REMORSEFULLY

Laugh to you

Life is like a mixture of sunshine and rain, tears and laughter, pleasure and pain. But remember, there is never a cloud that cannot be penetrated by the sun.

Weeks, Sundays change months. With Rayhan's paralysis does not reduce my love for him even more and more days. I never felt in my heart to complain or to leave him. Happiness fills our days. We spend more time at home.

I've also hired one nanny for Farha and Farhan. So Farha and Farhan's problem already had Bi Rahmi and Tini guarding him. But it can't be out of my sight either. Rafa can take care of himself. To the school Mr. Erwin who always shuttle.

My pregnancy has reached the age of five months. I am grateful that the fetus in my womb is healthy wal'afiat. Like the previous pregnancy I didn't feel nausea or vomiting. Rayhan didn't experience it either. Sometimes if I crave to eat something then Mr. Erwin is the target to buy it. Sometimes Rayhan says he made it but Mr. Erwin is troubled, hopefully our son's face will not be the same as Mr. Erwin. Because Mr. Erwin was a very flat face and his smile was very expensive aka rarely smile.

All I know from Rayhan is that Mr. Erwin is a widower with one child. His wife ran away with her ex-boyfriend while his son lived with Mr. Erwin's parents.

Each pregnancy is different, cravings this time I like and even Farha often be my target for my makeup.

I also love shopping online even though I don't wear it.

When Rayhan and I were watching television in my room, I wanted to dress my husband up.

I rushed to the dresser to pick up my make up combat tools. Then I approached Rayhan who was leaning on the bed. I smile at him.

"Why what?" Ask, there may have been an unpleasant feeling when I saw me bring a makeup tool and approached him.

"You want to dance, baby."

"What!! Don't joke, honey." Panicked words.

"But this is what our baby-to-be wants, honey." I said while stroking my stomach.

If he talks about the problem of the baby candidate he must be obedient without protest even though his heart is arrogant.

She just let go when I made up.

When I finished dressing, I laughed out loud at him.

'It turns out that guys who wear beautiful makeup are also "My words are still laughing.

I handed him the mirror and he saw the reflection of his face .He laughed while mimicking the style of women talking.I did not stop laughing even to let out tears. I didn't forget to take a picture.

'When do the controls go back to the doctor?' Ask.

"Tomorrow."

"I am friends .' Her speech.

I'm with my mom, honey." My speech.

"But I really want to see our baby-to-be, want to hear his heartbeat." Sissy speech.

"Yes, honey, tomorrow we're both going to the doctor." My words caressed his cheeks.

During my pregnancy, she never accompanied me to see a doctor. I was always accompanied by my mother or mother-in-law.

Sometimes the feeling of sadness comes because at this time it requires a husband who is on standby to accompany anywhere but because of his condition that does not allow him to not be able to do it.

Tok to tok.

I rushed to open the door of the room and it turned out Bi Rahmi who told me that there was Pak Aldi who wanted to meet with Rayhan.

"Let's wait a minute, Bi," I said to Bi Rahmi.

"There's Aldi going to see you, sweetie."

He told me to call Mr. Erwin to help move him in a wheelchair.

After calling Mr. Erwin I went straight to the living room to join my children.

Rayhan assisted by Mr. Erwin then met Aldi in the living room. When Bi Rahmi came carrying a tray containing drinks I immediately picked it up.

"Let me take it, Bi."

I brought the drink to the living room. I was astonished to see Aldi's expression that seemed to be holding back his laughter. I saw Mr. Erwin as well. "Tumben this flat face smile even seems to hold back laughter." My inner.

I put the cup on the table and when I turned to my husband I was flabbergasted by what I saw. Her face still looks pretty with my make-up.

I feel guilty for my snoring. I just stared at him without being able to say anything.

Seeing me dumbass he instantly raised his eyebrows giving me a code.

I pushed the wheelchair in.

I heard the laughter of Aldi and Mr. Erwin for a moment maybe they closed their mouths. Until another voice was heard.

"Papa's beautiful." Farha.

"Gosh, you didn't clean my face" Rayhan said.

I was just grinning while scratching my head that wasn't itchy.

"Bring me forward." Say again.

"Not cleaned his face?" My toot.

"No, they saw I was beautiful, too." Annoyed annoyed.

"Sorry, Honey!!" I feel guilty.

He was immediately devastated when I said an apology, yes that is the privilege of my husband always giving up and that makes me love him more.

"I'm sorry to hear you're on the night on the top again." He said slowly with a smile.

"And it always is," I pinched his shoulder.

He just chuckled and I brought him back to the living room.

"Laugh if you want to laugh!" He said when he arrived in the living room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rayhan." Aldi.

Mr. Erwin just sat down not saying anything.

"No problem, this is my wife who craves to groom me, which I'm worried about now lest this wife wants to groom Mr. Erwin or you Aldi."

"Hhhh!!!!" Said Aldi and Mr. Erwin together.

I couldn't help but laugh until I puffed my cheeks. Want to laugh but feel inappropriate, if only Aldi maybe I can laugh immediately because he is very young but there is a Mr. Erwin who is older than us I should not laugh at him.

Since there was no point in living with them, I ended up rejoining my children.

Night has come, my three children have entered the room. After making sure they were asleep I rushed to the room with my husband.

When I entered the room I saw Rayhan still fluttering in bed while playing his cell phone.

'Not slept?" My toot.

"Wait for you, baby." Her speech.

After putting on my flagship skin care I got into bed and massaged her two legs. I always do that before we go to sleep.

"The tip of the top, dear." Her speech.

I pointed my hand at her thigh, I massaged her slowly.

"Upper again, dear." He closed his eyes enjoying my massage.

He took my hand and led me closer to him. Looking in his eyes I know he wants me. He pulled me closer to his face. Until our lips clashed with each other. Soft kiss back we do.Up to being****** so wonderful*so delicious .Although he was paralyzed but his desire had not changed to always do so. Only her style is different.

We finally did it so beautifully. Enjoying the beautiful paradise of the world I strive to always serve it and satisfy it. Although sometimes I want him who like before has many ways and styles to satisfy me.

After unification and together reaching the peak of enjoyment together I again lay down beside him.

"You must be tired, dear." He said as he rubbed the sweat on my forehead.

"Hmm."

"Sorry, I can't satisfy you, dear." Sissy speech.

I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"I'm satisfied, dear." Seriously said.

"You didn't lie, did you?" Ask doubtfully.

'I'm serious, let alone being pregnant this way so the style we do fits. Besides being good to avoid pressure on my distended stomach this position is also able to control the depth of penetration." I clearly.

" Do you know where?"

"And I am the Racain, I also know of Mr. Goggle's." I said while hugging him.

Due to exhaustion I was also lulled in his arms.