My wife Little Child

My wife Little Child
Chapter 58



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Still on the same day, afternoon at 17:25 WIB.


Dira and Fahri were sitting on the front porch. While Fahri feed Dira eating melon fruit that has been cut into small pieces.


Suddenly a car that they were very familiar with, entered the gate of the house. Then the car owner immediately parked his car in the garage.


"Vidiihi... So romantic, Romeo and Juliet...! Make me just...!" yes, the owner of the car was none other than Adit. He rushed over to Dira and Fahri in his slengean style.


Fahri and Dira who saw his behavior, just shake their heads while laughing.


"Yeee, Mas will soon have a nephew of the most beautiful adek Mas...! Congratulations, my dear," said Adit, as he kissed Dira's head.


Dira grinned, "Iyaa Maskuu...! Thanks yaaa,"


Then suddenly Adit thrust a large parcel right in front of the sister's face, "Nih, make his nephew Mas."


Dira's eyes suddenly turned sparkling. The package that her brother gave her. It turned out to be 2 large boxes of J-CO doughnuts. "Waaahh makasiiihh Maskuu Sayaang,"


"Sama-sama Darling." said Adit smiled and then kissed Dira's head again. "Mas to dalem first yes, want to take a shower. This is so hot. Bro, I'm staying in the dalem first huh!"


"Sip, Bro!" reply Fahri.


Adit rushed into the house.


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Day by day, Dira passed with nausea that never subsided. Even in a day he can vomit up to 6 times. But even though the condition is like that, Dira still forced to eat rice with nutritious side dishes for the sake of his future baby. Moreover, the husband and the whole family are always supportive and very attentive to him. Dira really felt very pampered and treated like a Princess of the King by all of them. To the extent that Mama told Dira and Fahri to sleep in the guest room downstairs, so that Dira did not go back and forth up and down the stairs.


That afternoon, Fahri was feeding Dira watermelon fruit that had been cut into small pieces in the room. Fahri let Dira stay lying down in a sitting position on the bed. And Fahri sat next to him.


Actually Fahri really did not have the heart to see the condition of his wife like that. Nausea and eneg see all kinds of food. Though usually during this time, Dira was very similar to eating. Even now in this condition of pregnancy, often the food that just entered his stomach regurgitated again so that his stomach feels severe nausea. Even sometimes, just smelling the aroma of certain foods, Dira immediately vomited.


So no wonder, now Dira's physical condition looks weaker and her face is often pale. Fahri once told him to take a temporary leave of absence from his campus, but Dira insisted on refusing. And Fahri could do nothing more with his wife's undisputed will.


"Yes..."


"Yes honey...?" whispered Fahri gently while stroking Dira's head.


"Ice creamer.." said Dira spoiled.


Fahri smiled. "That's my darling... Ntar malem eat a lot of rice ya..."


Dira smiled widely then nodded, "Yes dear..."


Dira's eyes were full of twinkle, then he nodded with vigor, "All sense ya Mas. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, tiramisu, just about everything,"


Fahri laughed softly. " Yes... Yeah..."


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