My Husband Lecturer

my husband's lecturer-141

Aira patted her head.

"That pregnant me, but Mr. Alex who changed his nature" Aira kekeh.

"Eat first ah~ just get ready to pray"

Aira pulled out a chair and sat down to eat the grilled meatballs she had heated.

"A lot of this.cannot ya?" said Aira.

"Sir Alex bought how much of this is.." murmured Aira.

Aira continued to bribe one by one her meatballs, until she was not aware of the meatballs she had thought she could not afford to be eaten even ludes.

He gawked.

"Astagfirulloh's chat..I can eat this much"

"Aren't you aware?"

"Kc..Ck.." stamped.

Aira rubbed her big belly.

"Honey..Do you make your mama eat?" aira asked the baby who was still in her stomach.

"Yes son?"

Aira chuckles.

"Haha gakpapa mama not angry if you want to eat, we porotin money papa huh son?"

Aira lowered her head for a moment as if hearing the Son's answer.

"Hu'um..Later join the union of mama and aunt Rachel will ya?" ask Aira.

"Passociation name? PMAM son, unity makes Alex suffer haha" he chuckled.

"Bad mom?"

"No, my mother is kind and generous"

Aira was talking to her baby.

"Airaaa" call Alex.

"No horror?"

"That's papa's voice, again otw here" said Aira.

"Do we count?"

"okay! Mama count ya.."

"One..."

"Two.."

"Three.."

"Aira..you know the favorite t-shirts mas the color of cream? I'm looking for nothing to see." His voice is weak.

Alex appears in front of the kitchen entrance, bare-chested. The man seemed to complain.

Aira.

"It's my mom's count" he said.

"Aira.." whine Alex.

Aira looked at the man in front of her.

"Yes, don't know.kok ask me" said Aira.

Alex looked at his wife.

'O Allah the Father's'

'Think her shirt is only one cream color ? Like wonder see Alex sir, nyari clothes only love color clue doang, no other clue what?'

"Your shirt with cream color is not just one mas.."

"Yes, anyway.."

"Ehm..."

Alex thinks.

"You're cariin gih" he asked.

Aira sighed.

He got up from the chair slowly, a little difficult to get up from the chair because of his large stomach.

He approached Alex.

"Tomorrow do not look for what is not there, use what is there, a lot of gold shirts" said Aira.

Alex bent his lips down.

"That's Ra's cloth." he said slowly.

"Hem.."

The man followed Aira from the back to the room. Aira opened the wardrobe.

Rounded eyes in shock, he had folded neatly all the clothes there..But all the pakaain it folds already irregular and messy.

Aira stared at Alex.

The man nodded.

"Will be loaded" he said.

"Who's doing this?" ask Aira.

"You"

'Patience Ra.he's tired of work.can't be angry'

Aira started putting on the bed her clothes were messy.

Aira gave her husband clothes first to cover his upper body.

"This?" tanya Aira showed me a cream-colored long-sleeved shirt.

Alex shakes.

Aira showed the man again the cream-colored shirt, the man continued to shake.

'Okay.kok pegel my feet..'

Because of the pain of looking for the shirt that Alex asked for, Aira sat on the bed.

"Why you?" ask Alex to approach Aira.

Aira massaged her hips, she shook her head slowly.

"You don't remember where the gold shirts were?" ask Alex.

"Are you still at the laundry?"

Aira closed her eyes.

"I forgot tomorrow I'm looking for.."

"Try you into Rachel's room, and check down, it's my favorite t-shirt" Alex asked.

"Yes, um.."

"Now Aira..Ten minutes adzan, mas want to go to the mosque"

"Bag.."

"Can't you wear anything? I forgot where you put your shirt on, I'm pregnant, I can't stand for long, my stomach is heavy..I'm also tired.these clothes I've groomed you again" said Aira.

Aira's eyes were teary, her hips were sore, Aira was annoyed, it wasn't easy for her to get here and there.

Alex looked into Aira's eyes.

"Aira mas gak -"

"Capek mas, I'm humming, I take care of the house, you don't think so? My wife is tired, right? Or you initiative to check yourself where the clothes are..All the clothes are the same, right?"

Alex freezes.

"Capek mas.I'm tired.."

Aira covered her eyes with her right hand, she cried. After a short period of time, he did not want to get angry at Alex but Aira could not control his emotions.

"I'm sorry you took your nicotine." said Alex slowly.

"Where are you looking for a maid?"

Aira prefers to do their own homework after marriage, their house is also not too big and luxurious. He is able to complete his responsibilities.

"Hiks.." sobbed.

Alex's hand hesitantly wanted to calm Aira down, he did not dare to hug Aira sobbing, being aware of her torpor.

Alex was wrong, he was insensitive to his wife's circumstances.

"Hiks...Hicks..."

Alex knelt down in front of Aira, he grabbed Aira's left hand and rubbed it.

The woman's hands were cold and trembling.

"A-what a hard thing mas.pakai that I have neatenin glued.."

"Honey..I was wrong.don't cry.."

He looked up to see Aira.

"Mas is not sensitive to your situation, I trouble you.."

"Don't cry, my heart aches like you're like gini..Sorry about yah?" alex said slowly.

Aira was crying.

Alex lowered the right hand of Aira covering her face then clasped her hands together, Aira turned her face away.

"Darling.." call Alex slowly.

Alex sighed softly, he turned to look at Aira's stomach, slowly Alex rubbed it.

"Papa is wrong, sorry to make you sad" said Alex.

"Papa's son is also sad to see mama cry?..Help papa nenangin mama huh?"

Aira listen.

Alex stood up, still holding Aira's hand, Aira reluctantly looked into her eyes, the woman was still crying.

Alex feels guilty.

She finally hugged Aira.

"Deliver!" said Aira.

Aira tries to rebel by pushing Alex's body.

But Alex didn't heed it.

"Deliver! Doesn't that love me, do I?" said Aira.

Alex shook his head, he let out his embrace.

"People love you, very dear"

"Lied!" refute Aira.

"By Allah Ra.."

Aira stopped rebelling.

"Bad gold!" said it.

"Yes, I'm evil"

In the midst of them hugging, the prayer adhan maghrib roared.

Alex took off his arms.

He rubbed both of Aira's cheeks while smiling gently.

"Udah adzan's..Mas masjid first huh?" ask Alex.

Aira just nodded.

"Darling.."

"?"

"Her husband wants permission to go to the mosque, answer well" said Alex.

"Yes.."

Alex smiled, he kissed Aira.

"Mas sorry." he said again.

"..."

"Thus you want to go to mama's house?" haggar Alex.

Aira's eyes were wide open, but she immediately behaved normally. Alex wants to apologize and make him happy again.

"Okay.you want, the day after we go to mama's house..."

"Mas go first"

Alex puts his hand forward to kiss Aira.

"Asnalama"

"Girishal"

It turns out that pregnant women are horrified emotions yes, irritability continues to cry😤I watch movies that wkwk keeps thinking make this party kyk:v