My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 50 Sheena Mentreatment

"Nay, feel good about the stings." Afif's index finger poked chubby Naynay cheeks because he saw his wife's eyes gnawing. New habit.

"Don't tell me that Nay passed out for a week!" said the pregnant woman with a hoarse voice after fully conscious while looking at her husband.

"Ah, what a pity. I just wanted to say that." Naynay's sharp nose gets an anxious answer and a big smile bonus from Afif.

Naynay tilted his slightly filled body facing Afif. "You're hugged, okay?" ask her with teary eyes.

Without replying to Naynay's words, Afif pulled the tiny body not into his arms. Patted on his wife's back gently, of course he understood what his wife felt now.

"You crying?" Afif's stupid question just glided in making Naynay look up.

"Maybe?" Naynay responded by asking stupid questions.

"No, look out if you're crying!" threatening Afif laughed and bit his wife's chubby cheek. No day without a bite of cheek, Afif does have many new habits since marrying this adorable High School boy.

Naynay laughed before turning into a small sobbing accompanied by rushing tears. He removed some strands of his hair that felt piercing his eyes.

"I don't know why, but Nay wants to cry because I asked." Sobbing until his speech is interrupted.

"I won't let you cry, Nay."

Naynay who was still sobbing began to feel annoyed. Was asked to cry, pas already cry scolded as well. But that bump didn't stop her crying.

About ten minutes the pregnant woman cried and made Afif flounder to calm her down. Now only the moist eyes and reddened nose that adorn the cute face of Naynay.

"Udah?"

"Nay can increase the duration of the cry?" Bumil's nose is fireworks so that the snot does not spill out.

"Try it!" His tone contained an invisible threat.

Naynay squirms out of Afif's arms, he wants to wash his face. "Nay wants to wash your face, let go first."

"I also want to go to the bathroom" said Afif and struggled to get up from a sleeping position while hugging his wife.

"It's hard to walk this way, brother." Naynay pokes because Afif's embrace is too tight.

"You're pregnant, don't move like that!" Afif took Naynay to the bathroom. Naynay did not wriggle for fear of falling, preferring to wrap his hands around Afif's neck.

Afif dropped Naynay in front of the sink. He just kept quiet while watching his wife who was busy rubbing face wash soap on her face.

"What are you doing here? He said he wanted to go to the bathroom too." Gently scowling her frothy face, Naynay looked at Afif from the mirror reflection.

"Nothing, I just want to see you with a frothy face like that."

Naynay was no longer surprised to hear Afif's absurd reasoning. He's been prying all about the habits of this Handsome Bear.

After washing his face, Naynay came out of the bathroom followed by Afif behind him. It felt a little uncomfortable because her husband had been looking at her ever since.

Naynay's eyes glanced here and there through every corner of that luxurious room, there was something he was looking for. But unfortunately, what he was looking for was not there.

"Silver forgot something" Naynay turned to look at Afif who was lying on the bed with his feet still on the floor.

"What?" ask her while sitting her body.

"Where's martabak?"

Gee whiz... Afif heard it. Hearing Naynay pass out, he canceled a meeting with his business colleagues, then he remembered about martabak telor that?

"I was freaking out hearing you faint, so I forgot." He turned his body back and closed his eyes.

"Jude, tomorrow." Still relaxed, had not predicted his wife would sulk.

"Nay wants it now." Naynay's feet were already kicking the air in annoyance.

Afif took a deep breath and sat back down his body. He pinched both of Naynay's cheeks because he always could not deny his wife's request.

"Alright, you wait here." Afif stood up and was about to walk, but his hand was held back.

"Nay come, yeah..." Naynay's eyes made Afif unable to resist, the man replied with a nod of his head.

"Wear your jacket first!"

Naynay quickly walked to the dressing room and wore a jacket. A moment later, he was already standing in front of Afif who was sleeping on his back on the bed.

"It's Brother's jacket" he said and offered the jacket he had brought.

"Are you sure you want to buy it now?" tanya Afif sat down and received the jacket that his wife offered.

"Yes," replied Naynay nodding vigorously.

Afif put on his jacket and held Naynay's hand out of the room. Naynay's little hand looked cute if it was held tightly like it is today. For Afif, everything that was on his wife, all cute.

"Sorry to disturb the break time Kak Iyan" said Naynay before entering the car whose door was opened by Ryan.

"Don't hesitate, Miss." Her husband's secretary smiled faintly, a smile that was as rare as an Afif smile.

Ryan was ordered by Afif to stay at his house earlier when he got word Naynay passed out. The man already has his own room in this luxurious house owned by his Young Master.

The car began to go at a moderate speed, splitting the road that was still filled with cars. Naynay smilingly stared at the frenzy of the street from the windshield of the car, it had been a long time since she had been out nights like this, since knowing she was pregnant.

It's been almost an hour they've been looking for a peddler, but nothing at all. Understand, it's past midnight. The street vendors were hard many who closed their shops.

"It seems martabak telor should be postponed first." Afif looked at Naynay who rubbed his eyes.

"It's okay, but Nay's going to the parlour now. I really like Araa!"

Araa is the baby girl that the mother of the parlour found at the door first. Naynay himself gave the name to the baby, who is now five months old. The mummy said that Araa sounded sweet and suitable for the baby.

"Tomorrow, yeah. It's past midnight, what if our arrival interrupts the children's rest. And also, you're testing tomorrow, right?" rayu Afif while tidying Naynay's hair a little tangled because he had been ruffled earlier.

Naynay finally nodded and spread her hand out asking to be hugged. Drowsiness had already mastered it until it fell asleep immediately when its head landed on the chest of the Afif plane.

"Patience, for the sake of his wife and children." murmured Afif as he rubbed the soft head of Naynay so that his wife was comfortable in his sleep. His wife was very upset because she wanted to eat martabak telor, but look now, the pregnant woman sleeps without burden.

Ryan smiled to see how unfortunately Afif was to Naynay, the woman whose master was sleeping because of the influence of drugs. It felt like for a long time Ryan had not seen a smile and heard Afif laughing. In her heart, she was thankful that God sent Naynay to be his Young Master's wife. Apart from the hobby Naynay who likes to bother him if suddenly a strange snack in the middle of the night.

'I miss you, baby.' Ryan's inner self before he raises the car a little bit. He missed his little girl, the girl whose smile he snatched away and his heart he trashed out.

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Who does Ryan miss, huh?