My Beloved Husband

Getting Pregnant Again

Said to regret getting married also can not, Saka is the most different today, among all men, only his face is less friendly, not as usual.

"Sak Saka, help Sofi betulin here!"

Without answering, Saka immediately helped, he did what Sofi asked, the stacking racks finally stood in front of the room, just push Saka in, he also did not ask where Nakula is currently until the young pregnant woman did her duty alone.

"Thank you, dear brother. Why is his face bent, Marahan the same brother Arsy?"

"No."

"Keep, angry with Sofi?"

"No, Deck."

"Keep, why did it bend so, say the same to me!" shafiyah urged not to want his request rejected. "Let's say the same to me, dear brother!"

Nakula, out of nowhere, could not secure Shafiyah without Nakula, while everyone knew that Shafiyah had asked her two brothers, it was mandatory, according to their father's message.

Say, finally he wants to be honest too, but on one condition where his sister should not laugh at his confession.

"What, did he really do that to you?" Shafiyah was gaping, her eyes were sparkling, she was willing to laugh, but had promised to be quiet.

Saka nodded, there was no point in him lying, after all his sister was married and had probably been dazed like that, the crazy thing that Arsy did to him.

All clean unceremonious, up to Saka's armpit hair, shaved off Arsy. Saka only confessed to his sister and all he could show was armpit hair, repeatedly making Shafiyah spout laughter and break their agreement.

"Everything, clean?"

"Yes, he made me lose my identity as a lion. Did you do that to Nakula?"

Shafiyah said, "I've been diligent since before marriage, if sister Ula doesn't know, it seems like yes, I'm willing"

"Don't, better look for another cravings idea, not that!" Saka took his sister. "Find an interesting idea, for example spend the money or what, do not torture men, just walk is not good in the armpits, all pain, sore and like pierced the end of a broom hair!" Saka swung his hand slowly, uncomfortable as it felt.

Again this young pregnant mother laughed, maybe the sister-in-law dared to do that, moreover Saka did not rebuke how, she was so submissive to Arsy, she was so submissive, radio runs that will make Saka's days coloured.

With a step and Arsy's humming sounding faintly in the ears, she had just climbed up after playing with Rasyah, the boy was much more attractive than her husband.

Saka turned his gaze slowly, once he knew Arsy, he then hid behind the small body of Shafiyah, did not want the shaving action of shaving the second volume, he was in pain and felt stabbed anywhere.

"Abang, what's behind Sofi?" Arsy widened his smile, the pregnant body was small, it was easy to catch Saka there. "Abang, you're bothering Sofi yeah, hayo!"

Shafiyah chuckled, she advanced a little until Saka staggered and there was no shelter.

"Sir Arsy, she-" Shafiyah on her tiptoes whispered something, Arsy's eyes suddenly squeaking towards the husband. "I'm staying, I love you!"

"God, Brother is also dear to you sister-in-law Cayaaaang!" slink, Arsy again centers on her husband who is busy counting the ants on the wall, he holds her hand and pulls Saka back to the room. "Abaaaaaaang, it's indifferent that his wife is forbidden!"

"But-"

"Arsy love talc here, uummmm .. surely he's like a baby elephant yes, ahahahahah, really gems anyway, want to eat!"

"Heh, no!"

***

"Ciluuu ... A!"

"Unfortunately, Mommy .. laughs on, it's sleepy, right?" Aisyah shook the tiny body of her son, a boy who had a moon-faced face, but the shape of the eyes sliced anyone who endak glanced at her, the reply from Rasyah was no less sharp than the father. "Where handsome, where handsome, ahahahahh .. don't serem-serem, Mommy or later My dear!" a kiss landed for the handsome Rasyah. "Yanda's eyes, or Yanda's eyes, Nda ... His heart is kind, soft, so yes, dear ... uh, smile again, so do not want to be much the same Rasyah loh this!"

Baskara then sat down to Aisyah's side, changed to fondle and invite the child, a handsome boy puffed up that is not boring when lingering viewed, his blink turns off the opponent, and his blinking, the lashes plummeting from Baskara make the eyes sharp-sharp.

"Once nen yes, hem, the smell of milk so, like nen much?"

"Yes, Yanda .. If this is how close you want it to go, the smell of milk all will be!" aisyah answered. "Would you like to eat now?"

"A little while, Nda. Still want to play with this child, still seger, still fragrant, do not want to bobok, Yandya would ya want to be pampered with Mother, ehehehehe ...."

Aisyah pinched her husband's belly, always envious that their child gets more attention, but even so the nights that passed, Baskara was just big on the lips, she always put their child first, she always put her child first, make Rasyah always comfortable among them, get warmth from the mother who is very attentive.

"She, let me do it if you want to pray!"

"You eat first, Rasyah can wait in the box next to me, she can see Mother praying, yes baby, handsome boy!"

Baskara chuckled, he was greedy for the menu of his wife's hand, wherever Aisyah was, the boy would always come along, except in the midst of the busyness that required Aisyah to focus, he said, new Baskara takes over.

"I'm so kangen she's pregnant again, ehehehehe, but Saka just got married, so I made Rasyah's mother pregnant again, aware Bas!"

Intentions in the heart were indisputable, he even craved the pregnant wife again, funny to imagine Aisyah with her big belly carrying Rasyah and follow her work, Baskara grinning herself.

"What do you think?" Aisyah frowned, just made the little one sleep, her husband changed surprisingly.

"You think you're pregnant again, see you're pregnant, Nda!"

"Ahahahahahah,-" slink, glancing sharply at her husband. "-Yandaaaaa, his son is still a child, this can't go, you know?!" fangs out.

Baskara took a pillow, she covered it on the face, then peeked a little.

"You're funny being pregnant, Nda. Manja continues with me, heheheheheh ...."

"Yaudah, it's just spoiled Ais to Yanda, but don't get pregnant again!"

Manyun, want his wife pregnant again. Aisyah by her calculations, while Baskara with her shadow of pregnancy, it is certain that tonight there is a cold war between the two of them.

Ting, uh,

Rasyah mediated, the boy seemed to understand the conditions around him, whining and kicking small, making Aisyah inevitably break the coachman debate with her husband.

"This is a loh, Dek ... Yandamu want Mommy to get pregnant again, Adek'kan still a child!"

"It's okay, Deck. Kan, Mommy's funny if you're pregnant again-"

"Yanda!" aung, the fangs are out again.