Love The Young Master Arogan And Girl Hijab

7 months

7 months later......

Dara spread her hands up while wriggling slowly. His swollen stomach made him not free to move. Dara opened her eyes slowly, the first thing she saw was her husband's hand touching her stomach.

As he was about to put away Ellard's hand, the man woke up from his sleep then looked around with a dazed expression.

"Why?" asked Ellard in a hoarse voice to make the fur of meuduk Dara stand up.

"You need a toilet" Dara replied with a stiff smile.

Ellard nodded, as Dara was about to stand up the man first woke up from his sleep then carried Dara's body suddenly.

"Ell I can walk alone. You just wake up later can fall" said Dara a little upset, this man is always doing whatever he wants himself.

"I'm even more worried if you walk alone with a stomach this big" Ellard replied and sat Dara in the closet.

"The doctor said it is better to make the movement so that the birth is smooth" replied Dara while standing holding an iron that stuck to the wall.

"It's definitely good for cesar"

"If it can be normal why you have to cesar" said Dara slowly.

"Bara. We've discussed this before, I want you to be a cesar's sister"

"But baby"

"Dara" snapped Ellard while looking at Dara's face made the woman instantly speechless.

Dara knows, discussing the flow to her husband is not a good thing. Ellard always had nightmares at night, dreams related to her pregnancy. Lying if he's not afraid, he's afraid when Ellard always tells him not to leave him. But if he couldn't help himself what about Ellard? her husband needs support and only she can give it.

"Sorry" Ellard said softly as she hugged Dara's body and hid her face there.

"Yes, it's okay"

****

"Become! do you know that red stripes tie here?!" ellard shouted from inside the walk in closet while opening the drawer where the tie was stored.

"Yet you used yesterday must have just washed. Just wear the others!" dara replied while applying the morning cream on her face.

"I want to wear that one!" strong Ellard made Dara exhale slowly.

"Where are you going?" dara asked as she watched Ellard exit the dressing room without reducing the suit to just a light blue shirt with the sleeves still rolled half-elbow.

"Laundry down. I told Adam not to wash that tie first but why he didn't listen" Ellard replied annoyedly and walked to the door.

"I asked Uncle Adam to wash the tie. You will have a lot, wear another first, baby" replied Dara while standing from her seat.

Ellard's hand hangs when she opens the doorknob. He turned around and then bent his lips down.

"Why washed?!" ellard said with a trembling tone.

Dara, who saw Ellard's eyes begin to glaze over, panicked at the man.

"That's what you've been wearing from yesterday"

"But I want to wear that baby" whined Ellard and hugged Dara's body. Dara who felt Ellard's back tremble only sighed heavily.

"Why? there are still many. Shall I take it?" dara asked as she stroked Ellard's back.

Ellard shook his head, "That's the tie you bought. I want to wear it now if there's no need to wear it" Ellard said, then let go of his embrace.

Dara who heard Ellard's reasoning was just trying to be patient. Like these days he had to go through, he was pregnant but it looks like Ellard is affected by the syndrome of pregnant women.

"Are you sure you don't want to wear a tie?" tanya Dara was taken by Ellard's head.

"Yaudah, I take the suit first" Dara walked into the walk in closet picking up the stained blue suit.

***

"I go first yes, if there is anything directly phone. Do not lift heavy, do not wear, do not forget to take vitamins. Eat what Lexa's doctor ordered and also-"

Dara covered Ellard's mouth with her palm, "Yes dear. I've memorized it" said Dara then lowered her hand.

"I came home a little night, went to bed later. Do not stay up late" said Ellard who was met with a nod of Dara's head.

Ellard kissed Dara's head buds then crouched down and kissed her.

"Don't be naughty okay?" he said while stroking Dara's stomach.

Dara grimaced, while Ellard was shocked as her hand felt a powerful kick from within.

"Hey I told you to be careful!, don't play inside, your mother is in pain" Ellard said, annoyed, and then stood looking at his wife's laughing face.

"Here, Ell's late"

"Yes-yes, another week of checking content, right? Lexa has to tell me the gender of our son"

"Yes, Lexa's doctor has an appointment"

"If he denies it again I'll re-open it"

Cup

Ellard widened her eyes as Dara's lips kissed her.

"Oh, now go. It will be late, today there is a meeting. If Dad Darren knows you're late he'll be angry" Dara said.

"I'm not afraid of him. He's angry I don't care. After all, I also inherited the company" said Ellard indifferently while shrugging his shoulders.

"Yes-yes young master, now departing huh. Meeting will not go if you have not come" said Dara while pushing Ellard's body into the car.

"Remember! don't forget to take your vitamins. And your phone has to be on, I'll call you every two hours" Ellard said before he got in his car.

"Yes"

Dara raised her hand as Ellard's car walked away from the Walton mansion. The woman turned inside the house.

****

Dara closed the door of her room walking towards the bed.

"What do you want now?" he muttered confusedly, this and that he should not do. Refuting must be found because the walls of this house alone have many pairs of eyes that see it.

Dara idly opened her phone, her clumsy fingers sliding the screen bored. When he accidentally opened the gallery he saw a photo of a handsome little boy in a ball bath game. Although the boy did not smile but he could make Dara's heart tremble when he saw her.

"Dami.." muttered Dara while looking at the photo.

Suddenly a notification entered his phone, he saw the message and opened it.

@killa_maura

Hii. can I call?

Without replying to her best friend's message, Dara immediately called Killa. Call was changed to vidio call.

"Oh...hello miss Walton!" killa's happy to be across there.

Dara smiled happily then shifted her body to lean on the mattress.

"Why call now?" dara's question made Killa pursed her lips.

"You're not an ordinary person now who can be called at will"

"I'm still the same" Dara replied did not accept, her hand was busy stroking her distended stomach with a kick from her baby from inside.

"Yes, yeah. But I'm just looking for safety. Your husband can't be joked about, can he?" killa's words made Dara laugh. Killa covered her own mouth with a surprised expression.

"Why?" ask Dara curiously.

"Is your husband there?" ask Killa.

"No, he's gone to work"

"Thank God, I called at the right time" Killa breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's my nephew doing?" asked Killa again, there was a 'crack' voice across the phone like the girl was eating chips.

"Well, he's healthy"

"He's a boy or a girl?"

"We also do not know, seven months this new doctor will say" replied Dara.

"Why not just say it, how difficult it is to tell the sex of the baby" said Killa annoyed while chewing her chips with a loud voice.

"Yes how else, Ellard always makes trouble with other people. The doctor was upset and delayed telling her gender. She said she'd say it when our son was 7 months old" Dara replied with a laugh, recalling Lexa's doctor's annoyed expression with her husband's nonsensical questions making something tickle her stomach.

"Owh, is that doctor close to your husband?" ask Killa curiously.

"Yes they were good friends" Dara replied making Killa nod her head.

***