
Since Ditya is experienced, if the wife is pregnant it is recommended not to have sex. He let Zara sleep with Dee for the last few weeks.
Like tonight, Zara is still in bed with Dee who keeps sticking to her.
"Aww . ."
Zara's sleep is interrupted when Dee's leg accidentally kicks her stomach.
"Dee, mom's stomach hurts. Dee wake up !" The kid's still good at not hearing Zara's moans.
Ditya entered by chance wanted to take Zara back to the room, because it had passed the first trimester.
"Why are you ?"
He saw Zara grimacing in pain.
"it hurts, it looks like my stomach is cramping."
Not wanting anything to happen, Ditya takes Zara to the hospital. Let Dee take care of bi Mia's nanny.
"you must be strong Zara . ."
Ditya muttered waiting for his wife who was still being examined.
"how is Zara ?"
Dr. Rahman had just come out with a face that Ditya could not guess.
"Zara's condition is very weak, she has to bedrest Dit. Lucky your baby survived even though there was a hard enough impact."
She was grateful that Zara and her future children were okay. But what does it mean from the impact, if Dee had kicked while sleeping. He wanted to feel angry, but Dee was his own son. It's better for Ditya to see Zara inside.
"what time is it, Dee who is it ? He must be ready for school."
That was the first word that came out when Zara came to her senses.
Only his son is what he thinks. Even Zara forgot that Dee had kicked her stomach while sleeping.
"please, bi Mia is used to keeping Dee."
"gold I wouldn't want to be so far away from Dee if she was taken care of by a nanny. I'm afraid there's some distance between us."
The strong reason that Zara has been holding fast. Why he was willing to undergo his busy life taking care of Dee.
Zara doesn't want Dee to consider herself just a reluctant serial mom to take care of her.
"just Ra, while you're here."
Dita tried to convince his wife.
"in that case, I want to go home now !"
Inevitably Ditya must obey Zara's compelling wishes. Though Dr. Rahman suggested Zara in the care.
"mrs . ."
Dee welcomes Zara who arrives home just as she is about to leave for school.
"I'm sorry, baby, you can't get your school supplies."
"it's ok ma, Dee wants to be big.
Sorry ma if Dee sleeps do not want diem, hopefully baby sister is fine."
Ditya sighed hearing his son's words. Sure enough that Dee had kicked Zara's stomach while sleeping.
"Dee let's go, Mr. Halim is waiting."
Ditya pulled Dee's hand and led her into the car.
Dee opened the glass and waved her hand at Ditya and Zara.
"Why is your face, are you angry ?"
Zara sees Ditya's change in attitude as she asks Dee to leave immediately.
"From now on you can't sleep with Dee anymore. I don't want you why Ra."
The look on Zara's face was suddenly sour, not understanding why Ditya forbade her to be close to Dee.
"mas you didn't say the wrong thing ?
It's the same way you keep us both away. This is not his fault, I am weak. Blame me and don't make Dee a victim."
For the first time Zara was angry at her husband, she went inside without thinking anymore.
"why, why should I stay away from Dee ? Don't you want me to take care of her, so why should I be a wife and mother to her ?"
"listen to me Zara, I didn't mean to do that. Dee has sleep habits that are not good for your health. Please understand, after all we have to get Dee to sleep on her own."
Ditya followed Zara to the room, he still had to solve the problem to the end.
"mas I know your reasons are like this, you can't wait to do it right ? Am I a tool to satisfy your needs ?"
Zara stared intently at Ditya's eyes, her pregnancy hormones making Zara's emotions quickly rise. He doesn't even feel angry.
"i'm no hypocrite Ra, that also includes the reason you should sleep in this room again."
Ditya begins to kiss Zara's lips which become more seductive when angry. Continuing to demand his wife reply, Ditya had not done so for a long time.
"hmm . ."
Zara's moans started to sound as their tongues started to move wildly.
Ditya's hands began to re*as two twin mountains belonging to Zara that grew bigger because of his actions.
"well, it's true that you just want my body hmm . ."
Zara could not help but hold her mouth to get lost.
Ditya stopped his action, he looked at Zara full of question marks.
"i love you Zara."
His whisper was in Zara's ear with a hot breath of hunting.
"mmm . ."
Ditya's mouth is now busy sucking pay*dara Zara. She was always lulled by the touch of her husband.
Slowly but hotly, their romance occurred after a long time of restraint for the baby sister who is now 4 months old.
The pleasure is felt simultaneously by both. Ditya never let Zara feel it first.
"take my orders, baby, I'm your husband. Don't want you why."
Said Ditya who was still hugging Zara from behind, he just nodded his head according to the sign.
That night there was little change for both Ditya and Zara's household situation. Dee also learned to get used to sleeping on her own without waking her mother.
Zara kept her head in Ditya's chest in search of comfort.
Although Ditya slept a few times smiling, it was possible to dream of something beautiful.
For this time Ditya will never waste someone who has sacrificed for him.
Only a pardon he hoped that all his past mistakes could be forgiven by God.
"mas wake up !
let's pray in the morning."
Zara who had taken a bath woke up her husband.
Ditya squirms trying to open her eyes, she smiles when she sees Zara wearing a mukena.
beautiful and shining, baby she can't touch it.
With a feeling of excitement in the morning Ditya walked towards the bathroom.
a happy smile adorned Zara's face, seeing Ditya slowly draw closer to the creator.
"is this happy ending mas ?"
inward Zara always thinks about things that are far from the word safe zone. He always prepared himself to be ready to face all the problems in his household.
Both finished performing the morning prayer service.
looking up to make do'a and hope for a better life.
"I love her, please don't separate me and her. Let us stay together in joy and sorrow."
the strand of do'a that Zara spoke in her heart while raising her hands.
"Forgiven all my sins, make me a good priest and father to my little family. Amen . ."
"Amins . ."
Zara kissed the back of Ditya's hand which placed his ladder over the sweet potato snag wife.
"I'll make breakfast mas, please see Dee in the room."
Ditya nodded with a smile then Zara came down with a heart. He doesn't want anything to happen to his body.