
On the other hand Dion and Carey have also returned to their home. Carey had already changed her clothes for her sleep and Dion was leaning her back on the headboard.
Carey, who came out of the bathroom, found her husband typing a message.
" Busy is very much the same as the phone," said Carey who felt indifferent. He was not seen because Dion was busy with his phone and chat.
" Ohhh this I just finished talking Vira. He said he would check the contents tomorrow" replied Dion, who re-typed the message.
" Vira turns out," Carey's inner self seemed ordinary.
" Why is it?" carey's question looked crisp.
" There's no problem anyway. It's only tomorrow it's time to check up" Dion replied.
" Oh so," said Carey flat and straight into bed.
" I hope the content is okay. And hopefully really healthy," said Dion again very like to discuss Vira.
" Hmmmm," Carey said with an unwavering deheman. Carey pulled out the blanket and lay on her back to Dion. She had no interest in listening to her husband speak up for an obstetric issue.
" He already looks like Aya that baby. Very busy from the beginning. Sony is not that bad. But she was much busier, "the jealous-looking inner Carey saw her husband's attention on Vira.
It wasn't just this once. Carey would lose her mood if Dion had started discussing Vira again. Dion's reason was only one pity and pity. Carey did not respond or even ban. Because you don't want to bother with the unclear.
" You're coming tomorrow, right?" ask Dion. Carey closed her eyes quickly. Pretend sleep. Lazy answer Dion's question.
" Have you slept Carey?" asked Dion who had no response from Carey. Dion leaned closer to Carey rubbing Carey's shoulder.
" Good night" said Dion, peeping at Carey's cheek. Then Dion slept lying next to Carey. Carey opened her eyes.
" He always looked out for Vira. What was on his mind was only Vira. What if I was pregnant she would also notice me," Carey's inner being began to get jealous.
" When Dion will stop paying attention to Vira. Can't he not keep interfering in Vira's affairs. Like Vira doesn't have anyone. But there was still his father and Dara was with him. It's appropriate that she has that much attention to other women" Carey continued to grumble in her heart.
Carey is not believed to be pregnant. Their marriage was just a matter of months. But sometimes Carey wants to be pregnant. Because seeing her husband's attention to Vira is very excessive. Which keeps him jealous.
Maybe if it was another wife. Jealousy can be expressed. But he didn't. Jealousy must be endured. Because he doesn't know either. Her husband loved her not yet. But she obviously loved her husband.
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The morning came back. The bright sunlight awoke Nayra's deep sleep. Slowly his eyes opened and turned to his side quickly.
Nayra immediately threw out her breath quickly as if feeling relieved. When she saw her husband was still beside her who was still asleep lying straight.
Nayra shifted her body closer to Raihan and half sat down. Nayra rubbed Raihan's cheek face gently. Groped that face gently and also Raihan's hair.
" I don't know what happened to you. I am so grateful that you are back in my life. I love you so much" said Nayra, peeping at Raihan's lips.
His wife's kiss made him open his eyes slowly and look at the face of his wife who was very close to him. Raihan smiled at Nayra who was also smiling at him.
" Good morning" said Nayra softly.
" Morning," replied Raihan with a hoarse voice ala wake up. Raihan held Nayra's cheek with his 2nd hand and delivered Nayra's forehead to his lips. Kiss that warm forehead.
" I love you" said Raihan..
" I too, replied Nayra who did not want to lose.
" What do you want me to make breakfast for?" ask Nayra.
" I want to eat both of our favorite cutlery soup. But you are pregnant not as long as you are pregnant really hate the food" said Raihan who clearly remembers it. Nayra smiled hearing that.
" The fussy days of pregnancy are over and I don't hate it anymore. I like him as much as I used to" replied Nayra.
" really. I can't believe I'm gonna eat. Food my wife again," said Raihan while continuing to marginalize the child's hair on his wife's face.
" Okay then I'll let it go for you. We'll have breakfast together" said Nayra. Raihan nodded his eyes.
" Yes," said Raihan.
" Yes, I used to go kitchen" said Nayra. Raihan. Before getting out of bed. Nayra kissed Raihan's cheek. Raihan smiled accepting it. Nayra immediately got out of bed. To prepare breakfast for her husband.
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Raihan is out of the room. I took a shower and put on my clothes. Which maybe if usually he will wear neat clothes for the office. But it looks like the old job is not in his hands. It won't be held first.
" The money is very good," said Raihan fanned his nose inhaling the aroma of cooking his beloved wife while walking to the wife.
Nayra smiled at him and put the soup on the table. Raihan pulled up the chair and sat down immediately.
" Would you use rice or not?" ask Nayra.
" Maybe a little" answered Raihan.
" Okay, I took my duku" said Nayra who immediately took it. She finished giving it to her husband and she sat down next to him.
Take a spoonful of soup, blow gently.
" Cobain" said Nayra to Raihan. Raihan nodded his eyes and opened his mouth to take the wife's bribe. A sure bribe had not felt him for a long time.
" How good is it?" ask Nayra to make sure. Her husband was still swallowing her and Nayra was already impatient with the judgment from Raihan.
" It's very tasty. It never changed" answered Raihan.
" Yes, now you eat again" said Nayra, who mixed the soup into Raihan rice.
" Thank you, I've prepared it for me, I haven't eaten this in a long time. Even when you were pregnant I didn't eat it either" Raihan said.
" Why should I say thank you. It is not the duty of a wife" answered Nayra.
" Yes you have eaten again" said Nayra again.
" You're not eating?" ask Raihan.
" I want to see you finish what I cooked first. I just ate" replied Nayra.
" What about our son. He won't eat either. Is he going to eat when I've finished it all?" ask Raihan.
" Hmmm, it could be. Because of our son. Just going to follow her mama there" said Nayra.
" Can't be like that. He also has to follow his papa" said Raihan who did not want to lose.
" All right, it's up to you. I'm gonna eat. But you have to bribe me" said Nayra. His soul began to come out.
Raihan sniffed with a smile.
" Aaaak" said Raihan who immediately fed his wife. Nayra opened her mouth wide and accepted her husband's mouth which she had never felt for a long time.
They also enjoyed their breakfast together. Take turns feeding each other and surely they will tell stories. Because it's still awkward.
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On the other side. Carey also prepared breakfast for her husband. Fried rice that has become a favorite of her husband. Not how long Dion had been down neatly and directly approached the dining table. Pull up a chair and sit down.
" You're coming, right?" ask Dion.
" Where?" ask Carey who's spooning the rice into Dion's plate.
" Hospital. To check the contents of Vira," replied Dion. Carey's face is starting to bete.
" Ohh," said Carey flatly.
" You coming?" ask Dion to make sure again. Last night he kept asking the same question.
" Yes," Carey replied normally. Then pulled the chair in front of Bion and also spooned the rice into his dish with his face very nice.
" After coming from the hospital we are to Raihan's house" said Dion, who seems to want to let go of his best friend.
" Hmmm," Carey replied with deheman. He was lazy to do anything. So he looks sniffy.
Seriate.....