Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

God's Gift

I woke up at half-five in the morning. Get down slowly from the bed so that Ridho does not wake up. Walk a little slack towards the bathroom. My chest was slightly pounding when I opened the pregnancy test kit that Ridho bought yesterday.

I read the phrase 'Basmallah' before dipping the thin object into a can of urine. For a moment I closed my eyes. I leave the results to the Powerful.

Two minutes later, I opened my eyes. The two lines that were originally faint were becoming clearer. I opened my eyes wider, not believing the work of the testpack. Is the result really positive?

There are two lines there. I am thankful to say in my heart. I opened the bathroom door so there was a gap to see Ridho. My husband looks good in his sleep.

I also sat on the edge of the bed. Ridho woke up because of the sudden movements I had caused. His sleepy eyes were forced to open. I put my face as flat as possible.

"Why you?" ask her with a frown.

I just shook my head slowly. Ridho seemed to be trying to gather his consciousness. Seeing his wife still, he got up, and sat down beside me.

"The result is negative, huh?" tanyanya while holding my finger. "Ngga papa, really. Let's try again later." Ridho comforted me with a little joking.

With great difficulty, I held back the smile I wanted to expand. I finally can't hold it anymore. It was so hard to keep the happy news when he saw his face turn grim. I slowly took the pregnancy test out of my pajama bag. Ridho grabbed that thing from my grasp.

His eyes widened when he saw the results. "You pregnant?" ask him with passion.

I nodded and gave Ridho the best smile. The tall man grabbed me in his arms. I had a little trouble breathing because of the tight hold.

"Sorry .. mas very surprised and happy."

"Yes, dear Masku .. congratulations yes .. hopefully this time can hear the call of the father of our son."

"Aamiinu. Thank you, my dear." Ridho kissed my old forehead.

I drowned my body in his arms. No tears on the cheeks. Ridho uttered a sentence of gratitude over and over again.

For a while we were silent in the position of hugging each other. Ridho raised my head when he realized my sobs were heard. I can't help but feel the haru that's bursting.

"Why you?" Ridho wiped away the tears on my cheek.

"I ... I did not expect, Mas ... God loves another chance to get pregnant now."

"Don't say that, dear ... God believes you mean."

I can only nod. A sense of happiness pressed on the chest. However, I tried to put it down, a little traumatized by the miscarriage six months ago.

"Oh yes. We don't have to come to your show, do we? Kadonya Silvi. They must know how you are."

Although a little disappointed not to go, I tried to understand Ridho's feelings. He must be afraid of anything happening to me. I don't want to be reckless again this one pregnancy.

"Yes, Mas. I'll call Silvi."

Before contacting Silvi, I gave Mom happy news first. It doesn't seem fair, there are other people who know about my pregnancy before Mom. I took a breath when I heard Mom answer my greetings.

"I'm .. pregnant again, Mom."

"Oh yeah? Congratulations, son .. Take good care of your content. Don't move much yet."

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Mom."

"Yes, Honey. Tomorrow or the day after, I'll be there, yeah."

"Ok, Mom."

I also decided on the call after Mom answered her greetings. My mother's face suddenly heard the news of my pregnancy. Of course he was happy because he only had children only wayang all this time.

Ridho came out to buy our breakfast this morning. He won't let me cook. Storing again the materials I took out of the refrigerator when I saw me in the kitchen. My lips curled up a smile watching his back move away.

I grabbed the device at the table. Type a message for Silvi. I deleted the good news that was almost delivered.

I better call, ah. Let's be more surprised for Silvi.

"Assalamualaikum, Baby."

"Vaalaikumsalam. Sorry, Sil .. I didn't go to Rena's wedding."

"Well ... Why, Beb?"

"You sick?"

"I'm .. I'm pregnant again, Sil."

"Huh?" Silvi was silent for a moment. "Really, Beb? Congratulations, yes!" Silvi's voice sounded enthusiastic.

"Yes, Sil. Thanks though. Gift for Rena I take to your house how?"

"Let me go samperin, Beb. You wait at home, OK?"

"Deh .. well really. Thanks, Love."

"Tumben friendly?"

I heard Silvi's voice sounding jutek. "I'm pulling again!"

Silvi laughed. "Basic gaje!"

We chatted for a while. I turned off the call when Ridho returned home. He carried many packages in his hands.

"A lot of it, Mom? Who's it for?"

"Make you, donk! Finish!"

"Deh .. Two servings can still be ... Five servings? Could break my stomach, Mas!"

Ridho. "Finally yesterday mas see you really excited to eat it. Love for Silvi pas between gifts."

"Oh yes. So fit. He wants to come here he said."

"Well, can we relax!"

"Yes, Mas. We're eating, yuk!"

I took the cutlery on the shelf. Move the contents of the package to the plate. Ridho bought a variety of breakfast. Nasi uuduk, vegetable lontong, also hodgepodge.

This breakfast was different than usual. Ridho repeatedly looked at me and smiled. I rolled my eyes, a little uncomfortable looking at her behavior.

"Why, anyway?"

"Ngga .. ngga papa," he said with a smile.

I let out a breath. It seems like Ridho was so excited about my pregnancy. In my heart I pray, may our baby-to-be be safe until the birth.

After breakfast, Ridho asked me to rest. He wants to take over the housework today. I also sat in the living room while occasionally teasing her.

"Which is clean, sir."

Ridho who was initially pouting, long laughed because of my ugliness. I kissed her cheek as Ridho mopped the floor. There was actually a sense of unbearability, but Ridho really did not allow me to help him.

Every passing by in front of me, Ridho smiled as he ruffled my hair. Sometimes we rub each other's cheeks with anxiety. I followed Ridho's game even though we felt our behavior was much better.

After accompanying Ridho to finish all the work, I decided to take a shower. Ridho is still resting unwind. I hugged her body when I came out of the bathroom.

"Well, well ... what do you want to do hug, huh?" ask her in a nosy tone.

Pardon, deh! This guy can't be touched a little, like nosy talk.

I pursed my lips in anxiety. "That's okay, Mas. Just sorry to see the soy sauce, that's."

The sharp-eyed man laughed. "Are you nervous, he replied? Ga kecapean, really. After all, you've been doing everything every day, used to it, haven't you?"

I can only smile at his words. Ah, my husband can please me the most. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve to be his wife, I can't be the best.

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