My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 74

Zidan corrected the position of Asya's pregnant dress, before asking the Wife to sit in the front seat of the Doctor's desk.

Doctor Sari who had been the Doctor who examined Asya's contents also threw a smile at them.

"How, Doc, is my son?" ask Zidan. The man's face looked both happy and impatient at the same time.

Doctor Sari smiled again, the woman with glasses looked to be running her fingers on the table before saying.

"Kandungan Asya is fine. The age of the womb is now entering the age of 26 weeks."

Asya's gaze looked glazed. Next to his hand was held by Zidan while the other hand rubbed the place with the Son.

After that Dr. Sari again explained some things about Asya's content. Even the doctor had asked if Zidan and Asya wanted to know the gender of the Child in the upcoming examination.

Asya and Zidan compactly shook their heads. Let it be a surprise for both of them.

"Doc, can my wife travel?" ask Zidan again.

Doctor Sari nodded. "Yes, as long as Asya is not too tired and try if tired to immediately rest."

Zidan breathed a sigh of relief. All plans regarding their honeymoon will go well. Even to surprise Asya, until now Zidan had not told his wife where they were going.

After asking the question that Asya thought was important, and listening to the Doctor's explanation further, Asya and Zidan left.

The happy roar did not fade from their faces, the grip of the hand was not released even when they were already in the car with Zidan running it.

...

Asya's eyes. The pregnant woman was mesmerized by the sight presented before her this time. The rice fields, mountain ranges, and the sound of river water ripples that according to Asya not far from the villa where they will spend the days.

In addition, the cool air also makes Asya exhale before inhaling it again - to feel the freshness in the lungs.

Yes, everything is beyond expectations. Asya thought Zidan would take her to spend her Mad Month in the middle of the city by renting a hotel and taking a walk and visiting existing tourist attractions.

But it's wrong. After a short flight time, they boarded a car and drove it to a small village a good distance away.

I don't know where this village is. What is clear is that the scenery made him feel at home even just by looking.

"You likey?" zidan asked as he hugged Asya from behind.

The man put his chin on Asya's shoulder, occasionally giving one or two kisses on his wife's cheeks.

"I like it." Asya nodded quickly then turned around.

Happily, the woman embraced the husband's neck and gave a light kiss on his lips.

After that they laughed. Yes, this is what they need for just a moment. Spend quality time together, filled with love.

"We're in?"

"Yes.."

Next to Zidan's hand held Asya's hand, while next to him he used to scrape the suitcase.

Not much stuff they brought. Just a suitcase with both clothes on. Zidan said he had prepared everything and had nothing to worry about.

Screeches almost out if Asya does not smother his mouth. This villa is beautifully designed. Wooden-based ornaments almost meet every corner of the middle room.

The natural lighting obtained from the open glass complements the beauty of this villa.

Asya's eyes water. Zidan who saw this was panicked and immediately embraced Asya's shoulder to sit on the sofa not far from them.

"Why are you, Shay? You don't like it?"

Asya gave a small laugh as she wiped her tears. "I like it, Zidan. This spot.. Lovely."

"I'm glad you like it, Shay." Zidan's hand was raised-rubbed Asya's cheek while then before instilling a gentle kiss at the temple. "Would you look at another room?" ask Zidan.

Making Asya nod before following Zidan's steps to move to the other room.

The atmosphere is no different Asya get. Almost all the ornaments that fill this villa are traditional with a modern touch. Yes, once again Asya could not describe what he saw this time.

It was all so sudden for him, though basically all done with his careful planning.

"Zidan!!" Asya suffocated to feel her body drift.

Zidan chuckled, tightening his arms that were currently bridging Asya. The man's steps were slow but definitely led them to the room located on the second floor. At the end of the hallway, exactly.

How not? In front of him was a view of the bed containing rose petals - heart-shaped. Scented candles soothe the romantic atmosphere created.

"Ashya?"

The call made Asya look up. His position is still the same. "What's up, Zidan?"

Zidan smiled, again kissed his wife's lips as if they had become opium. Slowly but surely the kiss turned to heat.

Zidan had even sat Asya's body on the edge of the bed, insisting on his lips k*luman on Asya's lips.

Their breaths were stretched with their foreheads touching each other when the struggle*the lips were released. Asya could feel the roar of hot air blowing from her husband's lips.

"Can?" Zidan asked as he rubbed Asya's distended stomach.

Asya's cheeks that were currently red, were getting redder. She bit her lips tightly before shaking her head.

"Why?" ask Zidan again.

Honestly, he was currently holding back his desires, let alone seeing Asya bite his own lips. Want it to feel like Zidan lunged, then replaced the bite with ****** his lips.

"I'm.." Asya turned her eyes. His fingers were nervously tied. "We just got to. Shouldn't we rest first? It's still afternoon anyway."

Zidan exhaled. "Evening or evening, same as it.."

"But-" Looking back at Zidan, Asya could not hold her fingers to trace her jaw firmly. "I want to eat. You know, I'm the same baby hasn't eaten since the airport?"

Zidan pranks, the man lets Asya rub his thinly-feathered firm jaw, before finally coming to terms with what Asya says.

Asya has not eaten.

His baby of course currently needs intake.

And what does Zidan think about making love?

Oh my..

Zidan, are you stupid or what?"

"What do you want to eat?" ask Zidan quickly.

Asya chuckles and starts thinking what she wants. "Barach stir-fry, same fish fried tempeh."

"That's all?"

Asya nodded, smiling as she watched Zidan swiftly step out of the room to make what he wanted.

...

An hour later Zidan returned, with clemets lining his shirt. The man appeared to be carrying a tray before placing it on the nightstand.

According to Asya's estimation, his Zidan could not cook at all. The fried fish and tempeh placed on the rice looked a little charred, even the pieces could be said to be strange. In addition, spinach vegetables are placed separately in the bowl was almost the same condition.

"You.. Don't like it?" zidan asked, the man's voice now looked like a squeak.

"I like it.." Asya grabbed Zidan's hand. "I'm eating, huh?"

Zidan nodded. "We ate on the balcony. The view's great."

After that, they both went to the balcony on the right side of the room. No less beautiful scenery greeted them.

The reddish sunlight that had been leaning towards the western horizon broke through from the sidelines of the branches of the trees.

Asya greedily accepted the bribe after bribe that Zidan angs. They ate one plate together making the meal simple, tasted more delicious.

After that, Zidan poured a glass of water that was immediately reduced by Asya.

"You happy, Shay?"

"I.. Very happy..," said Asya while holding the hand of Zidan who is now rubbing the corner of his lips.

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