Look at Me, My Husband
S3. Bag 25
Naina was pensive in front of the dining table, her gaze blankly pointing at the dishes that had been contaminated with leftovers. Spoons and forks are out of place, not in place anymore. White cloth is messy, no longer folded neatly.
Ellena's words were still swirling in Naina's brain. The pregnant woman digested the simple sentence of a plain girl who was forced to marry an unloved man.
"Darling ...."
Naina jerks. Suddenly the hero was standing behind him.
"What are you thinking? Pregnant women should not daydream," said Wira.
"Em .. no, Mas. They're home yet?" naina asked, trying to look ordinary.
"It."
"Aren't you tired? Let the home assistant do everything. You better take a break." The woman grasped the pregnant woman's fingers and invited Naina to follow her to the room.
Since morning, Naina was busy preparing everything to welcome the arrival of Panji and Ellena. The hero did not want his wife exhausted, especially not long ago Naina had bleeding and had to bed rest a few days in the hospital.
"Where are you going, Mum?" ask Naina wonder.
"Sleep." The hero answered briefly.
"It's still noon, Mas." Naina protests.
"Have, don't protest too much. Pregnant women need to rest a lot. You've been working hard all day, I don't want your content to be in trouble. I can be scolded by the doctor again for not being so good at looking after my wife." The hero chuckles while laying Naina's body on her soft mattress.
"It's convenient?" ask Wira after tidying up his wife's head pillow.
Naina nodded. He felt awkward when Wira who had been cold for months, suddenly turned sweet. He who is getting used to doing things himself feels strange when the Hero helps him do small things.
"Rest now. I'm ahead, look at Vienna first." Wira smiled as she patted slowly on Naina's cheek.
The new hero was about to step away, suddenly Naina grabbed his hand and stopped the movement of his legs.
"What's up, Nai? You need anything?" ask Wira.
Naina shakes. "Thank you, Mum."
Stunned, the handsome face was once jolted by Naina's soft words. A few seconds later, Wira laughed and gave a kiss on his wife's forehead. "It has. Close your eyes and sleep now."
***
The days passed so quickly, without feeling the content of Naina had entered the eighth month. Everything has been going well so far. Complaints are only limited to back pain, tingling, soreness in both legs when standing too long. Naina is starting to be unable to sleep comfortably. His chest sometimes feels tight as the stomach gets bigger. He needed a Viennese hero or tiny hand to help rub his back every discomfort was crashing.
The couple's domestic relationship is arguably improving. Small ripples sometimes appear, but so far do not affect the relationship of the two. Although the shadow of divorce has not completely gone from Naina's mind, the young mother tries to blow everything away. He must think positively before the birth process of his little hero.
That morning, Naina wakes up in her daughter's room when an alarm from her phone shows her at 05:00 am. As usual, Naina still moves from room to room every day. Sometimes in the room of Wira, not infrequently he passed the night in the room of Vienna.
Out of the room, Naina must wake up the Hero immediately. This morning her husband had to leave the city to meet the invitation of his best friend, Panji. Closing her mouth that was yawning wide, Naina was shocked when she saw William who was neat. The assistant sat sweetly with a cup of coffee in front of the television.
"Morning, Mum." William smiled and greeted.
"That's so. What time are you leaving?" naina asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
"Boy asked to leave half six. But ...."
"Wow, late! A moment ... I woke up Mas Wira first." Naina rushed to her husband's room while tucking her long hair so as not to fall apart.
***
"Maas ...."
"Maas ...."
Naina is about to check into the walk in closet when Wira suddenly appears in an unusual suit. Shiny black leather pants matched with matching color tight shirts. The man was already wearing boots and leather gloves.
"Mass?" Naina wonder. "Aren't you going out of town?" ask Naina to make sure.
"Yes." Yeah." The hero grabbed the leather jacket placed on the sofa and put it on. Before long, Wira was already standing in front of the mirror to make sure her appearance was perfect.
Naina watched her husband's movements. He wondered more.
"Mas really want to get out of town? Was it on a motorcycle?" ask Naina to make sure. Looking at the Wira suit, you can be sure the man will ride one of his Harley Davidson collections.
"Yes, Nai." The hero sprayed perfume at some point, on his body.
"Good bike?" Naina made sure again. Tucked into worry given the cross-provincial journey that her husband would make.
"No, Honey. I'm leaving with William. My bike's been on top since last night." The hero turned around and looked at Netra Naina who was harboring worries.
"Thank God." Naina breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm worried, Mom." Naina smiles.
Wira lowered her gaze, looking at Naina's distended stomach. "Why didn't you sleep with me last night?" ask Wira. The man bowed and stroked Naina's stomach. It is soft and deep.
"Dad has to get out of town. Can't accompany you and Big Brother today. Good at home, yeah. Dad tipped Mother, champ." The hero whispered softly to the little hero who was still curled up in Naina's womb.
"But be careful on the road. William's waiting ahead." Naina said slowly. There is a sense of unwillingness to mix misgivings. This is the first time the Wira left the city during their second marriage.
"Don't worry, Nai. I used to travel this a lot. I'm trying to get home soon, yeah." Wira smiled as she cupped the cheek of the bully Naina. His wife gained a dozen pounds during the pregnancy of their second child.
Naina nodded. Unasked, he hugged Wira. She held her waist tight to the husband. The large stomach of pregnant women is collided with the flat stomach of the woman.
"If you're not pregnant, I'll take you with me, Nai."
"Yes, Mas. I-i know. I'm just worried."
"Yes already. I'll go first, yeah. All right at home. Make sure your phone is always on, Nai. I'll call you." The wife kissed his wife's lips at a glance.
"Yes, Mum."
"I asked Ratih and Nonik to accompany you while I was out of town. Papa's gonna take her here." Hero explained.
Naina nodded. Both of his hands were still hugging and reluctant to let go of the Hero.
"It has. I'm leaving now, yes," Pinta Wira. The man chuckled as he sensed Naina's indulgence slowly starting to return to what it used to be.
Clutching his wife tightly, Wira put a kiss streak on Naina's face. "I love you."
Naina did not answer, instead she asked back. "That girl is coming too?"
"Who?" Hero wonder.
"Star soap opera flying fish." Naina replied with her distinctive pouting face.
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