
"Can I hug your stomach, Ice?" jerolin asked softly fearing Aisyah was offended at her request.
Aisyah who was enjoying ice cream immediately turned to look at Jerolin. The two had just checked the contents and walked around the city park. According to the doctor, Aisyah must consume a lot of healthy food so that the baby's weight increases.
Aisyah nodded with a smile. "Can. But really hug, huh? Don't mode," her light to Jerolin made the man chuckle.
"I'm serious, Jero!" said Aisyah pouting.
"Yes." Yeah." Jerolin gathered in front of Aisyah and slowly brought her face closer to Aisyah's protruding belly. In the soft elus of the stomach and the two stared at each other as the fetus in the distended stomach was moving actively.
"Look, Mom. She must have been disturbed by her sleep because I woke her up," cried Jerolin using English so that the people who were in that place turned their heads towards her.
Aisyah laughed at Jerolin's excitement while grimacing to feel the movement of her prospective child was already very strong. Ever since she became pregnant, Aisyah understood what it was like to be a mother. It is fitting that the late mother Adzilla always hopes and prays that her two daughters are always accompanied by her husband while pregnant. It turns out like this, he often has trouble getting up because of congenital pregnancy which often hurts in the waist and buttocks.
"Hi, boy. Don't be naughty, pity Mommy. Don't kick it hard, yeah. Mommy must be in pain if you do," whispered Jerolin beside Aisyah's distended stomach when she heard the ringing from her lover.
Jerolin himself every meet with Aisyah always ask permission to be able to tell a story in front of the distended stomach. His determination was already unanimous, after Aisyah gave birth, she would completely quit that black world.
"I'm okay, really. I really enjoyed the process. Don't worry," Aisyah smiled and let Jerolin tell her a story, hug, and kiss her belly.
For Aisyah, this will happen for her to decide to accept Jerolin. He knew this man grew up in a free country. But, all this time Jerolin has never asked permission to kiss her other than her distended stomach.
"What do you want, Ice?" jerolin asked, sitting next to Aisyah.
"Sleeping on his stomach" replied Aisyah lightly. Because it is true, during pregnancy he really wants to sleep on his stomach.
Aisyah nodded quickly.
"Let's go, go home. It started at night" said Jerolin, and Aisyah agreed.
Jerolin faithfully grasped Aisyah's hand and helped the pregnant woman stand up. If those who see will surely be judged as a mismatched couple and a husband who loves his wife very much.
"Racid?" jerolin asked worried about Aisyah for walking slowly and sweating.
"My butt hurts," Aisyah's great-grandson made Jerolin panic.
Jerolin directly carried Aisyah ala bridal style to her car.
Seeing the boss looking worried, Nick who was in the ice cream grips his men immediately followed. True, Jerolin always ordered his men to be sales disguisers whatever Aisyah wanted.
"We'll just go home" whispered Aisyah withstanding the pain in her buttocks. Squeezing Jerolin's arms strong for the sake of channeling the pain.
Jerolin looked down at Aisyah carefully. "But you're in pain, Ice."
Aisyah smiled in response to him.
"I'm doing fine. Don't you worry."