My wife Little Child

My wife Little Child
Chapter 67



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Not felt now Dira content age has entered 2 months. Because of her body stature that was once small, so now when her gestational age entered 2 months she was like a person with intestinal worms, because only her stomach that began to bulge but her posture did not change.


And now also his appetite has increased rapidly even almost uncontrollable. All gilded all brushed hahahahaa. The food he wants must be obedient if he will not mengambek 7 derivatives 9 climbs. Fahri began to be overwhelmed facing this one pregnant woman.


Especially now that the mood is getting unclear. A little cranky, a little sad, a little angry, a little frowning, a little laugh, a little nilep money husband (eh this is not ya wkwk). Of course the most frustrated person facing the mood swing it, yup very right and not wrong audience, who else if not the beloved husband Muhammad Fahri.


Well. fortunately also the viewers already know yes... If Fahri is a patient, loving, kind, and not arrogant husband. So he was familiar with the mood of his wife who went up and down like a jet coaster. Because indeed the mood changes of pregnant women are influenced by the hormones estrogen and progesterone. Both hormones will fill the bloodstream so that pregnant women will be more sensitive, irritable, resentful, or even crying because of small things.


Yes, this Sunday afternoon. No test no wind no lightning no lightning no thunderbolt no tsunami, all of a sudden Dira did not want to see the face of her husband that.


"They can't really have to mill around in front of my face! Sebel really know I'm not squirming Mas's face!" ketus Dira who saw Fahri was sitting on the sofa of their room while reading a book.


Fahri exhaled slowly. "Yes, I've been here since, baby... You're the one who just came in" he said trying to be patient. Immediately closed the book he was reading and placed next to him.


"Yes, I don't want to know...! I don't want to look like Mas Fahri! I hate to squirm my face Mas Fahri point! Fahri did not have to show up in front of me! Don't you know!?"


Fahri exhaled again violently. Fortunately, Bik Inah often gave him advice, if the pregnant wife was the innate strange and macem. So as a husband just need to be patient just face the behavior of the wife who began to magic. Yes, this one.


"Yaudah yes... Keep on now what do you want...?" fahri's tone remained patient and gentle, while moving slowly from his seat.


Both of Dira's hands were crossed in front of her chest. "Yes, Fahri did not have to appear in front of me! Go where that cake is! Anyway go ahead, don't be in this house!"


Again Fahri exhaled a rough breath. "OK... If it wants you," he said calmly, then walked to the nightstand and picked up the keys of the car lying on it.


Then not long after, Dira had heard the sound of a car engine being turned on, then the roar of a car that began to sound out of the garage of the house, and passed slowly leaving the house. And finally the roar of her husband's car was no longer heard in both ears Dira.


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