My Perfect Husband's

My Perfect Husband's
Chapter 48 Ready to Perform



Just a mere wreath...


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It has been almost a month Naynay is handled by Naomi who is her psychologist. A lot of changes have happened to that adorable bumil attitude. His fear was almost completely gone. At least when Afif acted aggressively, he was no longer hysterical.


I don't know what method Naomi applied until the pregnant woman healed that fast. But that's how I made up this story so that Naynay was cured in just a month less in the care of the mad doctor.


This afternoon Naynay was studying in Afif's study, fighting with a pile of books because tomorrow was his last test before graduating. I don't remember what the 3rd grade exam was like. Understand, I graduated long ago. I never learned at all. There really is no preparation at all. That's if I, yeah. Therefore, I only scheduled Naynay's final exam one month before graduation. Understand, yes....


While reading and understanding the contents of the stack of books on his desk, Naynay stroked his bulging stomach. The age of the womb is three months, will soon enter four months. Because this one pregnant woman has a cold and oily eating hobby, her stomach is slightly larger than it should be.


His phone next to his laptop shook, there was a video call from his super handsome mood booster. Naynay raised the call and a smiling Afif face appeared on his phone screen.


"What are you doing?" asked Afif while combing his hair with his fingers.


"Nay study again, tomorrow will be the last exam." He showed me one book he was reading, not forgetting his cute smile.


Afif muttered and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his black shirt. "I'll be home late again, don't sleep last night!" said commemorate.


"May nitip something? Nay wants a big brother who bought it!" Naynay's eyes gnawed with a twinkle that soothed Afif's heart.


"What do you want?"


"Martabak eggs plus meat lots of!" It's very spirit to say it.


"There again?" asked Afif while laughing.


Naynay tapped his eel with his index finger, thinking about what else he wanted. "Nothing, Nay just wants that."


"Alright," said Afif briefly.


"If Naynay falls asleep, you wake up, yes!"


"I'm not sure you can sleep before you eat what you want."


"Someone will guarantee that Naynay will not fall asleep" replied Naynay did not want to lose.


"Yes yes. Don't turn the call off, I want to see your face until I'm done!" afif warned by putting on a face and tone of speech can not be denied.


Naynay nodded and began to focus with his books back. As well as Afif, he is also back busy with files that will make him overtime tonight. Every now and then he would glance at his phone displaying the face of Naynay who was busy flipping through the sheets of his book.


An hour later, Naynay was done with his books. He rearranged all his books and study equipment.


"Son, Nay is done learning." Naynay put his face close to the screen. Looking at Afif who was focusing on the map he was holding.


Hearing Naynay's voice, Afif took his phone which he had leaned back to the vase. "Go back to the room, the abis took a shower!"


"Yes, Brother." Nod obediently.


"All right, I'll turn it off first. Remember, you have to take a shower!" remember Afif as he gazes threateningly at Naynay.


Afif smiled and waved his hand before disconnecting the video.


Naynay stood up and walked out of Afif's study, he wanted to take a quick shower and sleep. If Afif doesn't give orders with that creepy face like that, maybe he'll take another shower tonight.


Just now he turned around after closing the door, his body was hit by someone until his phone fell quite hard and his case was released. Naynay let out a long sigh after seeing who had deliberately bumped into him. Naynay picked up the phone and a separate case far enough away and left the girl who had hit him.


Qiara looked cynically at Naynay's departure with her hands folded in front of her chest. He resumed his steps, but his eyes caught something on the floor. He leaned over and picked up what looked like paper.


"He's pregnant?" Qiara was wide-eyed when she unfolded the paper, which was revealed to be the result of USG Naynay last month when examining the baby's heartbeat.


Qiara's eyes turned red when looking at the date and age of pregnancy shown in the results of the ultrasound. "Aren't they married for two months? Why is it three months old here? This is also the result of last month's checkup."


"She was pregnant out of wedlock," murmured Qiara furiously. "He lied to my sister." He thinks that Afif doesn't know that Naynay is pregnant.


The girl looked angrily at the results of the USG in her hands. He wouldn't want his brother to have a wife like Naynay who he thought was two-faced. Looks plain but wild. He also did not want to have a nephew who did not have blood descendant Cavin in the slightest. More precisely an illegitimate child.


"Little woman! You think you can have my sister? I'll teach you a lesson for lying to us all!" muttered Qiara furiously and looked at the door of the main room of the house with angry reddened eyes.


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Naynay went downstairs to the kitchen because he wanted to see Mr. Hen. He wanted to ask the old man to make him mango juice which was his favorite drink. Forgot if in the room there is an intercom commonly used by Afif.


But before he reached the kitchen, his steps were blocked by Qiara who was staring intently at him. The girl's eyes were very similar to Afif's.


"What's wrong?" asked Naynay lazily, this girl in front of him will definitely look for trouble again.


"Just relax, are you craving something?" qiara asked cynically with eyes still staring at her sharply.


Did Naynay hear Qiara's question? Did the girl know she was pregnant?


"What are you talking about?" Naynay tried to be calm and relaxed.


"I'm just asking, are you craving something? It seems like the baby in your belly is a lot of whim, huh!" Qiara walked around Naynay's body and patted Naynay's distended stomach softly covered in an oversized shirt.


"Don't expect you to be welcome in this house. A rotten woman like you is not worthy of my sister. Looks plain, huh! Wild woman, I don't know whose child you're carrying !!" hardik Qiara ruthlessly and left just like that.


Naynay held her stomach with trembling hands, her heart so sick to hear the scolding from her sister-in-law's lips earlier. Since Naynay had not fully recovered, she again felt depressed. She grabbed her own hair because of a sudden headache. After that, everything went dark.


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Apologies, break the promise because there is a sudden work๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