I'm Not Taking It Again

Perfect Woman

Dirga continued to hold tightly onto Niar's hand. Along the way, Dirga continued to kiss Niar's hand. It was so good to hear about his wife's pregnancy.

"Honey, our room for a while moved downstairs first, yeah. I don't want you to get tired up and down the stairs." Niar simply replied with a smile.

At home, Dirga swiftly carrying Niar's body up to the top floor. And put Niar's body very carefully on the bed.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Dirga.

"Open up, I don't want to eat rice. Tasty." Dirga smiled as she nodded.

"Ay," call Niar.

"What Honey?" ask Dirga.

"Em .. I want ...."

Dirga is still waiting for the continuation of Niar's speech.

"I want you to nengokin our son" he said slowly.

What a great happiness for Dirga. Without him asking, his wife had already asked.

Dirga approached Niar, then cupped Niar's face. "I'm happy if you ask like this." Slowly Dirga's lips softly kissed Niar's lips. The softness turned into ferocity like their body was getting hotter.

"Yet, slow down." Dirga nodded and obeyed what his beloved wife said.

An hour passed, the sound of shahdu still accompanies this husband-wife activity. The strains of the voice were earthy, signifying immeasurable pleasure. When everything is weakened and bathed in sweat. Only then did they finish what was supposed to be done.

"Thank you, sweetie." Dirga kissed Niar's lips still with a loud breath.

Dirga crawled down. Kissing his wife's flat stomach.

"Don't make it hard, son. Papih will try to make you and your Mamah happy. Papih y'all love."

It is very happy that Niar heard the sincere words of a prospective father for his future son. And he is very grateful to be able to contain the fruits of his love with people he loves and also loves.

After their bodies are fresh. Niar started ordering the food he wanted. While Dirga chose to eat in the dining room alone. Because Dirga is not too fond of such strange foods.

Dirga had already contacted Mamah and her in-laws about Niar's pregnancy. Makes both Dirga and Niar's parents very happy to hear it. And Dirga also asked for help from his Mom to accompany Niar at home when he was meeting outside. And it looks like Kenan will be bothered by Dirga. Because Dirga chose to work at home while accompanying his wife who was having high hormones in the period of young pregnancy.

"Mbok, bring fruits to the room, yes," he asked.

Dirga returned to the room, seeing that Niar was asleep made Dirga smile with satisfaction. He caresses his wife's cheeks and Dirga kisses Niar's forehead very deeply.

The next morning, Mamah Septi was already at Dirga's house. However, the occupants of the house have not yet descended as well. Making Mamah Nina have to wait long enough.

After an hour, this couple just came down. With Niar in Dirga's arms.

"Well why, Ga?" mama Nina panicked.

"Well, is Mama coming?"

"Why wild?"

"Nothing, Dirga who does not want to Niar soy sauce. Today, there's just a handyman to renovate the lower room for Dirga and Niar to occupy."

Mamah Septi looked at Niar from top to bottom.

"Have Dirga at home" said Mamah Septi while looking at Niar's perfect body wrapped in a super-minimal nightgown.

"Who is Mah, has such a perfect wife" he praised Niar who was already leaning on Dirga's shoulders.

"What do you want to eat, Ni? Let Mamah make it." Niar shakes.

His face today looks pale. And Niar just wants to be near Dirga. How effective this pregnant woman is.

After they finished eating, they chatted in the living room with Niar who was lying on Dirga's thigh. Niar plunged his face into Dirga's stomach.

"Well, you're a pregnant woman like this, huh?" tanyanya while gently rubbing Niar's hair.

"Wouldn't eat?" Dirga nodded.

"Do not let your wife stress, it will affect the fetus in the womb," added Mamah Nina.

"Have your wife been drinking pregnant milk?" Dirga.

"Directly vomiting again. Especially last night was very bad vomiting," Dirga to the mama.

"You should be able to take care of your wife. Now he needs your attention, your affection."

"When you intend to turn your back on your wife, look at her struggles with conceiving your child. He was willing not to eat because the child in the womb refused. And then look at her when she's about to give birth. The sweat she let out, the pain she cried out would be replaced with a smile that was beautifully engraved when she saw your child born into the world."

Dirga looked at Niar's sleeping face. His pale face was very clear, his body looked thinner. Today is just the first day. What if Niar's condition is still like this for a few weeks or even the next few months? I really feel guilty about this.

"Don't worry, after the age of the womb stepped on four months Niar returned to normal."

"Will it have no effect on my baby?" A look of worry on Dirga's face.

"There will be nothing, the important thing is that you regularly check the content and give vitamins to your wife."

"Now, take your wife to the room. Poor your wife."

Carefully, Dirga carried Niar's body up to the top floor. And lay it down very carefully.

"I'm sorry, honey," she said.

Dirga prefers to accompany his wife in the room rather than having to go down with his Mom. After all, his mama would not be long because he had to attend the arisan of the wives of businessmen.

Dirga recalled the incident even the day at exactly one night.

"Jeek! Yuck!"

Dirga who heard the sound from the bathroom immediately woke up. His wife was no longer beside him. When Dirga went to the bathroom, Niar's body was already drowning on the bathroom floor.

"Dear." Dirga was really panicking. And carry Niar's body on the bed.

"Well, we're going to the hospital, yeah."

Niar just smiled and replied, "this is what almost all women in this world will feel when pregnant young. And I feel like a perfect woman for feeling this."

The clear thread just fell from Dirga's eyes. Niar's sincere words made Dirga's heart full. Dirga immediately hugged Niar's body and continued to thank him.

"Thank you for carrying my son."

"I am the one who thanks. Because you are the father of my children. My dream from the beginning of our relationship in school came true. I always ask God to keep being betrothed to you, Dirga Anggara."

"I love you Niara Andhiny" said Dirga while peeping Niar's forehead.

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