Red Noctah
The Part 104
Waiting for her husband's pudding to stumble. The man went back and forth researching whether it had hardened or not, it was also a long time to become a gel.
"Honey, you sleep first, this is the hard for a long time, left first if it has become easy to eat."
"Temenin Mas, come on!" when it looks lethargic.
The woman walked ahead of her husband, with Bisma trailing behind her.
"Dear, what's this doing?" tanya Bisma pointed to the bolster installed in the middle as a barrier.
"This is just so you don't stick me, Mom, I'm sick. But I miss you, don't you go far?" said the woman was sad.
"It looks like this child does not like you, you are saying I have not wanted to get pregnant you have a really bad time" the girl grumbled.
"Astaghfirullah .. can't do it baby, kok nangis, duh ... how dong?" tanyanya's confused.
Bhishma seems to be busy on his own, pacing back and forth looking for a solution, the man finally picks up the mask and hopes to solve the problem.
"Let's wear this baby" said Bisma, offering a mask. If you accept and accept it immediately.
Afterwards Bisma approached, then spread her arms so that his wife would embrace him. His heart was quite overwhelmed with anxiety, afraid that his wife suddenly nausea again and refused him. I don't know, his body was his favorite, but since pregnant his wife will be very nauseous when hugged by him.
"Where? Nausea?" bisma asked, accompanied by a headband by his wife, for a moment the man breathed a sigh of relief, clutching full of longing.
The woman smiled behind her mask, she began to get carried away and slowly close her eyes, her wife fell asleep in her husband's cradle. After making sure his wife was asleep perfectly, Bisma left a trace of affection on his forehead, then opened his wife's mask, afraid to become short of breath because of obstructed protective equipment mouth and nose from pollution.
The morning went so fast, even the man felt he had only slept for a few hours, but I looked at the dawn and said hello. Half squinting the man rushed towards the ablution bathroom, then took a pinch of water to splash on his wife's face.
"Honey, get up, let's pray first." The woman moaned, slightly opening her eyes before finally getting up from there. Bisma first prepare the slippers of the house laid out under the bed, making it easier for his wife to wear it when she wants to move, worried that the woman caught a cold, of course, Bhishma must be extra to keep it with an abundance of affection.
"Why, Mas? How do you see, something's wrong?" asked the woman to shine a light.
"No one, feel grateful even though it's a hassle but I'm really happy to be by your side accompanying the times that are not easy." The corner of his eyes condensed, he was moved as well as happy.
Two rakaat they dualikan together, the man will be very sweet to treat his wife even though sometimes diethusin, repotted, grateful when having a husband is unusually patient.
"Mas, I'm sorry yes, sometimes I can't control myself, later also baperan make your life difficult, I miss Mas." When he fell into his embrace, of course with his mouth covered with a mask, I don't know his soul thrashed longing, but his body was even reluctant to greet him.
After the prayer, If the one who feels great in her husband feels guilty, he closes his nose sobbing, restraining himself to be ordinary, he also feels homesick with his handsome husband.
"Sorry, Mom, I'm doing it?" he said he felt guilty.
"No, baby, I'm happy with what happened between us."
"I miss Mas" said Bila hugging her husband tightly. Replied Bhishma so warmly, it is not okay to feel weak because his body suddenly churned and wanted to vomit everything.
