Love for Adita

Love For Adita 31

" Which, I think I'm wrong enough Devan's working here."

" huh? What's wrong with that?"

" I think Devan is deliberately attracting your attention."

I laughed out loud in the face of Tristan's jealousy.

" Geez, I'm not ready to discuss Devan mulu. Uh, there's something you should know. If it's Devan there's a similar feeling to me, it's his business. It's none of my business. Most importantly my heart I offer to you. I'm loyal to the man."

" Seriously?" Tanya Tristan did not believe it.

The cup!

I kissed Tristan's lips. Slow but intoxicating for both of us.

" Are you smart?" Tristan teased me when our kiss stopped.

" Who was the teacher?"

" Who?" Tristan is pretending to be stupid.

" Shan." My whisper.

Instantly Tristan pulled me into his arms and showered me with his hot ciu*an.

***

It didn't feel like our marriage had been going on for six months. I'm starting to get to know Tristan's habits. I started to know what foods he liked, what he didn't like, what he could eat and what he couldn't eat.

It's so much fun being Tristan's wife.

I'm preparing Tristan's work uniform.

" Yang, how will the task to Bandung later?"

" Why is that? It used to be the same crocodile like Dani you relaxed. Now just as Devan is doubtful."

" Devan is a great bar if you like it."

" That's the right of her dear.Most importantly I never send her any signal. Try positive thinking." I said while wearing a tie around Tristan's neck.

" Are you sure you're safe?"

" Relatedly dear..."

After breakfast we left for work. It was too early, Tristan employees had not been many who came just a few people, until we passed a room that was closed half the door.

" To be honest, I really like Adita."

Spontaneous Tristan stopped his footsteps.

Isn't that Devan's voice?

" Crazy you. it's the boss's wife. Dare you?"

" Anything will I jabanin for the wife of a good boss." They both laughed.

Tristan's hand clenched the hollow the next second Tristan's foot had already kicked the door so strongly that I was shocked.

" Dumbass..." Tristan has reached the neck of Devan's shirt. Until it is inevitable, Tristan has hit Devan's smooth face.

" Tristan.enough!" Me and Devan's partner tried to break them up.

Unable to stop, Devan and Tristan both have high egos.

Devan and Tristan's faces were both bruised. Afraid something might happen, I immediately went out to ask the security guard for help.

Me and two security guards immediately broke up.

One guard holds Tristan and the other holds Devan. Really, we're so overwhelmed. Fortunately, many employees began to arrive. So, fights can be very easily broken up.

Devan was taken away from Tristan. Once it's safe enough, the security guard takes Tristan's hand off.

" Please, fire that bajinga* immediately." Pinta Tristan.

I immediately pulled Tristan's hand, taking my husband to his room.

" Why should it be emotional, Tan?" I started compressing Tristan's wounds with the potluck that was in this room.

" How can I be silent? He wants to take you away from me, Dit."

" Don't wear a stick. I've said many times, if I don't want to, then it'll never happen." I'm sebal.

" You're too innocent, Dit. It could be in Bandung he would..."

Bug off..!

Tristan punched the table in front of him.

" Tristan! Crazy are you? Looky!" I pointed at his injured face and his handbooks.

Tristan silence. Maybe it just hurts.

" You're home now, huh? Rest at mom's house or at our house."

" I can't leave you alone here. That bastard could be back here. I can do even more."

" Okay.we go home now yeah.forget Deva.."

" Don't mention the bajinga*'s name in front of me." Jerky Tristan.

I just kept quiet no longer talking.

Tristan held my hand tightly. And our day became a spectacle of people.

***

Devan's problem is over. We can relax a little. Until one morning, I felt an incredible amount of nausea.

Tristan repeatedly massaged my nape.

" Maybe."

" A minute, I'll take warm water." Tristan went to the kitchen. He soon brought a glass of warm water.

" Drink! Hopefully it can be a little better."

I sat on the lip of the bed. My eyes began to shake. I've taken my forehead.

" His head hurts?" Tristan is paying attention. He started to squint at my head.

" Can you pull her hair?" Weak talk.

" Later to fall out, that."

"Dizziness." My complaint.

" We're going to the doctor?"

I shook weakly. I prefer to lie in bed. Covering my body with a blanket. " Please shut down the AC, Tan!"

" Seriously?" Tristan was shocked to hear my request.

" I'm nauseous, Tan." My atonement.

Not wanting to make a fuss, Tristan chose to turn off the AC. I feel pretty comfortable. Warm. That's how I feel about my body.

Tristan has opted out. He said it was hot. Stupid fuck! I don't give a shit.

Slowly my eyes felt drawn. Not as usual at this hour I feel sleepy.

***

" That's.wake up!"

My body feels in a tight shake.

I opened my eyes, there was Tristan in front of me with a perfume that made me feel like vomiting.

Huueekk... Hueekk..

I ran to the bathroom.

Tristan came in, but I forbid it.

" Don't come any closer. Bauk!" My atonement.

" What's so bad? I've had that shower?"

" Go away..." I said limp while holding my stomach.

" Why are you? What am I wrong?" Tristan looked upset to see me.

" Go!!!" Snap me.

" OK.i'm leaving. You're fine at home!" Tristan is also moving away from me.

Oh Allah.Why me?

I took a shower even though my body felt weak. Before long, it was important that my body was wet with water.

After the shower I chose to use a negligee. When I was going to wear a handbody, again I was nauseous. What's wrong with my body?

Am I pregnant?

I try to remember the date of my menstrual period. I've had two months of no monthly guest arrivals.

I was crying myself. I hope I'm actually pregnant. Because I can't wait, I finally ordered a testpack at my subscription pharmacy.

The me who was weak is now strong. May God answer my prayers..

The doorbell rang, it turns out that a courier subscription came to bring my message testpack.

After paying, I immediately did a test...

Alhamdulillah.real this testpack appears two lines.

My lips feel shaky. I never stopped calling the Asma of God.

My belly is still flat.

" Thank you, God, for trusting us.."

I remembered Tristan, in a hurry to call Tristan.

(Hello who...what's the matter?)

I pretended to cry (please go home now Tan.huuuuuu).

(Clearly speaking, dear.)

(Help me tan.) I pressed the red button.

Hahahah. Tristan must be panicking.

I'm sure he'll be home.

After waiting for about twenty minutes finally... The sound of cars entering the garage.

I peeked out from behind the horden. Tristan hurried to the house.

I'm standing behind the door.

Satuu... Two... Three...