Late Wedding?

Arisha Pregnant?

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Today has been exactly a month, I bear the status of Reynand's husband. Not too much has changed over the years, Reynand still remains the usual Reynand, who is ignorant, likes to tease me, and nyebelin. He also did not show any strange habits that he did not show when he was not married, all hamipir the same as before we were married, only the difference was that he was more aggressive teasing me when it came to bed matters, that's all, besides, that, it's same. Difficult arranged.

Today the plan, we will attend the aqiqah event of the son of cousin Reynand. Arisha yesterday had warned me to stop by Mother's house first, but instead of getting ready soon, Reynand was busy with her laptop.

"Mas, so to his son Resti's aqiqahan show is not it?"

I clucked violently, while dabbing my waist and looked at Reynand getting bored. Lately, he has quite often brought his work to our apartment, which automatically reduces our time together. You know, I like to be anxious if I see him seriously looking at his laptop and not poking me, making me think to slam his laptop because I'm upset. Maybe, if you don't remember the cost of servicing the laptop or maybe I can't get a monthly ration from it, maybe I've really done it because I'm upset.

"Bag!!" pissed scream.

"Yes, yeah, bentar dong, baby. It's a gig, you're mending a shower first."

As he said that Reynand looked at me at all. Boro-boro looked at me, just glanced at me.

"Mas," called me once more, but this time my tone of voice was more calm, pointing flat.

"Hmm," Reynand responded soberly, still unwilling to just glance at me.

"Look at me!"

Between willing and unwilling, Reynand finally glanced at me, then he grimaced while scratching his nape.

"Eh, how are you ready anyway, who? Don't say it anyway."

"No telling me how, you're the one who's dating the laptop. I'm not a problem you bring work home, not papa, even though you end up being my nyuekin. I don't care, Mom, anyway, I know you don't work for yourself, but for me and our future. But, today we have an event, Mas, if your work can not be left, yes already, I came alone papa. You are at home, rather than this. I'm the one who's emotional, Mom."

"Yes, yes, I'm coming, which. Promise, stretch doang. Okay?"

"Yes" I replied briefly.

Reynand immediately smiled brightly and returned focus to her laptop screen again.

"Banging your version this time, how many hours?"

Hearing my question that was clearly insinuating him, made Reynand nod and turn towards me.

"Obviously there's not an hour, baby," she blinked flirtatiously, kissing my temple for a second.

I don't know anyway, Reynand was joking or just teasing me, which is clear, the answer just now still makes my lips get a few inches thick.

"His lips are normal, baby," Reynand said suddenly, but he was not looking at me or just glancing at me.

How does he know my lips are a few inches forward?

Not until these lips spoke, to voice my question, my phone screen suddenly flickered. Makes me finally prefer to pick up the call.

"Yes, hello. Assalamualaikum, what's the matter Ris?"

"Where did Qilla's brother Rey arrive?"

"Still waiting for your Mas, Ris, how? Are you going to leave?"

"Wait for Rey? Why else would he be, Mother?"

"work. I don't know, I didn't know that from now on. Though I was ready you know, long time ago my powder blur," I said even confided.

I then glanced towards Reynand, who was now just giggling amusedly hearing my grunts.

"How come, Ma'am, Mas Rey, what would you like to follow? Did I have Farhan pick up Ms. Qilla, and then I'll go there?"

"Behold, Ris, I asked the man first."

I slightly pushed my phone away from my ears, then turned to look towards Reynand.

"Why?"

"You want to follow what you don't, if not, I go alone. How's it? Rather than not feeling good, I."

"Let's get Farhan, Ma'am."

Arisha's voice suddenly came back, maybe she heard my conversation with Reynand.

"Yes, Ris, beware, this is the guy who hasn't answered."

"Okay, tell me to answer cepet dong, Ma'am. So, my husband is really cute."

"Where?" I asked Reynand.

Reynand clucked, then turned off his laptop and put it on the desk.

"Yes, yes, I'm ready first."

I put my thumb up and put my phone back in my ear. "This is your Mas again ready, if you have to leave, left alone papa, Ris, we will follow."

