Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Baby Boy

The sound of alarm woke the beautiful woman who was still wrapped in her white blanket, her hands were fingered sideways, the man who had made his body crumble was no longer in his place.

"Zidann." called him with narrowed eyes, his eyes still felt heavy to open. He then lifted his body, with his hands holding his stomach in a grimace of hunger. He saw that the clock had already shown half eight in the morning.

His gaze swept through the entire room room, a room that was quite spacious and large. After yesterday they went around downstairs, he didn't see the one on the top floor, he was suddenly here.

Marsha smiled amusedly as she recalled the events of last night they waded through the sea of love so passionately. Before long the sound of the room door opening, the handsome man she was looking for came carrying a tray containing breakfast for her.

"Morning, my wife." Says with a sincere smile full of love.

"You're tidy, you want to go to the office?"

"Hem, I've had almost a month off." Zidan put the tray on the bedside nightstand. Sitting next to his wife, peeping his forehead long. "You look so great," Zidan rubbed Marsha's cheek, the eyes of the two looking at each other, there was already love from that sight.

"I'm sorry for making you soy sauce," he said again, then Zidan lowered his head, removed the blanket that covered Marsha's stomach, pecked a plain stomach not covered by a thread.

"Morning Dady's son, seneng has been visited by Dady?"

Marsha rubbed Zidan's thick hair that had been exposed to the hair gel. "Not a happy baby, but the Dady." Zidan chuckled, "Zidan, we haven't been to Amam's house, we're going back?"

Zidan nodded. "Yes, we'll be there" he replied, "want to have breakfast first, what's the shower?"

"Have a bath first, my body is on a very sticky, stinky."

"I'm a fat man."

"No, you'll be naughty again."

Not heeding Marsha's words, Zidan immediately lifted Marsha's body that had begun to contain it. Marsha was surprised.

Arriving in the bathroom, Zidan immediately put Marsha in the buth-up.

"Udah, you wait outside, you're neat, Zidan."

"You can change again, your shirt of choice." Zidan began to water his wife's body, with very painstaking Zidan soaking Marsha's body.

"Back, I should have served you."

"What harm? I do it all because I love you and love you. The duty of the wife is not only to serve the husband, but the husband must also serve the wife."

Marsha kissed Zidan's lips, and spouted the foam belt onto Zidan's face. The two laughed with Zidan getting wet, like they had washed a baby.

"Aren't you late?" marsha asked as Zidan dried his hair.

"My own company, who would dare to be angry?" Zidan looked at his wife through the reflection of a mirror. "Honey, I want to open a new branch for my hotel in Bandung and Surabaya area, starting next month maybe I will be busy."

"Hem, need some help?"

Zidan. "It's the husband's job, remember my message, it's your job to spend the husband's money." After his wife was tidy, and he had already changed the clothes of his wife's choice, Zidan took breakfast for Marsha.

"No, Zidan. We had breakfast under Grandpa. Why do we stay together for breakfast alone." Never argue, Zidan according to whatever Marsha says.

* * *

The two happy married couples went down the stairs together, with Marsha continuing to wrangle her husband's hand, one of them carrying Zidan's briefcase.

Valent, who was sitting at the dinner table, saw that it was moving, this sight he wanted to see. As hard as he thought of Nasyat, Nasyat who raised Zidan, but he who enjoyed this scene alone, in his heart he hoped that one day Naima would come together.

"Good morning, Cake." Say hello to Marsha on Valent.

"Good morning, baby. Grandpa thought you'd have breakfast in the room."

"Grandfather wants to have breakfast by himself? It wouldn't be good to have breakfast alone, would it, cake?"

Valent smiled. "Grandfather is common."

"And now Grandpa will be used to seeing Grandpa's most beautiful granddaughter-in-law at the dinner table with Grandpa, morning, noon, night. Get ready Grandpa's gonna have diabetes." As usual, Zidan had already prepared what Marsha would eat.

"Thank you, dear" he said as Zidan placed a plate and a glass of water in front of him.

"Together, eat a lot. To keep baby healthy." Zidan kissed Marsha's forehead.

"Have you checked on your son, Zidan?" ask Valent.

Marsha and Zidan looked at each other. "Not Cake. We'll check back from the office." Marsha replied, "since meeting a lot of things Zidan has faced, so we haven't had a chance."

"I want a man" Marsha answered quickly.

"Anything, baby, is important healthy" said Zidan.

"I don't want to be a hypocrite, Zidan. But I want a boy who becomes our first child. Let him take care of me and his sisters later."

