REMORSEFULLY

What's up with you?

The presence of a person in life who brings infinite love, giving a million happiness with sincerity is the dream of all women in this world.

It is undeniable that the woman needs to be spoiled, noticed even if only a small attention from her partner.

It was not as if our marriage was two months old. As usual, I went to work and was picked up by Rayhan. He forbade to bring his own vehicle on the grounds that my work place was not too far away with the cafe he manages now. Yes ... he runs his own cafe which was opened about a month ago. And thank God the cafe is very crowded every day. All the income from the cafes and tourist attractions outside the city landed pretty on my account.

It was inversely proportional to the marriage with my ex-husband. In addition to the ribs, it is also the backbone. Although Rasya's salary is there but he has to bear the cost of living his mother and sister who are still in college.

"Astagfirullah," I took a deep step in comparing my ex and my husband.

The more days we show our love, the more, nurture and water it with affection and loyalty.I do not know why lately more and more spoiled and want to always be with him even without hesitation and shame I ask first when we are in the contest.I also amazed by my desire that always stirred. Of course it was welcomed with joy by him.

"You're getting more and more made me

passionate,Honey?" He said as we finished enjoying heaven.

I just kept quiet because of fatigue with the game that made me feel like I was drifting into nirvana.

But there was something strange about my mighty husband for these two days, his face pale, like he was not passionate.

When we were in the contest, suddenly my desire to be craved by him was passionate. I tried to tighten my arms. But it seems he didn't respond to me. Usually I just touch it the libidos will automatically "ON".

"What's wrong with her?" My inner.

"Darling??" I whispered sexy in her ear.

"Hmmm.'s....'

Shame is lost in dominance by an ardent desire to expect its touch.

I tried to arouse his passion. My body and common sense were at odds, my common sense seemed embarrassed to ask her first as a woman while my body churned to be fondled by her.

"What's been going on with me lately?"my mind.It turns out my common sense is defeated by the turmoil that exists.

Finally my touch made his passion peak and what I wanted from him I managed to get even though I was leading our game.

The kiss landed on the forehead before I fell asleep in dreamland.

Early in the morning I blinked because I wanted to run two raka'at, My husband who usually wakes up early is still curled up under the blanket.

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and then I woke him up. Because I did not care, I finally prayed first. After praying he never woke up, I also forced him to wake up to pray. Although it was difficult he finally woke up and went straight to the bathroom and then prayed.

He went back to bed and went back to sleep. Because of the holiday, I also lay beside him. Lying his head on his chest was the most comfortable place right now. But he tilted his body behind me.

Somehow my heart felt pain and I finally sobbed while turning my body back to it.

Hearing my cry she then got up and turned my body to face him

"Why you?" tanyanya.

Not that I'm crying more.

"Eh ..eh...you why, Honey?" tanyanya gently.

"Are you bored with me?" I said keep crying

"God!!you're talking about that?"

"But you've changed completely like me!" my spoken.

"That's just your feeling, honey."

"Please don't leave me." My words are getting sobbing.

Rayhan was astonished by my attitude like a child whining to his father.

He hugged and kissed my head.

"Didn't ya??, we sleep again, " he said.

Tumben slept again this early. I let him continue his sleep. I don't know why with him. "Is he sick?" my inner.

I let her fall asleep and I rushed to the kitchen to help Bi Rahmi prepare breakfast. I thought about my husband, as long as we were married I never saw him as lazy as he is now.Is he really sick? my inner.

After smelling the aroma of fried rice Bi Rahmi a hunger suddenly appeared and wanted to taste it. I ate one plate without waiting for Rayhan and Rafa.

Bi Rahmi was also astonished to see me eating so voraciously.

After eating I was busy with my thoughts. In my heart, "Am I pregnant?" But that was not possible, a few days ago I menstruated even though not much was just a spot that stuck to my underwear. Rafa's pregnant time also I often dizzy, nauseous and can not eat. It just ate one full plate.

I brushed off the thought because the symptoms were nothing like being pregnant before.From in my heart the deepest wish I was pregnant but I did not expect more fear I would be disappointed later.

After Rafa joined the dining table I rushed to the room calling Rayhan. But he's still lying in bed.

" Dear?? You sick?" ask me while sticking my hand on his forehead.

"I don't feel good, honey .. Maybe catch a cold."

"Let's have breakfast, "my rhyme.

Then we rushed to the dining table. I take the fried rice to Rayhan's plate, then get it to Rafa.

Just as Rayhan ate his first feed he immediately stood up and ran to the bathroom.

I followed him, he was already puking there. Sweat on his forehead.

"Jeez .. " I said in panic.

I pinched his nape slowly. Shortly thereafter Bi Rahmi came to bring eucalyptus oil. Then I took him to sit on the couch.

Bi Rahmi brought him some warm tea.

"We'd better go to the doctor." My speech.

At first she refused, but I rushed to get changed and took the car keys and took her to the clinic.

When he arrived at the clinic, the doctor examined Rayhan. But the result is fine. The doctor also asked about the history of the disease he had suffered, Rayhan replied that there was no chance he had the flu.

Because there are no problems with his health, the doctor suggested to the gynecologist.

"Because the results of the examination are all fine, you should go to the obstetrician" said Dr. Mira.

"My husband is sick, Doc, not me" I said confusedly.

"Look, Mom, because the results of this father's empowerment have no problems, presumably while I, the mother may be pregnant.

"Ha-- pregnant doctor?" rayhan stuttered.

A smile etched beautifully on her lips, her pale face shone back.

"This case is commonly referred to as sympathetic pregnancy. This is just my guess, Mr. Ma'am.But for more details, you should go to the gynecologist."

Doctors only prescribe vitamins for Rayhan and we went directly to the obstetrician as advised by Dr. Mira.

Rayhan unceasingly kissed my hand, he was even driving the car when he left earlier he was just leaning on the steering chair.

A happy roar was painted on his face.

" When I was pregnant? The feeling a few days ago I menstruated." My inner.

"Will Rayhan be disappointed if the result is negative? Why did the doctor say I was pregnant?" I asked in my heart.