My servant, Asha

Wearied

In the morning, Arga could not open his eyes immediately. This man was exhausted from working so hard last night to look after his wife. Asha realized that, so did not dare to wake her husband up.

His big stomach also made him tired quickly. Morning shower is also done slowly. But still use warm water.

Asha exited the room with a pale face.

"Sir Asha." Paris who also came out of her room saw her sister-in-law in the hallway. Legs approaching. "Fuckin' pale?" asked Paris who upon approaching could see with that exhausted face.

"Yes. I often sleep less."

"Why? Is her stomach starting to hurt?" tanya Paris looked at her sister-in-law's distended stomach. Asha nodded. Then Paris' hands stretched out to stroke her brother's stomach.

"Eh, why are you moving?!" paris was surprised. Asha's stomach is moving actively. "Eh, his stomach shape is weird and funny!" paris is getting hysterical. Asha's stomach did form a bulge-tionAsha smiled amusedly. "What's with my sister's stomach? Why that?"

"It was a natural reaction when my stomach was touched and wiped. That's a sign the baby is in response."

"So he responded to my touch?" ask Paris to investigate.

"Yes. She knew the one who touched her was her auntie."

"God...." Paris stared in amazement at the stomach of her sister-in-law. "There's life in there, yeah..." Paris' eyes unceasingly stared in astonishment. "He's not just living alone. Babies can also hear and feel the touch of people who are outside their world. So magical."

"Good morning, my son. Aunty Paris is talking about you. He was amazed at your presence. Come on, tell me again if you know her," Asha said, looking down and rubbing her stomach. Miraculously Asha's stomach moves actively.

The eyes of Paris are wide. He was again amazed. "Waa. she's great. Niece's great. When I grow up I teach him karate."

"Aishis... You're a Parisian! What will my son be if you teach." Suddenly the sound of Arga echoing in the hallway made these two women look to the origin of the sound. Paris throbs.

"Your stiff father is coming, aunty just go, yeah" said Paris immediately went back into his room. Arga approached and gently stroked his wife's stomach.

"Basar your aunt. Don't listen to him. Listen to my mom's words, okay?" Arga bent over to kiss the stomach. "Aren't you okay, baby?" tanya Arga straightened his back again and changed his gaze towards his wife. His hand rubbed his wife's hair with a worried face.

"No. You must have been exhausted last night."

"Lumayan, but I'm more worried about you. It hurts so much, the stomach is the same as your back?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Now is nothing?"

"No, but I'm afraid it'll hurt again tonight."

"Relax.there will be your husband."

"Don't be upset if I complain of pain huh...?" Arga looked at his wife, then hugged her.

"Where might be upset, honey... I might be exhausted. Ja. I can't possibly lie, but if I get upset because you're in such pain, it's impossible. If you could share that pain so we could both feel the same pain."

"If you're both sick, who takes care of you..."

"yes too. I was overdoing it." Still hugging his wife but their faces were away. "Anyways, I'm ready to treat you in pain again in the middle of the night."

"Thank you."

"It seems my wife is very good at saying thank you" joked Arga while looking down trying to see his wife's expression.

"Indeed, we should always be grateful when something good helps us. It means we are grateful for what help has been given."

"Really, right. May our children follow this good behavior." Arga put his forehead close to his wife's forehead.

Asha intends to take off her husband's embrace but Arga is reluctant to let go.

"No need to be envious, later you can also make out when you are married," said Arga.

"Married? It's still ahead there. Don't talk about marrying a little boy, dong!"

"If you want, I say mother for your soul mate so you can immediately get a mate and get married," said Arga who was immediately welcomed by the plot by Paris.

"Don't mess around... I'm still in school. There is no intention to get married. No intention to date. Don't make my life difficult by making me an unwanted soul mate!" Paris's index pointed at her brother in annoyance.

Paris angry. Asha. Different from Arga. He could calm down despite his sister's high level of emotions.

"It wasn't my idea, it was my own idea. Even though I don't give you ideas, mom must be. She's a magical mother who loves to match her son. I'm just telling you. Maybe it will happen to you soon. Be prepared."

Paris snorted in annoyance.

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A visit to the doctor brings good news. The position of the baby's head that was above and feet below, now even the opposite. Like, babies slowly start “merosot” or go down to the pelvis.

This change in the position of the baby in the womb is a fairly clear sign that labor is getting closer. Asha is considered healthy. The baby and the mother are healthy. Asha's efforts to gain weight succeeded.

Delivery dates and places have also been set. The family has also been told to be on alert at all times.

Some other Asha complaints that may interfere when close to labor are pain in the hips and pelvis, and vaginal discharge is quite a lot.

In addition to the problems that have been experienced by Asha before, insomnia or difficulty sleeping during old pregnancy are also experienced by many pregnant women. Sometimes it occurs due to an uncomfortable sleeping position due to an enlarged stomach, or waking up because you want to pee.

Arga's days are also challenged every night. Every night Arga painstakingly wakes up to make his wife comfortable while sleeping. Like tonight, around two in the morning Asha whimpered pain in her stomach.

"I want to sleep on the couch" Asha pinta. She also tried to find a way to sleep until her husband could also sleep.

Arga nodded. Push the sofa closer to the bed. Then take a pillow to put on a single sofa as a back support.

"Sofa's ready, baby... Come on, move to the couch now." Asha half-opened her eyes, trying to get her body to move. Slowly, Asha's body arrived at the sofa. Back rest by trying various comfortable positions.

"I'm hot ..," said Asha, shaking her hand to dissipate the heat.

"Attent." Arga took the fan and fanned his wife. Arga's hard work pays off as Asha begins to fall asleep. Arga sighed while directly lying down. She was so exhausted that the sleeping position was not too noticed, until when she woke up, Asha always found her husband sleeping strangely.

Asha understood by covering her husband's body also kissed her husband's cheek. This man has worked hard to take care of her at night.

Going to work is always more noon than usual because of untold fatigue. Rendra was told first. So the secretary always comes when Arga has a little lost his tiredness.

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In addition to yoga for pregnant women, Asha also does the morning walk when her stomach is enlarged. This keeps her active and makes her body healthier, fitter, and more resilient to physical challenges during pregnancy, labor and postnatal pain.

This morning Arga accompanied his wife for a walk in the town square. Because on Sunday, around the square does not appear to be vehicles and then pass because on Sunday there is a free car day.

"We haven't been here in a long time." A feeling of joy enveloped the pregnant woman. His face looked cheerful looking at his favorite place, the basketball court.

This is a place of memories for both of them. In the past, while still as a lover couple who underwent backstreet. Asha was still often unsure of the relationship the two of them would become as it is now.

The fairy tale about a servant whom the rich master loved turned out to have really happened to him. Asha and Arga.