My Beloved Husband

Immune Sciences

"Enak, no?" Baskara pinches Aisyah's nose, likes to tease her about nausea and guaranteed her to be drunk if it's so. "You're good again, Nda?"

"What, where is there?" Aisyah saw her husband just bought one pudding earlier, it was running around so that she was not alone for long.

Pussy, emuah,

Eh, Aisyah bit her lower lip, this fierce-looking man in front of her was very joking, it was soft now, softer than Aisyah had expected.

They swipe the nose sharpened repeatedly, seeing Aisyah's face up close is not boring, her smile and the portion of a beautiful face that fit can melt the order of heart of the descendants of this powerful man.

Only in Aisha and Shafiyah, so about.

"Yanda, Sofi said she wanted to come here huh, she chatted me?"

"It seems like yes, same mother of course. Nakula couldn't possibly come with them, he was busy in the field."

"Eheheheheh, yasudah, have I done well, pity if they come here, Yanda." Aisyah played her fingers on that thin-haired face. "When will I come home, Yanda?"

"Patience, it has not been one day, it is going home. Can you be patient, right?" Baskara rubbed that bulging belly.

Aisyah nodded as she replied in the voice of a small child, making both of them chuckle and the stomach churn.

There is no word getting out of bed if it is not very important, Aisyah's hand continues to hold her husband, she does not feel safe if her husband is not here and she is holding him, the fear is still real.

"Who would you like to give her name?"

"Kan, don't yet know what a man a woman is, haem." - his wife's cheeks, softer than a pudding.

"Eheheheheh, who knows Yanda is ready for her second name, so it can be used by the second child also, uh third, ahahahah."

"You wanna get pregnant nearby?"

Aisyah nodded, but she then shrugged her shoulders, not knowing, she left it to the Creator, essentially she would not refuse if there was more in her womb.

Pregnant is a condition that is very desirable and missed by women, therefore he will not be wasted if given trust again.

"This one is born first, then make it again Yanda!"

"Eheheheheh, hmmm, like to be told to bu-"

Jeglex, mangy,

Shafiyah clucked up to see the two lovebirds who felt this hospital was privately owned, fortunately she was family, so saw her could still hold back, try if not, already want to crawl into bed only.

Hup, though,

When his sister had come, no one could control and have Baskara other than the brunettes, he immediately asked her brother to come down and sit nearby.

While Aisyah with her mother was just a smile, moreover, she brought food and cakes that attracted Aisyah's attention.

"It's eaten, don't get sick!" I gave it to Baskara. "It's for his daughter-in-law, Mom, you have to eat too, you're bribing?"

"Yes, Mom." Aisyah smiled widely, she missed her mother's cooking, although it was still a matter of days and hours.

Hap and hap, forget already with her husband if this is the case, there are only mothers and mothers, where she is far from her adoptive mother, so being with mother is the best moment.

"Dad said that Bas should not be hard on Ice," said the mother conveyed a message.

Baskara frowned, "Hard how? I've never been mad at him, if it's just kidding, after all I know we guys lose to you guys, don't you?"

Ahahahahaha, Aisyah took a look at her husband's answer, she has indeed won more since she became pregnant.

No, from the beginning her husband was always gentle with her, making her a full queen.

"No nausea?"

"No, Ma. It's delicious, eheheheh."

"Yes, aamiin. You're here until night?"

Mother turned to Shafiyah, her son showed the message that the father would go home after the father went there, the number one powerful man wanted to meet his daughter-in-law first.

"Yanda, you'll pick me up downstairs, don't let go by yourself!" Aisha reminded her husband.

"Not alone, Nda. Dad is as Saka and Pian as possible," replied Baskara as a manyun.

Shafiyah rubbed her brother's back, patiently perhaps as she said through sympathetic eyes.

"The sac came?"

"No, I'm the same big brother, if there's him, I'm ashamed to sit like this!"

"Basic, hug here, hugged yet!" Baskara is clenched, the cure is tired of this one, his little mother Baskara.

Shortly after, the father, who had just arrived, complained of a headache and fever, causing everyone to panic, leading the father to the emergency unit despite the rebellion.

In fact, not beating Aisyah who wants Baskara to accompany, father wants mother and Shafiyah is nearby, he can curse the sisters until they run away in a hurry if they dare to do an examination that he does not like, he said, taking a blood sample, that's what he hates.

"During a minute, Dad, not sick, still sick shot you!" Shafiyah gave the code for the nun to come closer.

"God!" endak's father got up, beat the little boy who wanted to be examined.

I pat the sister on the shoulder, she's the one who's going to take the place of the task, after all, living for years with three men whose shooting toys just make her used to it, medical devices have been transferred into the hands of the mother, and the, glancing at the nurse to get out of her sight.

"Also, no!"

"That's!"

"Shout again, I-I"

"Yes, no!" resigned, afraid before hearing the threat of mother. "Sofi, your mother is cruel!"

"Cup, I've, I'm calm, I'm here. Shut up, sweet dad, good-natured dad" turned to his mom. "Come, Mom!" whispers rule.

Swab and wipe, the third count directly jleb.

"JINGGAAAAAAAAAAAA ...."

Aisyah held her husband tightly, the sound of the lower unit was heard until her room, whether she had a dream or indeed her father-in-law swallowed the loudspeaker, the sound made her afraid.

How could the expert and accustomed to the wound, scream like a layman who had never known medical devices, Aisyah really did not understand.

"Yanda," call him.

"Hem?"

"Don't tell me Yanda's afraid of having her blood drawn, afraid of needles!"

'If I was afraid, there was no way I'd ever sew a little tear on my skin, Nda. You know the scars" replied Baskara casually. "So who's afraid of it!"

"So scared, just like dad?" Aisha covered her own mouth. She hugged her husband tightly, one hand touched her husband's standalone stitch, so rough, but it must have hurt. "Where did Yanda learn this?" unanswered, already throwing words again. "Yanda, his son should not be taught strange knowledge!"

"What weird?"

"You're immune maybe, don't!"

Jeez, if not in the hospital, Baskara would've overlaid his wife, adorable and practiced patience.

"No one plays like that, it hurts, but the emergency, if you wait to run to the hospital, you can lose the evidence, Nda."

Hayo, think again, aarrrrrgghhhhhhh.....!