"Yes-yes, I wish we were girls." Marsha throttled over Zidan's answer.

"No, you just want a girl, it's hard for sure we have a desire, even if born later women or men we still receive it."

* * *

Marsha delivered Zidan to the door, her hands waving as Zidan rang his horn, Zidan chose to bring his own vehicle, after Zidan's car was no longer visible, Marsha stepped inside the house, invited Valent to chat, and he was not seen, ask anything about Valent.

Having a daughter-in-law who is quite chatty, impressed ketus, and what it is in his speech, Valent felt his life back in color, the presence of Marsha makes him feel a happy life really, really, moreover, Marsha is a woman who is supple and easy to blend, plus Marsha who has entered the business world, making their chat quite connected.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Zidan had returned to pick up Marsha, they had made a pact with Roses and Beautiful in the hospital to accompany Marsha to check her pregnancy.

Tense faces, Rose, Beautiful, Marsha and Zidan who saw a five-dimensional screen that already showed the faces of children Marsha and Zidan.

Beautiful and Rose held each other, Zidan himself unceasingly clasped his wife's hand with tears constantly flooding his cheeks. He looked at his son's face, especially when the doctor heard his son's heartbeat, making Zidan more and more happy.

"This is the age of the womb has entered the age of 20 weeks yes. It's just right, his heart rate's good, too."

"Dok, his fingers are complete right?" cut Marsha doctor's explanation.

The doctor smiled. "Allah is complete, all is complete."

"What kind of darkness, Doc?" tanya Indah impatiently since then wanted to know.

"A moment, we see clearly, let there be no confusion" the doctor shifted his wand over Marsha's belly. "His baby's covered this loh, ashamed of him." enthused the doctor. "Well, there's two bags down there, there's a monas as well" the doctor said.

"That means my son, Doc?" Marsha made sure that even though the examination they did was five-dimensional, and she had seen clearly the dark tools of her son who was appointed by the doctor, she still had to get a definite answer from the doctor.

"Yes." Yeah." The doctor nodded.

Smiles continued to be imprinted on Zidan's face, a happy look very clearly visible. Although his desire to have a daughter has not been granted, he remains happy, let alone this is their first child. Actually Zidan is not a problem, instead he was happy to see Marsha who looks so happy because his wish is granted, let alone Marsha who continues to lean spoiled on his shoulder.

Now they are on their way to meet Rasya and Abdi who have been waiting for them at the restaurant. Scraping his car in an empty slot, Zidan turns off his car engine on the parking lot, the car carrying Beautiful and Rose has not arrived.

In front of the entrance, Rasya and Abdi were waiting for their arrival. Zidan got off first, opened the door for Marsha, then helped his wife get out of the car.

"Flame." Marsha embraced and embraced Rasya, then moved on to Abdi.

"Amam's car hasn't arrived yet baby?" rasha asked the princess.

"So separated at the red light, Pap."

As Zidan was about to greet her in-laws hand, Rasya pulled her hand and hugged Marsha's shoulder to enter.

"He is like that, later also good by himself. Most importantly now, you and Marsha are united right?" Abdi who saw that calmed Zidan.

"Yes, I know dad." They were still standing in front of the entrance, waiting for the arrival of the Beautiful and the Roses. Before long the car carrying the Beautiful and and Roses arrived.

Throughout the dinner they held, Rasya continued to ignore Zidan, whatever Zidan said, not responded at all by Rasya.

Especially when discussing their baby, Rasya seemed indifferent to join. Until the moment they were going home, Rasya showed a sour face to Rasya.

"So you guys live in Valent's grandpa's house?" ask Abdi.

"Yes, Dad. Grandpa gave us the house's wedding gift, but it was Marsha who asked Grandpa to stay together." Answer Zidan.

"As a responsible husband, it should not receive inheritance. Although small but the results themselves will be more delicious." timpal Rasya not tasty.

"Pap, it's a fortune, a period of rejection" said Marsha "should also accept the legacy of Valent's grandfather's company, but Zidan refused, because he wanted to develop his own business. Lagian Apap also inherited the apo company. Still great Zidan has his own pioneering company." uajr Marsha moved his lips, Zidan clasped his hands so that Marsha would not be angry at Rasya.

"Eh, Apap also had his own business first. Apap be kind, so donate cafe What on the need."

"The interpretation is one, yes, people who no longer like, want him to be right though, and almost perfect. To be right though, if you don't like it, it's still wrong in his eyes" Abdi said, "let's just Zidan, which is important now you are happy."

"Or, Apap." said Marsha sulked, he was upset Rasya continued to corner Zidan.