Love at the End of Time

Chapter 71

Longing, Grinding Her Lips

“That means you're so obsessed with me just confess!” he said again while raising his eyebrows.

After that, for the sake of seeing Maisara's nervousness and expression, Harlan suddenly approached and hugged her. The woman's reaction was adorable to him.

“Let me go! You can hurt our baby!”

Harlan loosened his embrace and looked towards Maisara's belly which had already been seen starting to enlarge.

“Send him out quickly! Couldn't? He's just bothering me!” he said while rubbing his wife's distended stomach.

At that moment Harlan felt something soft and lively. Yep! It was life and the baby inside the stomach gave a unique reaction when touched.

Suddenly he thought of Wendi who once said if he wanted to rub Maisara's distended stomach. At that time he thought there was no good rubbing the distended stomach of a woman who was pregnant. However, it turned out that this was indeed fun, there was a different sensation when the warmth of the stomach was felt in his palm.

Harlan was not aware, his right hand had long enough to be on top of Maisara's stomach.

“That is impossible ... The baby takes nine months in the womb, let him be strong to face a world that is foreign to him, where can he be told to be born now? Do you know why I avoid you? Because you don't like babies, don't like kids and I'm going to give birth soon!”

The atmosphere was suddenly silent and Harlan's hand was still on top of Maisara's distended stomach.

“Lane Harlane! Quick out!” maisara exclaimed as she touched Harlan's hand on her stomach.

“CK! I just came you've kicked me out?”

“That's my right because this is my office!” she said Maisara was stifling, pushing her husband towards the closed door. However, Harlan immediately caught his wife's hand, and carried both of her wrists in one hand. Then, another hand wrapped around his waist.

“Don't fuck around here, we can't do anything right now, so please come out!” said Maisara while trying to release his hand from Harlan's grip.

“I just want to kiss you ... What's wrong?”

“Wrong if it's here!”

“Oh so it's not wrong in the room? If so, come on! We're going to the room now! I rented a hotel near here.” Harlan pulled his wife's hand and was about to step into the door.

“I don't want to, you'll hurt our baby!”

In the mind of Maisara who was just the first to experience pregnancy, of course he considers if the husband and wife relationship is not possible when a woman is pregnant.

“Everything I don't like children .. pregnant women will always say as you say! Do not do this and that because it will hurt their baby, whereas that is the reason women refuse! Hi, I won't hurt him!”

Has she ever done it with a pregnant woman before?

“If I say no yes no want!” ketus Maisara said.

“Then do I have to reveal everything, then do you want?” harlan asked, he spoke near Maisara's ear. At once the woman's hair brimmed, as if there were ghosts around her. He had not felt that sensation for a long time. Although they are married, they have only been married several times. After all they have not officially divorced, because Harlan until now has not signed the letter. So, it's possible to do that again.

“If I may ask for something, then I have one request!” maisara said with a straight look to her husband's eyeballs.

“Tell me!” harlan was still with his confidence. He was sure that Maisara would ask for something he could definitely grant, because he had everything a woman needed!

“Eum .. if God allows men to give birth, then I am the first to ask you to get pregnant!”

Hearing Maisara's words, Harlan was stunned, but he nodded while keeping his head on his wife's shoulders. He felt his love was so debilitating self-esteem, that he willing—if indeed had to get pregnant.

“Alright, I'll do it if you ask!”

Oh my God, my God, didn't I hear wrong, Harlan would get pregnant if I asked?

Suddenly Maisara felt so loved. He smiled and let Harlan indulge, hoping that the man would not hear a loud thump from his heart.

“Didn't you miss me? Come home! I want to meet you!” harlan said pleadingly, his breath felt up to Maisara's neck who happened to tie her hair behind her head like a ponytail.

The distinctive fragrance of the perfume that Harlan often uses, covers the Maisara sense of smell. The fragrance of the body that has not changed since he was in a coma, he often massaged it first.

Indeed, the girl longs, if not ashamed, perhaps Maisara will admit that, the comic character in the famous poster, was created from the results of longing for her husband whose face was always imagined in the eye.

At that time, Maisara was daydreaming while thinking about the idea of a story to make a comic, but the shadow of Harlan's face did not want to disappear from his brain. Then, the picture of Modoroki is what he produces with a pencil on his paper. He has tried to change, but the final result shows the same face.

He was almost crazy to think about it, to give up and in the end the character was present in the story. The original character he managed to create himself in the space of imagination, by imagining the face and character of Harlan who wants to win alone.

However, who would have thought that the character became a favorite and favorite path among readers, Modoroki novel is the most popular in the online application where he made comics.

When he tried his first printing press two months ago, it was what he made into a poster. Then, some images on display, promoted through social media and spread in several stores that sell posters of famous figures.

Apparently, Modoroki is very attention-grabbing, the illustrations made by Maisara managed to make the printing business run smoothly and produce more images. He who just pioneered the ideals by using the remaining money from the sale of the Hansan building, he managed to realize.

Not only that, he also printed some of his own comics, in collaboration with the owner of the application, which has displayed his novel first online. In addition to printing his own comics, he also accepted to print several books from many people.

In fact, lately there is a producer who took the initiative to make the cartoon character Modoroki, into a short story on a television series.

Maisara regained her senses from her daydream and immediately said softly, “How's Mom doing, is she healthy?”

“Hem, Hem ...,” Harlan murmured, as he straightened his body and released his grip on Maisara's hand. Then, he brought his head closer, wanting to vent his longing by clenching his wife's lips.

“Hmm ...”

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