Meletoy Husband, Mighty Wife

chap 37's

After returning from the midwife. Henri paid more attention, smiled more and served Hanin. Although still upset with Henri, but the attitude and behavior of serving that Henri aimed at him enough to make Hanin dependent.

Every time Hanin complained his back hurt. Henri swiftly massaged Hanin's waist and back. Like tonight, Henri is massaging Hanin's back while watching television together.

"Can I kiss your belly?" Henri asked for permission. Hanin just silently did not press even though in his heart he cheered yes. However, he still maintains the attitude so that Henri does not want to go as he used to and reduce the affection and attention he poured out because it had succeeded in making Hanin melt. Hanin doesn't want that.

"I want to kiss your stomach."

"Heemmmm..." Hanin was pounding lazily. Even though his mind says: 'already if you want to kiss ya kiss. At most I will only pretend to be angry if you do not ask permission. But I'm really happy.'

Henri bent his body, Hanin's heart continued to run, along with the soft touch of Henri's lips on the belly that protruded behind his negligent shirt. Hani felt that in the stomach there move.

"Eehh, he's moving." Babe Henri startledly raised his head.His smile was fluffy, his face looked happy. Henri's hand slowly touched the wife's stomach, which in there seemed to respond with movement.

Henri's smile turned into a small laugh. Amused also felt the movement under the skin of his wife's abdomen.

"Oo yeah, when's the hpl?"

"Front month."

Hanin and Henri were both silent. Only the sound of the tv was heard. Suddenly the lights off, dark enveloped in the silence of the night.

"Eeh, why? I paid the electricity bill." Hanin muttered as he was about to branjak from sitting down, but quickly arrested Henri who was still rubbing his stomach.

"You just sit here. Let me find the candle."

"The candle is on the kitchen shelf. Near the back door."

Henri moved, walking in the dark, while Hanin was still sitting quietly in his chair. After a few minutes, Henri appeared with a lit candle and several others in hand.

After laying and lighting candles in every corner of the room Henri lit one on the front tivi guest table. The sound of rain was heard outside.

"Romantic huh?" Henri spoke interspersed with a smile on his face. Henri sat down on Hanin's side. His hands stretched out again rubbing his wife's stomach.

"Don't be afraid baby, there's papa here. MMM.. Papa or dad?"

Hanin was silent, though there was a sense of sniffling in his chest.

"MMM... Is he sleeping? How's the henchman?" Said Henri again.

"It's impossible for him to keep moving." Reply Hanin removed Henri's hand from his stomach.

"What date is next?"

"Hw? Middle."

Henri bit his lips, glanced at his wife in the middle of her martyrdom that only shone a dim candle.

"Bidan Emi said, let's have a smooth birth later...." Henri floated his sentence glancing with his heart pounding. "Should... Frequently in jengukin ..."

With a pounding heart Henri waited for an answer from Hanin. Will he agree, or refuse. From that dim light, Henri was still waiting for Hanin's reaction. A face that was just flat did not show any expression.

Only the sound of rain was heard from outside.

'Could he refuse, am I too greedy for asking? Why can't I control my speech, what if he's angry? Being able to touch her stomach like this I was already very happy, just because she let me kiss her stomach and I demanded more.'

Seriate..

How did Hanin react?