Replacement Ribs

68. Losing Your Self-Confidence

Feeling bored having to wait for Tristan in his study, Kirana approached the table Nabila. Her assistant was busy with a pile of files on her desk. But his face did not show any saturation.

Nabila turned out not to change. He never felt burdened with everything that became his duty. If in the past Nabila never mind being burdened with the many tasks of campus activities, now Nabila was seen enjoying even though his work piled up. He seemed to be enjoying his life.

"Hi, Na! Bored inside?"

Kirana nodded lethargicly. "When is the meeting done, Bill?" tanyanya.

"Geez! It's only been half an hour."

Half an hour passed by Kirana to wait for Tristan to finish the meeting. I don't know how long. But Kirana felt that she had spent a lot of time in her husband's office.

"Who's meeting, Bil? How come you're not coming?"

"Just like marketing kids. Sales are down again. He must be horned in the meeting room."

Kirana. She did not know how killer her husband would be if he was in the office. All he knows is that Tristan fired two employees who were found to be gossiping about him.

"Emang Mas Tris fierce if in the office?"

"Mana ….Nana…. Cook didn't know your husband was a ten-door refrigerator. Don't ask me what kind of anger it is."

"Yes, anyway. But now the freon's over.,"

Nabila also chuckled. "Means he ngisi freon first when leaving for the office," he always replied with a thin smile by Kirana.

Kirana tapped her fingertips in a rhythm with the ticking of the clock. The more I wait, the longer it feels. Kirana also opened her dress. Swiping the screen without knowing the purpose. Because his desire to be active on social media is now reduced. Kirana felt lazy as she lazily as her stomach now looked big.

"Bil, you know what? What is the ideal girl according to Mas Tris?"

That question made Nabila stop her work.

"Aren't there any more strange questions than that?" sahut Nabila's. "You are already Bang Tristan's wife. No longer want to pedekate. What is the ideal girl according to her?"

"Yes.want to know. You know what, I married her for?"

Nabila sighed softly. "OKs. I told you. Bang Tristan likes bohay girls. That's a lot of bulge but not fat in the belly. You've seen his first wife's picture, haven't you?"

Kirana remembers Elita's posture. Which has a large chest and a body that contains but is not classified as fat. Maybe because of Elita's tall body so looks attractive. What's he doing?

"Sorry if you're insecure because you're fat now. But my advice, give birth to you do not diet, Na. Just need to lose a little weight. Don't be too tight as you were when you got married. Bang Tristan doesn't lust look at flat girls."

Some time interfere with Nabila's work time, the person he was waiting for came with a big smile. It seems Nabila's guess that Tristan was angry in the meeting room was not right. The man's face did not show if he had just vented his anger.

Kirana picked up her bag after Tristan took her to the hospital right then and there.

"I'm first, Bil."

"Yes, don't forget to go home for lunch. Titipin, Bang Tristan."

"Yes." Yeah." It's so easy to bribe Nabila. Only with a food treaty, all his curses are guaranteed not to leak into Tristan's ears.

Tristan drove his car to a hospital not too far from home. In addition to checking the content, they will also survey the room for preparation for childbirth later.

"Mas, I'm like a swollen elephant, right?"

Tristan gave a rough sigh. That question was asked by Kirana three times this morning. Not counting yesterday and before. He was also confused as to what to answer. If it says according to the facts, then it is certain that he will be silenced again by Kirana.

"Let's learn her name is pregnant too. Why don't you trust yourself, anyway? Later if our child is born can be arranged to eat," said Tristan finally.

Tristan did forbid Kirana to reduce the portion of food. As long as it was within normal limits according to what he knew. This is not the first time she has been pregnant with her husband.

The car stopped at the hospital parking lot. Kirana refuses when Tristan offers her a wheelchair. He wants to fight his laziness.

After pocketing the queue number, they wait in the womb poly. Kirana's gaze was fixed on the wave-haired woman sitting alone in the waiting chair.

"Mas, it's not Silvia, is it?"

Tristan turned in the direction designated by Kirana. He took his wife's hand to the empty bench beside Silvia.

"Sil!" greet Tristan while dropping down on the chair.

Silvia looked up. "Eh, Mas, Kirana?"

Kirana nodded hearing Silvia say her name for the first time.

"on your own? Lucky where?"

Silvia. Seemed hesitant to answer Tristan's question. The woman's face was suddenly sad despite trying to be covered with a smile.