My Wife is a Letter Blind

First day of work

When they were still talking. Rania again experiencing nausea.nia immediately ran to the bathroom, so the fruit she ate was back out.

Ikhsan immediately followed Nia. and rubbed her back and nape gently. ikhsan looked at Rania with pity.

Is this how hard it is to be a mother? suddenly Ikhsan remembered the mother he had left behind. Maybe now they were very worried about him.

"Still nauseous, honey?" ikhsan asked while fixing Rania's messy long hair

Nia shook her head and washed her face and mouth.When Nia wanted to go back out, she immediately carried the skinny body.

Ikhsan laid his wife's body on the mattress Relaxed in his room. "you rest, yes. let the mas cook.what do you want to eat, honey?" ask ikhsan

"I don't want anything2 mas. I'm sleepy," replied Nia.

"But soon magrib, darling.you just lay down yes.do not sleep, because it is not good for pregnant women to sleep when magrib," Ikhsan messages

Nia nodded, but she moved her head over the thigh of the husband, thus making ikhsan smile

"Yaudah, mas accompany you yes, later if we pray first."

Nia replied with a nod.ikhsan stroked Nia's hair, and also rubbed her stomach gently.

"Papa's son don't fuss, son. pity Mama you're tired, sweet. adek would eat what? later papa masakin good to make adek and Mama." ikhsan brought the baby to talk

"Mas, like a good fruit-flavored ice cream" said Nia

"You want an escrim, dear? okay, but then eat a little before you eat ice cream," ikhsan said

"Alright, but a little yes, ma'am,"

"Yes, dear. yasudah, later after the Maghrib prayer I will buy you eskrim."

***

This morning after the dawn prayer, Ikhsan immediately cleaned up the homework.from washing clothes to cleaning all the rooms in the rented house.

Ikhsan did not want to let Rania do it, because Rania was still drunk, Nia could not eat, she could only drink milk, and sometimes had to go out again, if her nausea whack.

After finishing his work. ikhsan immediately prepared to leave for his new job.he did not want to be late on the first day of work, so that Mr. Bowo was not disappointed and could use his services so on.

"Darling, mas go first yes. later do not forget to drink milk.you do not need any work, because it is done," ikhsan stroked Nia's hair, and kissed her forehead and lips.

"Pardon me, I should have prepared everything, and I should have taken care of you" Nia said feeling guilty

"Don't talk like that, honey. Mas understand your situation, and what makes you like this is me," replied ikhsan with a smile teasing the wife

"Haa. You can be Mas. This is the act of both of us because we like to be equally liked." Nia smiled shyly as she hugged her husband

"Hehehe. yes dong. let alone ask you first," again ikhsan remembered the first start of their lovemaking, making Rania increasingly hide her face in the chest of the husband's field

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I'm sorry, but now you lock the door first, and then it just goes back to sleep."

Nia immediately got up to take ikhsan to work. "Hati2 drove it yes, Mas. don't forget lunch," Nia's message as she shook her husband's hand

"Yes, honey.you are good2 at home. if there is anything. You ask for help call the same sister Dewi, contact no pak Bowo listed on his business card." message ikhsan to Nia. and a nod by his wife

***

Now Ikhsan has arrived at a luxurious house that is almost the same as the residence of his parents.

Ikhsan immediately asked permission to the security guarding the gate of the house.he mentioned his name, also the destination.sequrity immediately opened the door, he said, maybe he's been told by Mr. Bowo that this morning there will be a new driver coming.

After arriving at the house. ikhsan was immediately welcome to enter by the Art. "Sit down first Mas, let me call you Mr" said the artist

"Yes, Thank you Ma'am." ikhsan replied to the mbak's words with his friendly smile.

Not how long the employer came out with his wife. ikhsan looked at the two married couples who seemed to remain friendly in their age that was not young anymore.

"Good morning, sir, Mom," Ikhsan greeted the two masters.

"Good morning back, San. have you been here a long time?" ask Mr. Bowo kindly

"Ten minutes, sir."

"Let's sit down."

Ikhsan sat back down, while the mother still stared deeply at ikhsan, making ikhsan uncomfortable.

"Where do you live?" ask the Bowo lady.

"I live on the road cendrawasih Nuri gang, Bu."

"You just lived in this town?" back the question came

"Yes, Bu.I went overseas with my wife."

The middle-aged woman was still staring at ikhsan closely. ikhsan did not dare to look at her.

"Where is your hometown, San?" ask Mrs Bowo back

"I am from Kalimantan, Mom." ikhsan lied with his statement.he did not want his identity to be open then it will make it easier for his parents to know his whereabouts.

"Borneo?!"

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