"No papa, Ma'am, we wait, only Mas Reynya tell me to spit, yes, Ma'am. That's the guy if you don't tell him to spit, anything long."

I smiled wryly, then nodded, despite the fact that Arisha could not see me.

"Yes, I'll be there."

"Yes, that's it, ma'am. I'm matiin, yes, assalamualaikum!"

"Yes, Wa'allaikumussalam."

After the phone connection went off, I put my phone on the table. My gaze then focused on Reynand who was now standing in front of the closet while dabbling waist, and had not worn a top shirt, only her long jeans and white singlet. Makes me finally get back together. Astagfirullah, husband!

"Non't you wear clothes yet?" tanyaku.

"Where's my checkered shirt?" reynand asked while scratching her head.

"Which plaid shirt?"

"That one, black. But the boxes are small."

I'm clucking gaunt. "Wear the existing why, Mas, this is the Risha has told us to spit-cheap loh. You even want clothes."

"But I want to wear that one, that one."

"Loh, you know, the time to wear clothes that do not exist. Just wear it."

Even with lips chattering, resisting grunts. Reynand finally complied.

"I want to wear this one" Reynand said, pointing at his striped shirt.

I looked straight at him flat. "Continue?"

"Yes, take dong, baby!"

"Astagfireullah! You're spoiled anyway, Mas, no time should I," I grumbled, but still took his striped shirt and handed it to him.

Reynand scowled while glancing ignorantly, his hands busy removing the buttons of his shirt, before finally saying, "And I am good, let my wife increase her reward. Put this shirt was in the middle pile, if later I pull it carelessly, continue to fall apart, who is difficult? You too, yang."

I grieved faintly, then helped him button up his shirt to finish quickly. However, it seems that I was wrong, because the truth is not so. Not fast, but even longer because of Reynand's flirtatious behavior. Marrying him, really made me have to pick up a lot of patience. If obedient to the husband including the reward field, maybe I have been. okay, I will not continue. Fear of sin, then I was tormented like the ones on the tv-tv.

"Thank you, baby," blinked Reynand flirtatious.

I just stared at him flat and took my bag. "You're the one with the card" I said as I walked away from Reynand.

"Ready, boob!"

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I chuckled amusedly while shaking my head, looking at the behavior of the two who almost never got along. Then then I chose to go inside the house, greet Father and Mother and the others. Let Reynand diomeli Arisha until satisfied. Ck. Wrong yourself long ago.

"Healthy, La?" greet Sister Silfi when she realizes my existence. He immediately stood up and approached me and invited me to a trip.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy, Mother. Where's my niece going?" when I realized there was no Axelle or Aurine, I then immediately approached Mas Arif and Farhan and shook their hands in turn.

"They've gone first with Daddy and Mommy," replied Sister Silfi, "just go right away, yuk? Where's your husband going?"

"Ahead, Ma'am, diomelin Risha," I replied while grinning.

Silfi's mother chuckled. "That's two people even though they already have their own charmer, still that way," he decided while shaking his head, "You bring your own car what is it?" Sister Silfi looked at Farhan and her husband Mas Arif who are currently busy with their respective gedgets.

"With no papa anyway, rather than stuck," replied Mas Arif without taking his eyes off the phone screen.

"I use my own car, Ma'am, want the condition to run out of this. Well, because of this, my wife says your husband, Ma'am," Farhan said while looking at me and Ms. Silfi alternately.

Only then did he put his phone in his pants pocket. Pantesan, I just saw Arisha wearing kebaya and also official batik.

"Here, your wife's mother was angry at times, Han. Pake everything you believe. Come on, go now!"

I nodded in agreement, then we all walked out of the house. Outside Reynand and Arisha were still busy fighting. It made me look straight at Farhan.

"Han, that's your wife, you sirep first," I said half-jokingly, making Farhan and the others laugh.

"Duh, it's very sleek, Ma'am, the language," Farhan said.

However, he kept moving forward and hugged his wife all of a sudden. "Who, yuk, nagging are you not tired? We have to go now, you know. He said he wanted the condition, if you ranting all the time that there are your lips will be dry. Come on, let's get in the car, we're leaving now."

