Reunion After

Effort Loves you

Pov: Vest

I am very happy with Widya's pregnancy. From my first marriage, I have not been blessed with a successor. But I really love Gandi. My love for him is sincere, not contrived to take the child's heart.

I work with passion. There is a positive aura that always follows me. Whenever I have free time, I always call Widya. I stared at his face for a long time until he became misbehaved. Sometimes I am tickled myself to remember my behavior. We are no longer a young couple, but we love doing things like young people. So what? Our souls continue to feel young.

Gandi and I agreed to make the queen at home and our hearts feel comfortable in this pregnancy. I know he is no longer young. The obstetrician also explained to us the risks that could happen. Many times, Widya can experience gestational diabetes, gestational hypertension, pre eclampsia, eclampsia, miscarriage, to the occurrence of down syndrome. The doctor also explained that we were pregnant at the age of four heads prone to disability.

Why is there such a terrible risk? The quality of eggs and cells****** will decrease with age. Sometimes the chromosomes that develop are not really healthy chromosomes. Food, vitamins, and the environment all affect. So, as much as I could keep our home environment from being exposed to secondhand smoke, I looked after the food, and reminded him to take vitamins every day.

Of course Widya already knew first, and she chose not to tell me. He felt that this was not to be thought of, because he thought God was working according to the prejudices of his servant. I smiled and hugged her as my wife echoed that line.

"Well, this is Gandi to make avocado juice without sugar. Just a little honey. Drink it, Mah. Banun avocado fruit is high in folic acid, and folic acid is important in pregnancy to prevent the occurrence of defects in the brain. Really true?" Gandi thrust out the juice while me and his mama were relaxing in the living room.

"Thank you, Honey. That's right, what Banun said. Don't forget to thank you for giving me important information, Gan," my wife replied.

"Oh, alhamdulillah, means fitting that lesson mbak Banun really literate, not sleepy. He-he-he." My eldest son is very good at joking.

"Tomorrow we're swimming together, huh?" I offer safe exercise for pregnant women.

They nodded. Until this moment, my affection for them was overflowing. I don't regret leaving the job I love. I am happy with them.

Gandi and I split the task in terms of cleaning the house. Widya folded her clothes and prepared cooking spices for food. Gandi sweeping, washing dishes and mopping. I was drying clothes, cleaning the bathroom, wiping the furniture and watering the plants. For ironing business we leave it to Londonry. Wash cars and motorcycles we leave at the showroom only.

Not all must be done alone, dividing some of the money for business actors is also necessary. That's all I can share, because Widya does not want to use ART services. He does not trust people easily. That's why we decided to split the task.

Time management is very important in this regard. Therefore, sometimes we work at night so that the morning does not accumulate too much.

"Package ..." The screams of the package in front of my door were heard loudly. Gandhi quickly opened it. Give it to me because I ordered the package.

I asked Widya to open it. The first package contains vitamins for pregnant women, I know in the practice there is, but what is wrong with buying a better and complete content? The second package contains pregnant bolsters, this item will be used if the stomach is already bloated. Third package I asked him to open it in the room only. I'm ashamed that Gandi is with us.

"What is it?" widya whispered to me.

"See for yourself, and try wearing it. The buruan go in there. I'll take it from behind."

Widya's facial expression was full of confusion and curiosity. But he also went into the room. Sandy gets a call from her friends. He asked him to play ball on the field.

"Not late at night, Mom. Have you prayed ashar?" my many.

"Already, Pah. Yes, Gandi knows. Assalamu'alaikum." Pempitannya.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

I locked the door. Then followed my wife who was already in the room. I saw him trying on that suit. I know she's pregnant, just relax, I can still control my cravings. Unless Widya's teasing me, it's another. Ha-ha-ha.

I held her waist and rubbed her stomach. "Pregnant like this, why the more beautiful, anyway? Hmm?"

I kissed her long hair. He turned to face me, put his hand around my neck.

"After the puerperium is over" I said confidently. He laughed when he heard it.

"I wear it now ah, adem the ingredients. You are smart, my. When you choose, there is no model?" tanyakanya.

"There is no to, Yang. I've always been famous for being smart, my friend. How the hell? Time forgot?"

He pinched my stomach.

"Don't wear it now, afraid I'm out of control. The atmosphere is supportive, yes! Gandi playing ball with his friends." I tried to cover up my nervousness, I swear I was afraid of being tempted. Fear kebablasan. Although said Widya and the doctor is okay to do intercourse while pregnant. Still, I'm afraid of endangering our child-to-be.

He laughed, then kissed my lips. "Rare you sure you want to?" tanyakanya.

"Don't tease me to, I'm doing this istiqomah."

"Huh? Istiqomah in what way?" Widya looked at me confused.

"Istiqomah in terms of increasing faith so as not to be easily tempted by a pregnant wife. Do you know it or not? Conscious or not? Your beauty is twice as beautiful. Don't ask me yesterday whether you are beautiful or not, look at my words. Okay, Honey?"

He was shaking his lips. Then hugged me. "Thank you, it has given me tremendous love, care, and love. I know you are not a romantic, but your attitude has proven that your romanticism is different. We love you, Pah."

"Either. Thank you for living with me too. If only I had expressed my love for you, maybe I'd have had more children."

Widya tightened her embrace to me, "If you had directly expressed love, you would not have possibly met Gandi. There's no way we'll ever meet again like this. Thank you that we are living. Don't talk like that again, do you?"

I'm nodding. I pecked his forehead very deep. "I'm grateful to have you."

I took her to bed, still wearing that suit. I gave him my arm as his pillow.

"Four months what kind of event do you want?" ask her.

"Ordinary salvation, invite the fathers of the complex the same few brothers. Where do you want to cate?" ask wife.

"In any ordinary place, let me call. Uh, have you learned anything from channel bidankita?"

"I'm following a hypnotobirthing class. I want a normal hand."

I immediately looked at her, giving birth to a normal child at her age who was no longer young? Isn't it safer to have a sectionio delivery?

"Same?" my many.

"Father, Papah. God willing, but help ...," his whine spoiled. I was glad to hear that panjanya voice.

"Help what?"

"The exercise, he-he-he."

I agree to his wish. I know, he must have thought first of things that were horrible to me. Yeah, yeah, just give up. Her science of pregnancy is higher than mine. So, surely he knows better for him and our son.