My servant, Asha

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Mrs Wardah waited for her son's return impatiently.

"I'm sure Asha is pregnant, Bik. Such nausea instead of showing she was pregnant?" He was discussing with Bik Sumi. This senior butler nodded.

"really. That's a sign she's pregnant, ma'am."

"If that's true, could it be that she was already pregnant during that honeymoon." Mrs Wardah tapped her fingers on the table.

"Thank God if that's the case, ma'am. This is what young master wants."

"really. That kid turned out to be a big one. I even want to hold the baby." Mrs Wardah shakes her head. Sighs in relief. Then tense again when remembering that they are still waiting for the arrival of Arga and Asha.

Arga's car entered the courtyard. They've come. Can't wait for Madame Wardah to catch up with them at the front door. He wanted to immediately scatter and ask cheerfully, but seeing Arga's face as depressed, he stopped asking.

"Have you come?" greet him with an impatient tone hidden.

"Yes" said Arga limp. While Asha smiled because of her mother-in-law's greeting. Mrs Wardah guided them to the dining room. Asha went straight to the refrigerator and took the cold water from inside.

Asha approached and handed him a bottle of cold water. Arga accepted and took a quick sip. Eve outside is hot.

"Asha's sick what? Why does Asha look fit and you look weak, Ga?" ask Mrs Wardah for wonder.

"Not drowned, bun. Just shocked," said Asha. She sat near her husband.

"What's wrong?" He looked towards Asha thoroughly. Then he looked at Arga again. "Asha is sick? Or are you sick?"

"Me and Asha are fine. No one is sick. I was only surprised when the doctor said that Asha was pregnant," said Arga who was immediately welcomed by the lady Wardah.

"This is real, Sha?"

"Yes Bun." After being able to nod his head from the concerned, he believed. All the faces look relieved.

"You're really gonna carry a baby, Ga." Mrs Wardah is twitching her son's shoulders. Arga grimacing keelian. "Congratulations, Sha. So now Arga's heart is calm. Not confused anymore because his friend already wants to carry a baby too." His eyes glanced at his son. Asha also saw her husband. Her in-laws were full of sharp innuendos.

Arga only thinned his lips, with the look of his face forming a caught expression. Then wipe off the sweat that soaked the ends of her hair.

"It has. Mother just takes a nap. The tension made the body stiff." When that Sumi's bik appeared from the back door. "Big. Asha is really pregnant, you know," she said.

"really? Well, congratulations. Young master will be a father later."

"Thank you, Bik" Asha and Arga said almost simultaneously.

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In the office, Arga's happy feelings rub off on Rendra. Because his master was putting on a happy face, Rendra also got the impact.

"You look happy, sir."

"really. My wife is pregnant, Ren." Arga said with a radiant face.

"That's good news. Congratulations Sir. I'm so happy to hear it."

"Thank you." Arga smiled to congratulate her secretary. "You don't have a boyfriend, Ren?" From the first time Rendra worked with Arga as his secretary, it seems that only this time his master asked about lovers.

"No, sir."

"Find a good woman and marry her. You'll feel as happy as I feel right now."

"I keep your advice."

"Not in storage, but in Ren's execution. If my advice is only kept, you won't be looking for a companion soon."

"Good sir."

"Why don't you just go out with Maya? She's beautiful."

"I'm not looking for a beauty, sir. I have to find a good one. According to your advice."

Arga chuckles. "Really, right. Look for a good one is not just a pretty face."

"Your face looks very radiant. Anything good this morning?" ask Evan.

"Yes. My wife is also pregnant, Evan," said Arga proudly.

"Wow, really? You're after the target because I can impregnate my wife first?" evan asked sounds challenging.

"No need to set a target. All must be lived patiently." Arga's answer was very wise. Actually this is the opposite of him who was consumed by envy that was accidentally conjured by Evan.

"really. Must patience. But it looks like you're going to follow in my footsteps. Soon to be a father." Evan smiles.

"The fruits of your old patience bore fruit, Evan."

Evan grunting. "I know you're insinuating me." Arga shrugged his shoulders. They started their new project. Cooperation between Evan and Arga company. Talk is sometimes serious and make a wrinkle on each forehead. There is also a sigh of fatigue that makes both of them have to lean the back to the body of the sofa longer.

"I didn't expect the two of us to still be like this, with so many things we've been through. Problems, conflicts, and finally happiness." Evan began to discuss his life.

"You happy?" asked Arga without looking.

"of course. Especially now, when my wife is pregnant. I used to think that pregnant women and asking all kinds of weird requests was excessive. Then when a husband who always tries to obey him is like a fool."

"Then?"

"I was wrong. Apparently hearing the strange requests of the craving wife is adorable. We are also encouraged to fulfill his request. Once successful, there is a very mounting satisfaction in the heart. Everything is so exciting." Evan chattered like a little boy with his excitement.

Arga could not comment much. He had not entered that time. Asha is still pregnant. There is no such story.

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After work, Arga looked at his wife. Asha was reading in bed. Arga got on the bed and approached his wife.

"Don't come any closer." Asha poked her palm forward.

"Why?" ask Arga wonder.

"You should take a shower first. Don't come near when your body isn't clean."

"I haven't had a shower yet. I just want to stroke your stomach."

"Other than to rub the stomach." But Arga kept on approaching his wife. Hoek! Asha nausea wants to vomit. His hand took off the book and covered his nose.

Arga surprised. Soon he lifted his body. Not to rub the stomach. Then a little away from his wife's body. "You're nauseous because of me?" asked Arga in disbelief. He's stammered.

"Maybe." Asha answered him grimacingly. He also doesn't know exactly what makes him sick. But when this morning accidentally kissed her husband's shirt to research is still new or has been worn, her stomach churned and nauseous.

Arga remained in his sitting position. His eyes continued to look at his wife in wonder. Slowly Asha opened her palm. I felt uncomfortable seeing her husband in shock.

"You better take a shower and don't wear any fragrances" Asha pinta quietly. The face of Arga is still the same. Surprised his wife was nauseous because of her body odor which was none other than her husband. "I didn't mean to plan this. It's all the instincts of a pregnant woman whose stomach is uncomfortable." Asha said so by pleading for attention. Arga's face showed like he was being rejected.

"I was very surprised," said Arga still with astonishment. Then get up and immediately head to the bathroom in a daze. Asha heaved a sigh of relief. As his hand went down, no longer smothering half of his face, he tried to restrain himself.

His nose is very sensitive to nose-piercing fragrances. Arga does wear a perfume that is very thick with the smell of men. Before getting pregnant, Asha really liked that masculine scent. But at this moment his stomach churned suddenly as the scent penetrated his sense of smell.

During pregnancy, the nose becomes very sensitive. Any smell makes him nauseous. The smell of garlic, the fragrance of the room, even the scent of her husband's perfume.

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In the bathroom, Arga still can't believe his wife is nauseous because of him. The air shower was let flutter his body. He was silent. His brain thought hard. What's wrong with his wife?

Are pregnant women all that?

Arga cleansed himself with the mind still directed to his wife's sentence earlier. Asha was nauseous due to her scent. It felt like he was not wanted by the person he loved. Isn't that a little painful?

Can this be considered reasonable?