My Perfect Bestie, No! Husbands!

Happy Feelings of Being a Parent

Returning from the hospital Al took Tasya to a large supermarket to buy some Tasya needs. Even Al had invited Tasya to juggle the room across their room into a nursery, funny according to Tasya.

Not to mention when in the hospital Al so spoiled him, he always checked the state of Tasya when he was free to reason afraid of Tasya why, even though Tasya just stayed in the room and examined patients.

"You wait in the car, honey?" Al said as he rubbed Tasya's stomach gently. Yesterday Al did that, making Tasya very anxious to her husband.

"I want to come, Mas" Tasya replied.

"No cape? You'll cape loh."

"Come huh?" Tasya looked at Al spoiled, if this was the case Al had to obey his wife's will, on condition that he should not be far from Al.

Tasya agreed to the terms and eventually they joined hands and entered the supermarket. Al picked up a trolley and pushed with one hand, and the other hand held Tasya's hand tightly.

The first thing they visited was the milk shelf of pregnant women. Al sorted out which milk was good from its composition. After that, he took some of them. Of course he takes milk with strawberry flavor, because Tasya really likes it.

"A lot to buy, Mas," said Tasya, watching her husband put some milk in a trolley.

"Let's go, honey. You should also drink regularly, morning and night. Let our son be healthy" Al replied.

Tasya chuckles. "You are so rich, Mas. Just so thorough, our son must be cool because of your papa."

"She's smart because of our parents, honey. Whatever for my son." Al again rubbed Tasya's stomach.

This was indeed what he wanted to do every day, rubbing his wife's stomach. Just like Radit does. Anyway he will be a more alert husband starting from today. They again walked around the supermarket, anyone who saw them must be envious, in addition to Al who often rubbed Tasya's stomach he also often kissed Tasya's hand in his hand as if afraid of loss.

"Mas, look at people," whispered Tasya.

"Father, you're my wife. Don't worry about what people say, who walk us, dear. Unless you are uncomfortable," replied Al.

Tasya shook his head, he was not worried. Instead she is happy, especially lately she likes to be spoiled with her husband, more spoiled than ever. Maybe because the pregnancy factor is also the time without Tasya knowing.

Not only milk, Al also buys some healthy foods and supplements along with vitamins that Tasya needs. When they finished, they went on their way home.

After bathing Al who had dried his hair went straight to the top of the mattress and put his head on his wife's thigh. He gently rubbed Tasya's still flat stomach.

"Papa's son ... " Al kissed his wife's stomach many times, making Tasya chuckle and gently rubbed Al's hair.

"What Papa?" Tasya's reply followed the baby's voice.

"Don't be naughty in the dalem yeah, don't make her mom in pain. We have to have a good cooperation, right? Don't go on hunger strike, you have to eat a lot, honey. Don't make her mama don't want to eat?" Al.

"Pinter Papa's son. Here Papa hugs." Al hugged Tasya's body, why Tasya was so happy to be treated this way by Al.

Al is sweet, much sweeter than any man according to Tasya. But this time it felt different, there was something in him that made him moved to see Al so happy. He feels like the perfect wife for giving Al a child.

Tasya wiped his tears after that chuckled softly, making Al now sit while cupping both cheeks Tasya. "Darling why crying? I've been talking wrong?"

Tasya laughed and his tears came out again. It confused Al. Pregnant women are sensitive, right? So Al was afraid that he would hurt Tasya even a little bit. "You why? Don't cry, I don't like seeing you cry."

"Gapapa, Mommy. I was surprised, I was glad you were so happy when I knew I was pregnant, I was glad you were as careful as I was, yes even though you were considerate. I like you to talk to our baby even though he is very small and you consider his presence even though it is still that small."

Especially what Tasya has to say about her happiness now. She was so happy and it felt like that alone was not enough to describe her happiness now?

Slowly Al wiped his wife's tears with both thumbs, then kissed Tasya's forehead and lips gently. "I'm happy because of you, because of our son. I'll always assume you're in my life, honey."

Tasya nodded and hugged Al and Al instead pulled Tasya to sit on his lap while peeking at his wife's cheek. Today they are both very happy, the new feeling they feel is trusted by God to be parents. That was as happy as it felt.

Tasya looked at Al and kissed her husband's lips slowly.

"Mother must be very fond of Mas if we say we I'm pregnant?" Ask Tasya.

"Seneng dong, that's what you've been waiting for, right?"

"Have you told me about this?" Ask Tasya.

Al shook his head, so happy that he did not even have time to tell anyone. Just remembered now when Tasya reminded him. "Yes, let me tell you now."

Al takes his cell phone but Tasya forbids it. "Don't you, Mum?"

"Why, Honey?" Al asked as he rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

"Abang, Aunt Amara and sister Amanda haven't come home yet. I want to tell them at the same time, so wait for them to come home can't you? I just want to be fair so that we can also be together together," said Tasya.

"Can, later we make a surprise for them if they have returned from Bandung. The most important thing now is to take care of your health and not stress."

That's what Tasya thinks. Already she was moodyan, easily overthinking, not to mention she was pregnant and her emotions were up and down. Tasya became a lot of worry when thinking about it. "But sometimes I like not being able to control."

Especially about Viko, he was relieved to talk to Viko at length like before, but did not know Viko understood or not with his words. He was already completely caught off guard against the desperate Viko.

With attention Al tucked Tasya's hair in his ear and looked at his wife with a soothing smile. "From now on multiply earplugs and more bodo very much more, dear. Do not be rich, you can also be busy but do not forget to eat, do not forget the world and do not forget to take vitamins. From now on I will also take better care of you and our children."

Tasya nodded, Al was right. He always thinks about things that are not important because they are less able to be bodo oratan. But now she is pregnant, so for the good of her and her child, Tasya must try to put herself above the rest.