Despite being accompanied by upset, Arisha still obeyed and walked into the car led by Farhan.

Next to me, Silfi suddenly chuckled and chanted, "Maklumin, yes, you like sensi."

What's?!

A pregnant bitch?

You mean pregnant?

This means Arisha's pregnant?

"Yes, it's only been ten weeks" said Sister Silfi as she realized my shocked expression. He then touched my shoulder and said, "pick up, huh?" he blinked and got into his car. Just as she was about to touch the car door, Silfi suddenly turned around and faced me. "You want to bring your own car or do we just follow?"

I turned to Reynand, letting him make the decision.

"Bring your own car" Reynand replied, shaking his head.

"Just go, Rey, bring Daddy's car home. Let's not ponder the way why," proposed Mas Arif, who again answered with a headband.

"No, Mom, it's complicated."

"Yes, whatever. We go first" said Mas Arif and then got into his car.

"What, are we going with you?" chirp Reynand suddenly.

I cringed and looked at him flat. "meaning?" ask me not to understand.

"That's Mas Arif's car with Farhan all the way, is it, us? Still here, don't want to follow?"

I giggled amusedly when I realized my stupidity. Just because of knowing the fact that Arisha was pregnant, I immediately became unfocused like this.

"Sorry, sorry, I think I'm a bit out of focus. Come on, get in the car and continue after the others," I said and then pushed his body to get into the car immediately.

Reynand clucked while shaking his head. "Think what the hell up to that? Need aqua does it need affection, right?"

I hit him on the shoulder. "It's money transfer."

Made Reynand immediately snort and sneer at me. "Basic matre!"

I just laughed when I responded and we got in the car.

"But seriously, I'm curious. What the hell are you thinking?" reynand asked while putting up her seatbelt, and turned to me.

"That's... Risha is pregnant said Mas. You know that?"

With his casual face, Reynand shook his head. "Yet. Uh, that's it, from you just now. How many months did he say?"

I sighed and leaned my back on the passenger bench. "ten-th"

"Huh?" exclaim Reynand splashy.

I cringed in wonder at once in surprise. "Why scream anyway?"

"That's what you said Risha was ten months pregnant? You don't bother dong, pregnant it's only up to nine months, that's."

Lah?

"Who said that? I want to say that Risha is ten weeks pregnant, not ten months. You are the one who is scrapping!" grunting me while crossing both of my hands in front of my chest, then glancing at Reynand fiercely.

And as usual, Reynand was just a typical grin of hers. Makes me unable to bear to finally rotate both balls of my eyes.

"You are, you know, a habit of knowing," I grumbled.

"Hehe, sorry, honey. I think I need extra love."

"That's why you don't do good work."

"Okay, ready."

I looked at him flatly and shook my head in disbelief, upon hearing his roar just now. It made me spontaneously say Istigfar in my heart.

Astagfirullah!

I don't know what got into me first, so want to be edited by him.

"You're sad, huh?" chirp Reynand suddenly.

This time I turned back to him with a look of amazement. And then inwardly, "Tumben is sensitive."

"Darling," call Reynand when she doesn't get any response from me.

As much as possible I forced my smile and shook my head. "No."

"Good that, it should be. We've only been married a month, baby, still a newlywed. Precisely if you're pregnant now, that there is a citizen chatter."

"Why is that? We're getting married a month, not a week?"

"Yes, people will think you're pregnant out of wedlock. Know for yourself the citizens, like to assume according to his own point of view, but do not know the truth."

I smile. Inevitably nodding in agreement, although it cannot be denied that the feeling of envy is present without being prevented. I was also worried that this cousin Reynand's aqiqahan event would lead to a chat whether I was pregnant or not. I would still be afraid if I were asked that. Although this is again a pleasantry question that must be asked for couples after marriage.

But is it just a month of marriage, the period has been asked already pregnant or not?

Yeah, they don't remember how long I've been married.

"Udah, don't think about it," Reynand said as he rubbed my shoulders slowly.

I only responded with a rather forced smile and an unconvinced nod of the head.

Tbc,