Love Sheila

Thesis Vs Morning Sickness

After the submission of the title of the thesis Sheila and her other friends approved by the lecturer, Sheila is now in the stage of making her thesis.

From the beginning Steven had said that he would hire professional services to help Sheila in making the thesis but Sheila rejected it outright. Sheila wanted everything to be purely from Sheila's own hard work and thought. Sheila wanted to be a real student.

Not wrong indeed. But Steven also did not want his wife to stress that would affect the fetus in the womb Sheila, their future baby who is struggling to grow in there. Not to mention with nausea vomiting is also dizziness that is often experienced by Sheila. Steven could not bear to see Sheila still had to fight hard to make a thesis.

And finally, after a long debate that ended with spoiled persuasion, Sheila came out as the winner. Steven allows Sheila to make her own thesis with many promises and rules that Sheila must obey, in order to maintain the health condition of the fetus in Sheila's womb.

But Steven's not his name if he just gives up losing. Now almost every day Steven always comes home early. Steven himself who immediately intervened helped Sheila in the creation of his thesis.

"Drink milk first baby," said Steven while adding a special glass of milk pregnant women made for Sheila.

Sheila looked up from her laptop, smiled gently and received the glass from Steven.

"Thank You."

After saying Bismillah Sheila immediately drank the milk until it ran out then put the glass on the table.

"When you make milk plus what the hell?" sheila asked Steven, who was sitting next to her.

"Why indeed, dear? Not good, huh?"

"No, if I don't feel good when I finish this fast. It is precisely the milk that Mas make tuh taste good, very different the same that I make. Every morning after drinking the milk I made myself I would immediately vomit again, but if the night drinking milk that Mas made no pa-pa tuh. Even the nausea is not. How can that be Mas, even though the milk we make is the same," explained Sheila at length.

Steven chuckled lightly then pulled Sheila into his arms and kissed the top of his head.

"Say if you want to make milk the same Mas every morning and malem," said Steven with a small chuckle.

"Iiisshhh, not Mas. But I'm really curious about this. How could that be?"

"Maybe the baby's grandpa likes that his father made his milk so it is not vomited again. Kan Mas make it with love so dedek must also like it."

"Ih narcissistic. I'll do it with love and affection too."

"Means baby's grandpa loves more than Mas."

"Honey alone, can't do that dong, my pregnant person also, unfortunately must be the same anyway," Sheila said she did not accept.

Steven laughed at her response.

"Yes, if so let Mas aja make you milk every morning and malem, yes. Let's not vomit again with the baby," said Steven relented.

Sheila then hugged Steven even tighter.

"Thank you my dear husband."

"Beloved together. Dilujutin. Change yes let Mas who tick, you rest for a while," said Steven after parse their embrace.

"When you go home every day, what kind of office work?"

"There were Santi, Danny, Ken, and others who helped Mas. Bang Dika also often helps," Steven replied as he began typing on Sheila's laptop.

"Sorry, because I'm Mas Steven's thesis is a hassle."

"Not bother, baby. It is also the ones who want. I don't want you to get tired, especially to impact on the baby's grandpa."

"Thank you, Mom. Sheila was very affectionate with Mas Steven," Sheila said then kissed Steven's cheek at a glance.

"Yes dear, Mas also love you, same baby grandpa too," replied Steven then kissed Sheila's head that was leaning on his shoulder.

...

That morning Steven woke up because Sheila took off Steven's hug on Sheila. Sheila directly got out of the bed and ran towards the bathroom and immediately vomited out her entrails in the sink.

"Sheven's out, this is disgust" Sheila said.

"No pa-pa. I don't feel disgusted, usually. Instead Mas again enjoy every moment in your pregnancy dear. It's so amazing" Steven replied enthusiastically.

Every morning Sheila woke up with a severe nausea in her stomach. It also makes Steven always worried about the state of Sheila while he was in the office.

His mind was always not calm and worried. Almost every hour Steven always contact Sheila, just asking how she was at that time. Not to mention the problem of the thesis that Sheila is currently making. Makes Steven's worries multiply.

"Aren't you really pa-pa, honey? Really cute," asked Steven after the two of them sat on the edge of the bed.

"No pa-pa kok Mas. Kan Kak Kania also said that morning sickness is like a natural thing experienced by pregnant women, especially in the first trimester," Sheila replied to calm Steven.

"Today I didn't go to the office. I can't bear to leave you in a state like gini, not to mention you still have to master your thesis."

"Don't dong Mas. I'm really not pa-pa. His vomit is also only in the morning. Above 10 o'clock it's not. There will also be Mama at the house of Mas, Bik Minah, Ms. Siti, I'm not alone."

"Yes yes already, we pray at dawn first yes now," asked Steven.

Sheila nodded. They both then perform the morning prayers.

At the dinner table for breakfast.

"Sorry Ma, Sheila rarely helps cook now" Sheila told Amelia.

"No, dear pa-pa. Mama knows that you vomit in the morning. You are also busy writing your thesis. Don't get tired, baby, inget in your stomach, don't push yourself too much" said Amelia.

"Yes Ma. Thanks Ma."

"Everything dear."

"Darling to make milk. Drink it first yes," said Steven walking from the kitchen and then handed a glass of pregnant women's milk to Sheila.

"Thank you, sir."

Sheila immediately drank the milk until it ran out. A few moments later,

"Eh, the tumbens aren't vomited anymore?" ask Amelia astonished.

"I don't know Ma. If Mas Steven makes it taste really good, Sheila also does not feel good."

"That means your child wants only milk made by his father every day, so don't vomit again" Ricko said.

"Can that be Pa?" ask Steven a little doubt.

"Father who has done it," protested Ricko hearing Steven as if he did not believe his words.

Amelia laughed at the debate between her husband and son.

"Your mom used to be so pregnant like you, Steve. Anything he wants from your Papa's hand. If not, Mama must have vomited again."

"Really Ma?" ask Sheila.

"Yes, baby, really."

"Not to mention his cravings for the macems, must be obeyed at that time also asked. You have to be extra patient, Steve" Ricko said.

"Eh, so Papa's complaining about the story because Mama's cravings first?" amelia asked with both eyes.

"No Ma, not that. Papa just nasehatin Steven again just let him not be surprised later, hehe," Ricko looking for a safe way.

Steven giggled softly seeing his Papa misbehaving like that. A Ricko who is still dashing at the age of five heads turned out to be wrong in front of his wife. Uh, will Steven be like that too huh?