My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [Unconditional love ]

This morning was different than usual. My pregnancy made Kaysan take over more homework. He is not ashamed to help me wash my clothes or do the dishes.

The absence of helpers and mediocre money made me and Kaysan have to be careful in using finances. For him there are things that he must take care of, not least when he released his rank.

"Milk for you pregnant mother." A glass of warm milk of Kaysan chocolate flavor put it in my hand, "Drink."

I smiled, "Thank you, Mom. This kid is lucky to have unconditional love from you."

"The terms are only one. This kid should look like me."

I downed the chocolate milk that Kaysan made. "Just kid" I said.

"This kid we made together, so this kid should look like me. Kan, I brought it."

"But I'm the one who swayed a lot, you just kept quiet and enjoyed it." I pinched Kaysan's nose, "As far as you go. Want to look like mas or me, this child is authentic made by us. The child I wish could make Father accept us." Kaysan embraced my shoulder, letting me lean against his chest.

"I miss them too. But our lives here make me happy. There is no mental pressure that puts you in an unstable condition." Kaysan explained, he kissed me on the forehead many times. There was a sense of warmth as well as another question I wanted to ask Kaysan.

"But we're going home, aren't we, Mas. To the land of Java?"

"I'll take you home when the time is right. I promise." said Kaysan for sure. I smiled understandably,

"i love you, my husband."

Kaysan's face blushed, "Tumben, say love. Is there anything you want?" kaysan asked, looking closely at my face.

I'm shaking. "Sorry Jani yes, ma'am. If this love had not turned ambition into madness. We're not gonna be like this."

On the living room sofa, Kaysan and I were still talking about the child who had been out for a long time. We wondered what kind of thing would come out later. Will he be like Rinjani, a mature child who understands the recklessness he does on the basis of love has made a lot of fragility in the hearts of the community and family.

Will he be like Kaysan, who was blinded by the love of the little girl who made him take everything off.

Oh, dearGod. Strengthen my legs to see her mature body and have unconditional love. Like Kaysan's love for me.

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"Are you sure you're not coming to the altar?" My father came from behind the room. He's been tidy with a white shirt and a black tuxedo. A few days ago, he also shined his hair to look jet black.

"Can't, sir. Later Kaysan and I will be arrested by the police." I said with a small chuckle. We are both cowards hiding from the world. A world that is sometimes not on our side. Like TRI LIFE CENTER. Man, God and the Universe are synergizing to form a mystery that teaches humans to always raise all problems to God. And, surrender to the universe. Man is actually a container, a container of taste and karsa that sometimes incarnate into selfishness will have and master.

"alright. You should accompany Laura. You guys are fine at home, don't forget to eat a lot." ask you sincerely. I nodded, "If there is leftover food take it home, sir. Counting at the buffet at home." said I was immediately given a jewel in my ear.

"What the hell, Mas!" I sneered at Kaysan.

"Kasian my son later, if ngeyel will also be in the jewel as his father." I got off the couch to pick up a gift. The gift I bought with Kaysan while looking for kitchen necessities that afternoon.

"Titip for Laura, sir. As a thank you from Kaysan." I handed a gift box to my father.

"What's it say?"

Me and Kaysan compactly replied, "Secret..."

You go, leave us both. While Mbah Atmoe and eyang Dhanangjaya went to the next door neighbor to celebrate the birthday of an elderly man.

"Indeed Mbah Atmoe and eyang can speak English, mas? How I'm worried." I said back to sit next to Kaysan.

"Either. Leave it alone." replied Kaysan. She read an article about how to care for pregnant women.

"One more month Rinjani control."

I rested my head on Kaysan's arm, he rubbed it.

"I'm waiting for the good news. Good news that's fun for me." Kaysan grinned. He put his iPad on the table.

"It's just the two of us. Don't you want to come in contact with me." My fine feathers bristled, as Kaysan lifted my chin.

My face blushed, flushed.

"Stretching very." Cela Kaysan's. He chuckled amusedly, but I closed my eyes. I wish Kaysan would kiss my lips.

"On temporary pending, because starting from the kiss ends with *******. I like not to take it." explained Kaysan, he kissed my forehead.

I chuckled at the manner of Kaysan who rubbed his face rough. "My brother's going to have a long day off."

I smiled sweetly, "If you want Rinjani to help." I grinned, Kaysan frowned.

"How's it helping?"

"Mothers say there are many ways to satisfy a husband. And, this time Rinjani wants to try it."

I rubbed Kaysan's thigh to the end of his groin.

"You want what you?!" kaysan held my hand.

"Ssttt..." I put my index finger in front of his lips. "I help you." Whisper me in her ear lobe. Kaysan bristled, he took off his cargo pants and left his color pants.

"Don't be shy." My God to Kaysan. He looked up at the ceiling of the house, letting me play with his virility.

A long sigh sounded from his mouth. Kaysan enjoyed the gentle touch I gave him.

"Hurry up, it's coming out" said Kaysan in a stammering tone. Breath snuffling. While I just smiled sweetly, obey all Kaysan wishes.

My hand moved faster, until finally the bottom throbbed out blue blood seeds that were wasted in my hand.

Kaysan held onto my cheek, "Small is already naughty." His grunts while smiling widely.

"Mas Kaysan is a fun object. Jani likes it, Jani gets a reward." I said as I got up from the sofa. Kaysan followed me, he carried his pants.

"I have to take a shower. After this I accompany you to cook lunch." I will, washing my hands in the sink.

The time showed at 11pm, I prepared the ingredients to make the dishes. My longing for the land of Java makes me more happy to eat food from my hometown.

"What do you want to eat, my wife?" Kaysan came, his hair was wet, his clothes were changed. Flashes of maturity continued to radiate from his face, especially after he took a shower.

"You make kale chops with egg clippers." I said as I picked one by one kale leaves.

"Even when you are pregnant, I can't give the best for you and our child." said Kaysan, his hand took a knife to cut onions.

"The best of all this is our togetherness. Mbah Atmoe said, This child can feel what I feel. So there is no need to grieve, because Rinjani has accepted this with pleasure. Mas know, there is something happy besides the presence of this fetus." I smile. Kaysan's eyes glazed over.

"I'm not strong" he said, putting a knife on the table. He stood up, his footsteps towards the sink.

"Wash his hands first! If it is rubbed using the hands of the mas later it is more painful." I screamed, my hands swept away some tissue.

"I admit that the greatness of women is not only in bed, but also in the kitchen." Kaysan rubbed his face with the tissue I gave him.

"Sit's sweet, mas's job will only bribe me."

I continued making lunch. Accompanied by Kaysan who plays his HP.

"What's busy, Mom?"

I put the cooking on the table. The smell has stirred my appetite.

"Before the summer holidays there will be theatrical puppet performances. So I'll be busy." replied Kaysan.

"Just now, bribe first. Before Kaysan there was no free time."

Kaysan put his HP. He took a plate, put rice and side dishes into it. His smile expands, though,

"Make savings in childbirth later. So I hope, be patient."

Sometimes I can see Kaysan struggling to find an income. I who could not do much, finally just glazed over to see Kaysan sweetly bribing me.

"Don't be sad" he said, wiping away my tears.

"Sorry, Jani." I chewed on the shells of kale and eggs, along with the tears still rushing down my face.

Kaysan chuckled, "Pregnant mother hormones are indeed fickle."

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