Not Ordinary Love

Three Twins?

Staring at her in the mirror reflection has been a habit of Zoya since she was pregnant and felt there was a difference with her body. Every time he took off and would wear clothes, he would first look at his reflection. It was late at night, his body was very tired after spending half a day walking - the road around the shopping center this afternoon. But for sure, it was fun he did.

The woman turned her head as soon as someone's hands wrapped around her stomach, after which something heavy pressed down on her shoulders. The man came in when Zoya was wearing her nightgown.

"What's wrong?" the question is, when Ethan swipes his face into the niche of his neck. "You're hot." Zoya turns around to confirm the husband's condition when Ethan's skin and skin touch. Even the man's eyes looked flushed with messy front hair.

Zoya's back landed on the man's forehead. Ethan closed his eyes. "You sick?" The man's head shook.

"My feeling is not good. My body doesn't taste good either."

"Why don't you feel good?" wonder Zoya. The man shook his head again.

"I call the doctor, Dad."

"Don't."

"But you have a fever."

"Not papa."

Zoya just stared at her husband pity. Ethan pulled one of the woman's hands and rubbed it against her cheek. Ethan also does not understand the body that arrived - suddenly it feels hot, but an hour ago he felt very good - fine.

Same with his body. His feelings are not good and he worries about Zoya. "I'm worried and I want to hold you."

"It's another deket."

"Eat it no where." asked Ethan with a very serious look.

"Yes. I'm not going anywhere." Zoya returned the man's gaze with great resignation. She felt sorry for her husband as well as unkindness.

Both were silent after that. With Zoya continuing to look at the husband full of wonder, it is not usual for Ethan to be excessive like now. The man also rarely had a fever. Except just tired.

Zoya finally invites the man to lie down on the bed. Ethan complies, but does not want Zoya to leave him. "I just want to take a compress, the same medicine below." said Zoya when the man really forbid him to go even if only a step.

"You can tell Naina, yeah." she half-guidedly told Zoya not to leave.

Zoya sighed, then nodded. Reach the phone on the bedside table and dial Naina's number. It didn't take long for his call to immediately connect with the girl.

"Naina, you bring the compress to my room. Take the same heat-lowering drug also in the refrigerator. Take it to my room now, Dad."

"Yes, ma'am." the girl replied quickly.

"Do you really want to call a doctor?" zoya asks after disconnecting her call with Naina and puts the phone to its original place. She was unsure of the situation of her husband. Ethan's lips looked even redder than usual.

"Not to."

"When do I call Mommy how?"

"No need, Zoya. I'm not papa,"

"really? His head isn't dizzy, is it?" Ethan shakes his head, his forehead appears sweaty and makes Zoya even more worried.

"The book is changing, yeah." said Zoya, moving towards the walk in closet and picking up one of Ethan's thin shirts. Then go back and sit down at his place.

"You don't feel any strange eating - strange, how can you arrive - gini fever, anyway, not usually." Zoya's hands open one by one buttons short-sleeved shirt that her husband wears. Before long, there was a knock on the door, Zoya immediately told the girl to come in. Again, Naina sees Ethan without any clothes covering his upper body, just as he had been working in this house.

Naina walks towards Zoya with a look, trying not to see Ethan, while the woman appears to be wearing a t-shirt for Ethan until the thin black shirt is attached to the man's body.

"This, which Sister Ziya asked for." he said, handing over the tray containing the bowl he had filled with warm water, as well as the medicine that Zoya requested. "Sir Ethan is sick?" her question then, Zoya turned to Naina then nodded.

"Yes. Suddenly his body was hot." said Zoya, he put a small towel in the warm water in the bowl that Naina had opened, squeezed it and then put it on the man's forehead.

"You want to call a doctor but he doesn't want to." Zoya continued. He's increasingly worried that Ethan won't get well tomorrow, but tomorrow is Selin's wedding day with Randy.

Naina just looked at the man who was closing his eyes with pity. For nearly six months he worked with Ethan and Zoya, this was the first time he had seen the man fall ill.

Usually, if there is a lot of work that requires the man often overtime and stay up late, Ethan is just exhausted and his body will return to prime once rested enough and drink herbal drinks made by Naina.

Even Naina saw how the man's lips were so red than usual. Naina immediately dismissed her gaze as Ethan's eyes slowly opened.

