Istikharah Love Jibril Emerson

Bonchap 1 - Ala Eliza

"Eliza?"

"Darling?" Jibril shook the shoulder of the wife who is currently still asleep even though the sun is high.

"Let's wake up, he said this morning to grilled shrimp. I bought it, "he whispered softly.

The wife just squirms lazily, she pulls the bolster and hugs him tightly. Things like this have often happened, Jibril himself sometimes felt surprised because Eliza was a little stupid when awakened. "Elizabeth, let's get up, honey. I have to go to the office after this," said Jibril a little annoyed that made Eliza immediately wake up from her sleep.

Suddenly the woman's eyes were already teary, even her lips were shaking and her nose was already bloated. "Why again?" ask Jibril.

"Are you tired of taking care of me?" Of course Jibril gawked at the accusation of the wife. "So right dong said people, the husband did not feel comfortable taking care of his wife if she was pregnant young, because his wife must be spoiled and troublesome," Eliza said again while revealing her blanket.

"It should be your husband that you should be patient dong, darling, I'm pregnant too because you're pregnant." Eliza continued to grumble while pulling Jibril to get out of bed, then tidied up her bed. This was an improvement in their marriage, although Eliza claimed she was tired when it came to cleaning her room, but she kept her bed clean every day.

Now Jibril has a housekeeper who works 24 hours, cleaning the house and cooking for them.

"My wife, that's not what I mean" said Jibril softly. He hugged Eliza who was currently tidying up her blanket. "Yes, I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep" she relented, as usual.

"I'm sleepy, weak, women if you are pregnant young innate is indeed this. If you don't believe it, ask Aira, Ummi, and Mommy" Elizabeth pouted.

"Yes, I believe," said Jibril.

Gabriel touched Eliza's hand, which was holding the blanket, and she tidied it up following Eliza's movements. In fact, occasionally Jibril kissed the wife who made Eliza immediately flushed. Since she became pregnant, she has not only been sensitive in emotions, but also in every touch.

After making sure the entire bed was neat and clean, Eliza rushed to wash her face. "Darling?" Suddenly Eliza shouted that made Jibril run straight to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" jibril asked in a panic.

"Darling, I think today I'm lazy to be holy." Jibril immediately threw a rough breath hearing what the wife said, but he was already panicking because Eliza was screaming in the bathroom.

Jibril glanced at the dirty laundry basket that actually only contained their underwear, both Jibril and Eliza did not let others wash their underwear long ago.

"Yes, let me wash later," said Jibril who was only responded to murmur by Eliza.

However, after Jibril left, the woman felt anxious herself to see their unwashed underwear from yesterday. He also brought the items to the laundry, apparently there was already an Aunt who was also washing there.

"Bi, excuse me, yeah. I want to be holy" said Eliza.

He immediately put all the clothes into the washing machine, after everything was finished, Eliza also dried it herself.

Meanwhile, Jibril was upset that Eliza had not come to the dinner table. He took his wife to the room, but she wasn't there. By the time Jibril left the room, the woman had already appeared. "Oh my God, honey, where are you from?"

"It's holy" Eliza replied casually.

"Loh, he said lazily," said Jibril.

"I'm worried if I see a pile of laundry, make a headache," said Eliza who made Jibril growl stifled, just want to breakfast Eliza's drama spinning long like this. And this is not the first time, Jibril should have gotten used to the drama of women in the household, but somehow the man still likes to be anxious.

Finally, now that they were sitting at the dinner table, there were already grilled shrimp that Eliza wanted. However, Eliza suddenly felt nauseous when she saw the shrimp. He immediately ran to the kitchen and vomited clear liquid in the sink.

"Darling?" Jibril seemed very anxious to see the wife who had always been like this the last few days, Jibril massaged Eliza's nape.

"The mother is fishy, yes, smelly," lamented Eliza grimacing which made Jibril also grimace.

For the sake of this grilled shrimp, Jibril had to disturb Arsyad at dawn, and Arsyad had to ask his chef to the restaurant as well as dawn for the sake of his brother-in-law who was craving this.

"Not fishy, honey, good. Eat a little, huh?" persuade Jibril.

"No, I want to eat something else" whined Eliza. "I want some hot soup."

"Her horse?"

"Dispose, not-don't the air is not washed clean."

"Astagfirullah, no, honey, that's the shrimp we used to eat, I ordered from the restaurant Arsyad."

"Well, this morning I want some soup."

"Yes, let Auntie masakin the soup, now I have to go to the office."

"Don't, I got a headache, I got a headache."