My Beloved Husband

Watching you

"I go first" whispered Baskara, smiling gesturefully, successfully tricking his wife.

Now, the pregnant woman had to sleep and stretch her muscles, kisses that landed on the cheeks and lips he did not reply, this was too tired.

Either way, she couldn't say anything about her husband in this case, once every two days, truncated Baskara to two days twice.

"Bik, I stay first, if A-yesha wakes up, tell her to eat!"

"Well, sir." make Nur so bellied, there into the office already scorching this way, if not the leader, certainly can fire letter. "But, his master is rarely on the spot, likes traveling. Anyway, I'm not afraid and instead discuss the sacked master, is it automatic I do not payday, duh!" his scolding on himself.

Bik Nur made sure the door of Aisyah's room was not locked, he commented with a smile when he saw a pile of new clothes on the edge of the bed, surely behind the blanket was nonanya appearing plain, memorized already with the actions of his master.

"Non is beautiful, sleep is beautiful, so who wants to work this way, it is me, ahahahahah." hush, bik Nur rushed to the back, many tasks that he had to do.

Two hours passed, the small body of the innocent pregnant woman began to wriggle, her hands looking for another figure to hold life, so the blink was very noon and there was a shirt on the edge of the bed.

To where?

His eyes blinked to adjust the work of the retina and lens, scooping the face repeatedly while holding the blanket on both arms. Know this, she was not going to make her husband disheveled, she was made random afterwards, like this had to wake up and wear nothing, just the blanket they had both used.

[She, I work.] Yandas.

Aisyah smiled, her husband will be very busy even though he was just leaving, at what time of the night his husband will come home, he just got a message so as not to wait because it was obviously tiring and futile, he said, sometimes the man also does not go home, especially if the morning there is an important business that he should not be late at all, must be precise and ensure complete cleaning materials, inevitably stay at the office.

"Just get up, ehehehehe, what's up Sofi?" Aisyah apit her cell phone.

"Sir What love to sister Ula, hem? I want this!" the voice of his little sister-in-law protested.

"Oh, that's Bas's work, Sofi. Coincidentally again cravings made by brother Bas, I put a lot of kok to Ak, the time you are only given a little?"

"Don't do it a little, sister Ula just showed it to me, that's so bad!" if he can, he'll pull his hair, so be it. "I want to, Sister Ais!"

Duh, it is impossible to make it because it is the masterpiece of her husband, while Baskara is currently busy.

Aisyah did not promise, but she would talk to Nakula, reminding her that there was a Shafiyah part in her package.

"There's something to seduce Sofi, like this, so young kangen, eheheeh, but Ais is still young, old Yanda!" mumbling pregnant mother while waiting for her call to be answered from Nakula. "Hello, Ak. Ais bother no?"

Just shut up,

"No, that's Sofi just called, she talked about the parcel I gave you, Ak. He wants to and now brother Bas is not home, he is busy these few days, so it is impossible to make, Ak can share to Sofi no, later Ais change if brother Bas has been stretched, hem?" I'm sorry, she's not feeling well, but this is forced.

Whaaat!

Aisyah rubbed her forehead, "So, you're just Sofi's godain? Oh, my God, Ak .. I thought you forgot, confused about what you were saying, sorry." Silence listen. "Okay, thank you so much, Ak!"

Relieved, if this is the case he does not need to dwell in the kitchen, his joints are still all sick, just want to sleep.

Shafiyah folded her hands together in front of her chest, the thick jacket almost devoured her small body, who else had this rule if not her father, to the campus even she had to be like this, rolled up.

"Tell me, sister Ais said what!" tell Nakula.

Nakula did not answer, it was like that character, he just smiled and took the Shafiyah part from Aisyah's parcel, he handed it over complete with a smile, he only saw Shafiyah at a glance.

His blood rustled violently as the little scythe's eyes glanced at him, there was never a gap that Nakula could value minus, Shafiyah was more than a deficiency there was.

"Emmm, it feels so good, why is it new to you?"

"Sorry, I forgot, Shafiyah."

Kan, if called her full name, this girl frowns, Shafiyah is too soft for her who is said to be active, different from Sofi who is more likely to be active, jumping there and here, and here, makes people anxious there and here, he means in the family, outside it will be faced with his father.

"Aren't Ula going to the mall?"

"Hem, to the mall for what?" reply Nakula, he peeked at the middle spy, their gazes met and Nakula broke up first. "Ke mall for what, Shafiyah?"

"Ish, Sofi, call me So-fi!" whining while hitting the shoulder of the steering chair. "Don't be too rigid and formal, I won't punish Kak Ula for calling me that, my own father called me So-fi, come on!"

"Shafiyah, it's nicer and more beautiful."

Eh, Shafiyah leaned forward, reaching for Nakula's face that she wanted to claw, this one man was the same age as Baskara, an obnoxious adult.

"Alright, don't talk about it!" he sat quietly again. "I'm going to the mall to meet friends, want me to introduce to you, Sis Ula is it time to get married, brother Bas just want to have children, until when to jomlo?"

Jamba, jleb,

The question that rips the determination of the hearts of the jomlo, until when, where does anyone know, if it can bring a girl eloped without money donations this and that, if it is, surely the singles out there feel unencumbered.

"Why not?" challenging Nakula. "So if you're just starting an apprentice, he's got a girlfriend, I want Sis Ula not to be lonely!"

"No, Shafiyah. I don't feel lonely, I've got a rush!" nakula replied without any angry tone, so calm as clear river water.

Yes, he's the male version of Aisyah.

"What busy?"

Busy watching.

Nakula did not answer him, he just smiled, he had been paying attention for a long time and always wanted to hear the news of Shafiyah, the age of more than five years did not make him reluctant to glance at Shafiyah, even though the behavior was adorable, even though the behavior was adorable, Shafiyah had a strong stance, defeating adults like her.

"Yes, Dad. I'm going to the mall with Kak Ula, I'll buy you what you want, just one but yes, you have to maintain a healthy diet and live, remember you're not young anymore!" to lower his voice at the end of the sentence, not old, but not young anymore.