"I'm not going anywhere." said Zoya to the man, seeing Ethan's hand that held Zoya's hand so tightly, Naina finally chose an excuse out. Not bothering the couple.

**

Zoya looks at the wall clock that has shown at eleven o'clock at night past twenty-five minutes. Many times he compresses Ethan and gives him a heat-lowering drug, but the heat in the man's body does not go down, the man's eyes closed, although for a long time his hand continued to hold Zoya's hand.

Zoya sighed, worried about her husband's circumstances but the man insisted on forbidding her from contacting the doctor. Until something crosses Zoya's head, she takes off Ethan's hand slowly, apparently the movement makes Ethan disturbed so that the man opens his eyes.

"Where, where do I want to get hot" said Zoya, Ethan just frowned in his place but still according to when Zoya told him to take off his clothes.

"Now what are you going to do?" ask the man as Zoya walks into the blanket and takes off her nightgown.

"I'm not sure, but he said skin to skin contact can reduce fever" said Zoya, close the body to the man. Ethan chuckles amusedly, but Zoya can feel a hot breath coming out of the man's mouth.

"You're healing?" annoyed Zoya. Ethan nodded.

"Why haven't you done that since?" ethan asked when both bodies were really close. The best medicine, so inwardly Ethan.

"I doubt." replied Zoya.

"Why song?"

"Fear you think macem - macem."

"Macem - what kind of rich macem?"

"Udah, ah, jangaan make sprain. You're sleeping,"

Ethan smiles at the wife's face if she is upset, nods her head and then closes her eyes after telling Zoya. "You're sleeping too, Dad."

Zoya replied with a mutter. Staring at the peaceful face of Ethan who looked restless in his sleep. Zoya's hands were raised rubbing one side of the man's face. "Pet healed.well, I don't want to squirm you're sick."

**

Zoya blinked - glaring at her eyes as the sunlight felt through her eyes. Suddenly he opened his eyes perfectly, as soon as he saw the day was bright. Waking up, but a big hand held his chest.

"Where are you going?" ask a man in a black shirt. His face looked much fitter than usual, especially last night. Zoya is relieved that her husband is healed. But that's not what he's thinking now.

"What time is it?"

"Nine hours."

"Ethan!" hit the man's chest very hard. Ethan grimaced, rubbing his chest really hurt.

"When did you wake up?"

"Since two hours ago."

"Gosh my god."

The woman was about to get up but Ethan was still holding her back, now flanking Zoya's thigh with his leg so she couldn't do anything about it.

"You forgot? It's Selin's wedding day with Randy. Can - usually not build up." protest with a passionate tone - gebu.

"As a sister, I want to be present directly in the wedding ceremony." continued Zoya with an upset that did not bother the husband. Ethan got up two hours ago and didn't wake him. Continue to let him sleep and pass the most sacred event in life for his manager.

"You if not nyebelin emang nggam delicious like. Always be able to make people sprained and rose blood." still want to curse the husband who did as he pleased.

"I told your manager we're coming at the reception because you need to take a break."

"No, Than."

"The manager you understand, dear. After all, last night you stayed up because you took care of me who was sick. You lack rest, I don't want you to get tired." said Ethan. Logical indeed, and Zoya was very grateful because her husband was so attentive to her.

"But you think the impression is that I don't need dancing, is that it? Ribet, Than!"

"I'm ready all you have, you take it all right." Ethan answered easily. The woman could only sigh and wipe her face. Ethan lands a kiss on her cheek to persuade Zoya not to get angry. For this time, Zoya sighed, then rubbed her husband's hair. Put the back of the hand on Ethan's forehead, which made the man close his eyes.

"When does it get hot?"

Ethan's head shook. "Morning - the morning I woke up the heat had gone down. Skin to skin contact turns out to be powerful too." said Ethan with a seductive smile. Zoya shook her head softly hearing that. Ethan drops off the blanket Zoya is wearing, the woman is about to hold back but has already been extended when Ethan kisses her stomach repeatedly.

"Triple twins." said the man before finally landing a kiss on Zoya's stomach, this time long enough.

"Twin three, I won't take it."

"I can carry. Where you go I'm ready" said the man. Zoya just nodded her head, assuring her husband to be happy.

Triplets? Zoya can't imagine how delicious and hassle-free it is to take care of three babies at once.

TB