LOVE AFTER THE CONTRACT

The Eps 54

Hours change day, days change week, weeks change month.

Three months already Ataya and Ibra occupied the apartment owned by his parents.

His days now feel calmer, no more interference from Nadia, every day Ataya was helped by mbok who now live with them.

Ibra is now more often near his wife, although he has obligations in the business that Ibra lives. For now Ibra trusts all of that to Heri, her trust employee at her Cafe.

Already since the last two months Ataya never sleeps soundly again, he always complains of not being able to sleep because his stomach is getting bigger making Ataya's waist feel hot and sore.

Tonight for example, Ataya who can not sleep because it already feels heartburn in the lower abdomen.

The woman was just trying to hold it, she still thought that her current feelings were the same as the nights before her. It feels a little heartburn, then it goes back after a while.

Ataya Manik looked at her husband Ibra who was sleeping very fast, so that he did not feel the movement of Ataya on the bed that was already uncomfortable and looked a little restless.

After his heartburn disappeared, Ataya began to move from her seat, she immediately stepped foot to the outside of the room, her current goal is the room mbok Nim.

Geck...

Geck...

"Mdave!?"call Ataya her voice slightly weakened, when the heartburn was coming back.

There was no answer from inside the room, Ataya crouched down as her heartburn grew more painful.

"Shhhh, ow!"his eyes were closed, his lips were grimacing, with his hands already squeezing the powerful sleeping negligee belonging to him.

Meanwhile in the room, Ibra began to feel the empty part beside her with her eyes still closed.

Her bead examines the door of the room that is already open, quickly Ibra gets rid of her blanket violently, to immediately search for her soulmate's.

When he came out of the room in a bit of a hurry, Ibra saw his wife crouching, her head bowed, with her fingers squeezing the pregnant dater she was wearing.

"Darling, what's wrong with you!?"ibra asked frantically, then she crouched down right in front of Ataya.

There was no reply from Ataya, the woman continued squeezing the clothes she was wearing with her eyes closed.

"Mhc, ... Mbok!?"Call Ibra, her face now looks very panicked.

"Ataya's stomach hurts!"Ataya groaned, with a hand trying to reach her husband.

Seeing Ataya trying to reach him, Ibra came closer. His hands began to rub Ataya's waist slowly as Ataya always commanded Ibra.

Clamps!

Mbok Nim panicked when he opened his room door. He saw Ataya who was crouching with a face that seemed to endure pain.

"Allah is holy! neng Ataya why den?" her question was no less frantic with Ibra.

"Ataya's stomach hurts mbok!"The man said.

Ataya regained her composure, when her heartburn again disappeared, the woman immediately stood up with the help of Ibra's hand that was carrying her.

"Any! of water?"Ataya stared at the already slightly wet floor.

"You peed baby!?"ibra said, his view saw the Ataya negligee who already looked wet.

"No!" Ataya shook her head, with a confused look on her face.

"Aden let's go to the hospital!"let's get a little panicked. "Neng Ataya has broken his rich amniotic!"mbok Nim's great-grandson is back.

Hearing the words mbok Nim, the look on Ibra's face paled and again looked more panicked.

The man immediately let go of Ataya, then immediately ran.

"Slowly go!"the woman shouted to Ibra who was running very fast.

"Wait here baby, don't panic okay? brother bring the hospital bag first!"his words, but it was he who looked more panicked.

"Bok please help, me!"great-grandson Ibra.

With quick steps I walked to my room.

"Pump! change first, we go to the hospital now" said Ibra, with her hands beginning to carry Ataya back.

"Don't be in brother's bopong!"Ataya forcibly removed Ibra's hand which would sting her, then walked as usual.

Looking at Ataya who now looked like nothing had happened, Ibra's panicked face turned into a strange look.

His forehead shriveled when watching Ataya who had walked quickly back.

Ataya walks into the bathroom, to immediately change her clothes. Then get out after a few minutes of being in there.

"Mbok, Ataya is equally willing to go to the hospital, mbok keep the house?"pinta on the old woman.

"Mbok panasin soup first, eat before leaving." said mbok Nim, who was immediately answered by nodding by Ataya.

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After finishing eating and preparing, Ataya again walked towards the living room where Ibra was.

"Ang? don't change ba, ..." Suddenly the sound stopped when the heartburn was again felt.

"Ouch!"ataya's hand gripped the side of the sofa that was beside her.

"Darling! the pain is coming again!?"ibra asked worriedly.

There was no reply from Ataya, he just fell silent while grimacing with his eyes closed.

Ibra approached, then rubbed Ataya's waist back, trying to reduce the pain his wife felt.

"Den, mbok bawain bekel rice sop. Neng Ataya has to eat a lot to make her power strong!"obviously mbok Nim while putting the city contains food supplies.

"We're going to the hospital now?"ibra said, putting the plate back on the table.

"Wait, the mules are no more bang!"the voice of Ataya lirih.

Ibra nodded, then rubbed Ataya's back. After a few minutes, the end of the heartburn was gone.

"Mbok, we're leaving first. Please take care of the house do not forget always in the key!" Ibra's Message.

"Yes, be careful, hopefully all is well." said mbok then looked at Ataya.

"Yes mbok thanks, if that Ataya leave, huh? assalamu'alaikum."Ataya kisses the palm of the hand mbok.

"Wa'alaikumusalam." answered mbok, then Ataya and Ibra also hijacked away.

The two of them were now out of their residence, then walked slowly to the elevator door and immediately entered it to go down.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, Ataya and Ibra headed straight for his parked car.

"Slow baby!"ibra said to his wife.

Ataya nodded. "Honey" she said, then got in the car.

Ibra quickly closed the car door next to his wife, then ran around the car to get in.

The sound of a car engine was heard echoing, slowly Ibra's car retreated, towards the main road and sped at moderate speed.

With mixed feelings, Ibra continued to focus forward, driving her car on the streets of the capital that looked very quiet. Understandably, this is already at midnight.

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