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Again Mode

"Darling .. Papa you're still angry." My words caress my stomach that bulges.

"Darling..say the same mom don't like to accuse papa carelessly." He said he didn't want to lose as if he was complaining to the twins.

I feel the movement of my baby in there,

as if they were supporting her.

"Sorry.

"I want to ask the twins first whether their mother is forgiven or not." He said while putting his ear on my stomach.

"Thanks, My Twins." He kissed my stomach and turned to look at me with a smile.

"Say the twins, sorry to be accepted as long as....?" said hanging.

I just scrunched my forehead, if I see the gelagatnya certainly there must be a desire.

"Waiting his Papa, "he said smiling as he lowered his eyebrows.

"Teruuus mode." I covered her face with my hands.

He immediately caught my hand and kissed it, and then turned to his forehead and continued to the lips. And finally, the event of a visit to the world happened so soft and delicious matchless.

That's how the couple, no matter how big the problem is faced must be with a cold head. And a powerful place to persuade the husband who was sulking or angry in bed.As long as the mistake is not too fatal.

The night went by so quickly that it was a bright morning. The sun as if smiling happily illuminated the universe.

Morning walks are a routine I have done since I was nine months pregnant. Rayhan faithfully accompanies me every morning. Not to miss eating chicken porridge in a stall not far from our house. Just got into the house.

The bell rang. Immediately I opened the door and saw a sweet girl who was about twenty years old standing at the door smiling.

"Assalamu Alaikum, ma'am" said the girl kindly.

"Waalaikum Salam." Answer me

"I'm Maya, Mom.' he said introducing himself.

"Waduh .. why do I open the door." My inner.

I tried to smile but the smile was too embarrassed to face Maya.

"Eh .. Please come in, Deck." My speech.

Maya enters and sits in the guest chair. Rayhan just came in because he took something in his car.

Rayhan joined us in the living room.

' camp' ... Mr. Rayhan, this is your cell phone" Maya said, holding the phone in her hand.

"Yes ... Thank you." Rayhan replied, picking up the phone.

I just kept quiet not knowing what to say.

"This is Maya, baby!! Receptionist at our hotel.

"I know why I'm introducing you again" I cried in my heart.

I just smiled wryly hearing it.

"Sorry, Mom, yesterday Mr. Rayhan forgot his phone at the hotel. It just so happened that when the security guard gave it to me, mom called." He feels guilty.

Yes my name is on my husband's phone "My Wife Fani."

"Because you picked up.This wife went berserk, she thought we had a relationship." Cerocos Rayhan's.

'Jeez..this husband can not keep a secret really," I swear in my heart.

I want to keep my mouth shut. I wanted to turn into Casper so I could disappear from Maya's presence.

""A-i...Awwwwwwww,"shouts Rayhan.

Rayhan had not had time to say that I stepped on his foot and glared at him while smiling forcefully.

Maya who was in front of us could not help but laugh. But he might be scared too.

"I'm saying goodbye, sir, Mom." Maya understood the situation.

"Yes...Thank you very much, Dek!" Smiling words.

After Maya's departure, I immediately approached Rayhan and I pinched his stomach very tight.

'Awwww...sa--sickness, dear!" said whimpering.

"You're a husband who doesn't know anything!" I kept pinching his stomach.

That's what my husband lacks, sometimes his mouth doesn't have a brake.

"For example, Sa---- baby!!" His words are still rubbing his stomach my scars. Then he saw the former pinch. He gawked because the pinch left marks on his skin.

"Rasain...or want to add more?" I said as my hand prepared to pinch him again.

"Your pinch is really sick, anyway?" Said complaining.

Without giving an answer I would stand up to the room. But just straightening my body feels pain in my stomach.

"Awwww.." ringisku while holding my stomach.

"Why, Honey?!" Ask my husband to panic.

He then led me back to sit down.

"My stomach is cramping!" My speech.

Rayhan called Bi Rahmi to get me some drinking water. After drinking water, the pain reappeared.

I tried to bite my lower lip to endure the pain. "Maybe it's just a false contraction" I thought.

After the pain subsided Rayhan took me to the room to rest.

"Do doctors' estimates are two weeks away? Ask Rayhan.

"It's probably a false contraction, bias." My answer.

He's just a mangosteen.

"Eat him not much thought.don't stress, this is what it is." His words were kind of advising like a doctor.

"Yes, doctor, sir" I mocked him.

"Are we going to the hospital?" He said worried again.

"No, it's not time yet." I said relax, though,

because the pain has died down.

My husband decided not to go to the cafe for fear that my stomach would hurt again. I told him it was just a regular cramp, he kept insistent on accompanying me at home.

If he keeps at home automatically I can just rest. Can not be much movement especially this morning a little pain.

The work is just eating, sleeping, playing the cell phone that bored me in the room.

Seeing that my husband was not in the room, I rushed down from the bed, his intention of wanting to console myself into the back garden. Don't forget I brought Rafa who was playing.

Yes.at least selfy-lah to be made memories of how fat during pregnancy.My long hair deliberately let down. While on my body only attached a long negligee with short arms, I paired the cardigan on the outside.

When I arrived at the back garden, I took photos with Rafa several times, and occasionally I had Rafa take pictures of me. Then I looked at the photos while smiling myself looking at all my pretentious posts when far from cute. I watched every shot I took and Rafa was really funny. I smiled looking at my bakpao-like cheeks, a thick body.

Until the possessive husband came out of the gym.

"Remain out of the room?" Ketus.

"God....Honey!! I am not sick!!Not good just in the room."My speech.

"But it doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Ask again.

"No" I said briefly.

"We're taking pictures, honey, "my rhyme.

"But I don't wear clothes."

"It's okay.Make personal documentation only".

Rayhan then I thought and took a selfie with me. Because Rafa has gone inside.

"Don't upload!!" Said warned.

"This one's good at uploading." While showing a picture of her that reddened her lips that were only a few inches from my cheek. But his heavy body was clearly visible.

"No way, right?"

She's sure I won't be uploading because I don't wear the hijab in the photo.

I edit the picture and then just leave the picture and show it to her.

"Delete!!!" His order.

"No!!" I hid my phone in the back while laughing at it.

He tried to take it from my hand.

Since I couldn't move agilely he finally took my phone and deleted the photo.

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Nb: The word "Tabe" is usually used by Makassar Bugis people to express their polite feelings to their interlocutors.