Not Mauku

Take care of him for me

"Dear pity again Daddy came home, just want to make sure the empress, my angel is fine at this time, don't be tired huh,? have you loved your Mother,?" Dimas gave a distant kiss, making Naya shudder but pulling her lips in a smile.

In the kitchen bi Meri was cooking, as Naya pinta, after ripe all presented to the table, then she walked up to her daughter who was still soundly asleep, bi Meri approached Naya's bedroom door and cursed her, "Mom.., the cooking is ready.?"

Bi Meri approached the window, heard the sound of a motorbike coming into the courtyard, saw a handsome man wearing a doctor's oversized shirt, opened his helmet, walked near the door, and walked over, bi Meri immediately opened the door because she thought it must be the doctor Dimas who became her husband's employer now.

"Good day, Doctor,?" bi Meri nodded.

Dimas stared for a moment, "Just as well,! are you Mr. Mad's wife, huh,?" with eyes full of question marks.

"I-yes, Doctor, I was told to accompany Mom here.

Dimas glanced at the little boy sleeping soundly on the sofa, "That's his son, why don't you sleep in the next room instead.?"

"Yes sir, earlier.., Mother also told to sleep in the room only, but let it be, soon we will go home.

"Why come home, then,?" Dimas sat on the couch leaning back.

"Say my husband, I'm only here until the doctor comes home" said bi Meri explained what she heard from her husband.

"Oh yes,"

"For lunch I have prepared, now I want to excuse myself to go home," bi Meri held her daughter.

"Have you guys eaten, yet,?"

"Not yet, let us be at home," said bi Meri, "Excuse me.?

"Ok, oya if it's a working day, just come, please take care of my wife she is pregnant young.

"Okay sir" Pa Mad's wife walked in with her sleeping daughter to take home.

Dimas moved from his seat, walked gontai to his room, Naya was listening to music, knew her husband had come home, from earlier also had heard his voice anyway here not in his mansion, not in his mansion, so the chatter from the front also sounded into the room he was staying in.

Naya turned to her husband who came in and closed the door, his face was so tired, "Hem.., so old my husband looks so tired."

"Assalamu'alaikum.., huh..,? cup Naya's cheek in her kiss, put her hand on Naya's temple, "Have not dizzy anymore.?

"Wa'alaikum salam," Naya kissed Dimas's back hand, "Sometimes that if dizzy, also nauseous, do not continue Mr.?"

"It's good, Mom, if it's like that."

Naya poured water into the glass and then she gave it to her husband, "It's a thirsty drink, right,?" Naya gave her sweetest smile.

Dimas took a glass from Naya's hand, "Please dear, but.., more thirsty to see Mother's smile."

"Not funny ah, take a shower there, do you want to eat first,? but.., pray first gih, definitely not praying," Naya with a witty.

"Hem.., tired of that,?" sleep on Naya's lap with her pot.

"AW.., he's snubbing his nose, clamping people's noses at will," said Naya's non-compliant nose clip, not even sharp.

"Aahh.., sick, your hands are rough, ah, what do you want first,? Naya's a little upset.

"Ok-ok, my dear, my love," Dimas stood up as he opened his shirt, rushed to the bathroom to clean first, Naya prepared clothes for her husband.

Then Naya went to the kitchen slowly, limped, she remembered Rita asking about her path, Naya pecked her hand at the front seat of the dining table, she said, then sitting there picking up a plate and picking up the rice and the side dish, waiting for Dimas to play his phone.

When Dimas approached, sitting beside Naya, but Naya looked at him somewhere, Dimas waved his hand in front of Naya's face, "Darling, think what.?"

Dimas's voice ripped out his daydream, Naya's eyes twinkled, turning to Dimas who was already sitting nearby, Naya took a deep breath.

"Darling, think what hem,? do not think about the various, later stress is not good for our baby candidates," rubbed the stomach Naya.

Naya smiled faintly, "Yes who, thinking nothing, calm down," Naya read Basmalah and then bribed, letting Dimas look at her, Naya showed her rows of teeth, and fed her husband.

"I think Mommy forgot, and let Daddy eat alone, huh,? mooed Dimas while chewing.

"If you want to be alone, I'll get you, okay,?" noda Naya takes the plate and Dimas takes it expressionlessly, but Naya takes it back and continues to feed her husband alternately with her.

"As long as I can make Dad happy, I will do it even in a simple way of feeding, maybe there will be times when I can't feed Dad, or I'm busy, that's when my husband eats alone," obviously Naya, making Dimas speechless his heart felt sad.

"I haven't eaten outside in a long time or eaten alone, all this time I've been used to eating with my wife, eating out of my wife's hands, I can't imagine anything that doesn't want to happen, keep me company, give me happiness even if it's this simple,?" Dimas clasped Naya's hand, with an eye that was so sad and a trembling voice.

Naya becomes melo seeing Dimas' speech, Naya's eyes become blurry her eyes are blocked by the water that glazed in her eyes, Dimas stroked and kissed the back of Naya's arm, "Honey means so much to me, soon we'll have the fruit of our love, I'm so happy, take care of him for me, for us" Dimas embraces his wife's body.

As they hugged, and tears filled, there was nothing to say except the sound of breathing and the pounding of a regularly inflated heart, and Naya did not know what to say, even with her pregnancy she doesn't know how she feels, happy or sad.?

Happy ! which woman is not happy, with the presence of a baby, which can be said to be very much awaited by all families, who does not want to have offspring.?

Sad ! because he still doubts whether he is able to take care of him, take care of him, while his condition is less normal, to need an assistant who is always ready to help him, really in the deepest of hearts, he said, there is a sense between wanting and fear, but he did not want to tell anyone even to her husband, worried about disappointing the husband.

Let her be self-reliant and hope that one day she can convince herself, her heart, that she can be the best mother for her baby, the best wife for her husband.

Naya stretches her body off hugs, rubs her cheeks, smiles bitterly, "Spend first eat it later mubazir kan dear."

Dimas also rubbed back Naya's wet cheeks, then rubbed his own cheeks, then they straighten out the food that had been cut by a drama that makes melo, sad, hugging. ah a sweet and very romantic couple, every moment friendly, ups kan author himself who wrote ya hehehe.

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