ...." Nasyra's lips trembled as if unable to utter a sentence that made her Haru. Then he took Rama's hand and put it on his stomach. Nasyra also clasped Rama's hand. Lips vibrate.

Rama's hand shook as he grabbed the testpec from Nasyra's hand. His eyes looked at the line two. In disbelief enveloped them. The eyes of the two looked at each other meaningfully, no words even sentences were able to come out of the mouth of both.

Rama, a man and the role of Nasyra's husband, he did not expect that this moment would be felt as well. As well as Nasyra, she still does not believe she can get pregnant after years of waiting for the presence of a fetus to be blown into her stomach.

"Darling, this .. is this true?" rama asked with a sad look, his eyes glazed over seeing such an incredible miracle. The dream that had been awaited all along was finally fulfilled as well.

Nasyra just nodded, her cries getting broken as she stared fixedly at her husband's eyes. Rama hugged Nasyra. Both of them dissolved into a cry of happiness that was so stifling to the chest. It felt, the burden that had been carrying it had been released without a trace.

"Sister, am I really pregnant? Is this a dream?" nasyra asked as she was in Rama's arms. His tears flowed more and more to wet Rama's clothes.

"It's real, honey. You're not dreaming." Rama broke his embrace, then gently wiped Nasyra's tears with a smile.

"Why crying?" We should be happy, honey. Don't cry, yeah." Rama kissed Nasyra's forehead and hugged her again. Rama's teary eyes were immediately wiped so that Nasyra did not know if he also held back his tears.

"Later, we go to the hospital for the womb, yes," asked Rama. He then grabbed a glass of water on the nightstand, and thrust it into Nasyra so that he drank it. The man did not stop to calm Nasyra who continued to sob, because it was too haru with her pregnancy.

In vain Rama and Nasyra had been undergoing a pregnancy program in Singapore, the doctor who handled them was so patient and painstaking. When the time they have to check up regularly, the two always go back and forth to Singapore. The effort they fought for actually produced satisfactory results.

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