
Finally Ara really did not dare to tell about her pregnancy
to her husband, because of his excessive fear
Today Agra does not go anywhere, he deliberately helps his wife in the shop, especially since seeing his wife is not okay, he said,
he wouldn't force his wife to talk, but he would find out
what happened to his wife sooner or later, God justly created a couple not equally perfect but created them with all their shortcomings and advantages so that they could complement each other
A special relationship is not meeting the same two people, but the union of those who are different from each other, and enjoying life complement each other.
They had already completely settled in that shophouse, leaving
his contract is long, because his contract is over
“sayang today what show?” ask Ara who is drying
her hair was in front of the mirror, Agra who had just come out of the bathroom straight away
holding his wife's tiny body from behind by leaning his chin on
ara's shoulders
“today I'm in the same you baby, I have an appointment"
"who's bby?",
" i have an appointment with Jerry” explained Agra while
occasionally kissing Ara's nape
“Jerry...., si embul ....?”
ask Ara
“iya dear .., she seems to want to work together, but I don't
likes you close to him yes ..” Agra gave his ultimatum and showed up
scowling face
“why?”
“she likes to steal a look at you, I don't like” Agra showering Ara's nape and head with a few kisses
“ possessive basics ..” Ara flipped her body until faced with
Agra
“iya dong wife I gorgeous” agra while pinching tip nose Ara
“augh ..., pain know ..” Ara immediately stroked her nose
blushing, and Agra could only smile in satisfaction
“ya let's have breakfast..” invite Agra who is this morning agra.
purposely preparing breakfast for his wife, Ara lately a little more
spoiled
“you haven't packed a shirt ..” Ara pointed to Agra who was still
toweled
“oh yes .., you wait in the kitchen so I pack clothes first” Ara
just smiled as he shook his head and immediately walked out of the room
heading to the kitchen
Ara reached the kitchen and found two fried rice dishes on top
a table with a clap of eggs on it, but somehow Ara's head went straight
feeling dizzy when he saw the fried rice, he felt his stomach was so full
I feel like I want to vomit
“astaga ..., what happened ...” Ara also left immediately
leave the kitchen table towards the living room so as not to see the fried rice
that, he immediately leaned his body on the small sofa in the living room
“my body is limp once ..., even though it has not been vomited ...” Ara
holding his forehead which feels heavy
“sayang why are you here? Let's eat ..” Agra approaching
Ara and crouched down in front of Ara who was still closing her eyes
“you eat first yes bby.., I again do not appetite” Ara try
excuse
“you are sick yes ....? pale as your face ..” Agra noticed
his wife's face was still closed and held her forehead
“you're not a deman, but
why is it pale once”
“plissss ..., don't ask first ... I can't stand inner ..”
Arakarena resisted the urge to vomit to make her face so pale
“I do not pa pa pa .., hurry up the same .., you have your own breakfast
...” Ara was still reluctant to open her eyes, it felt like she had reached the throat
“well but promise, later breakfast yes ..” Ara can only
disturbing, Agra went back to the kitchen to eat his breakfast
“odd once ..., why yes Ara ...?” Agra muttered while eating
Brerrtt berrrttt breerrrrttt
When the food has not completely run out, suddenly the phone
being next to Agra's plate rang
“mobile Ara” Agra was about to hand his phone to his wife but
his steps stopped when he saw the name listed in the call
“Rendi ..., why did he contact my wife?” his intention to
green color
“good morning Miss Ara” Agra has no intention of saying Rendi ,
he wanted to hear what was actually being kept secret by his wife and Rendi
until his wife didn't tell him
“how are you, what
you are experiencing something strange, according to the doctor's statement it is natural, the doctor said,
tomorrow your schedule check”
“check what? Doctor what?” agra's speech immediately made the silence of the people in the
across the street, it seemed like Rendi was already cursing with her own recklessness
“you can directly ask yourself to your wife”
“if he wants a story, I can't ask you” replied Agra
upset
“you should be more sensitive with your wife”
“or do-don't you and Ara ..”
“maaf Gra. .., I'm just saying lo's wife, don't think
assortment ...”
“why do you have to worry about my wife, there I am always looking after
dia”
“because he's lo's wife, my brother's wife”
“he doesn't need your attention, stop calling my wife, if
there's nothing directly talk to me” Agra immediately turn off the phone
when Ara approached him
“sayang, call from whom?”
“only misconnect, not important” Agra trying to cover and
put Ara's phone back on the table
“itukan my phone bby ..?” Ara tried to investigate
“ia was on the kitchen table, so I picked it up, .
do not accept calls from anyone other than your husband”
“means?” ara was confused as to why Agra suddenly spoke like that
“promise , only I where you lean .., I don't want you
leaning on others” the jealousy of Agra covers everything up
“iya ..”
“ya let's go down .., Jerry must have waited”
***
After going downstairs, Ara saw across the street a chicken porridge seller who was
peddling his wares under a big tree in the corner of the garden, somehow the scent
the chicken porridge was as if it had been very nose-piercing to eat it immediately
even if I just see it
“bby...” ara pulled Agra's hand to stop his steps
who was heading to the kitchen cafe
“iya ..., why dear?”
“aku want to eat chicken porridge it ..” ara pointed porridge cart
chicken on the side of the road that just opened
“tumben .., usually you do not like the same chicken porridge”
“no. .., today I would love to eat chicken porridge”
“ya you have been waiting here yes, let me buy”
“ya ...” agra also came out of the shop and crossed the road
approaching the chicken porridge seller, while waiting for agra to return, ara searched
incoming call
“pak Rendi? So that was who called Mr. Rendi” ara then
type some messages on Rendi
Ara : “ada what sir Rendi called?”
Rendi : “does Miss Ara have time?”
Ara : “sorry today can not, what is it?”
Rendi : “tomorrow your inspection time, mistress also request meet”
Ara : “ibu?”
Rendi : “ya miss, if you have time please contact
I miss”
Ara did not reply to the message again because it seemed Agra had returned
crossing the street, about to approach her, Ara immediately deleted the message from Rendi
because I don't want to make Agra jealous
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