Sense of Sense

Fluctuating

Safira hissed then bellowed when stomach cramps suddenly struck him. With eggan he opened his eyelids slowly while trying to move his body that feels stiff.

“You okay, Fi?”

Sapphira had no energy to respond to Ashqar's question, her consciousness was still in the process of refilling. Assisted by Ashqar, he tilted his body to the right. Instantly the pain and heat stoned each joint in her pelvis, making Sapphira bite her lips slightly.

“Kram? Or sister kicking?” ask Ashqar, rubbing Sapphira's pelvis.

“Kram.” Netra inline Sapphira glanced at Ashqar, though there was nothing she could see in the dimly lit state of the room. “Sorry to make Mas so wake up.”

“No, I haven't slept,” said Ashqar, turning on the headlight. “I take warm water, want?”

Safira. Both of her eyelids closed again, enjoying the gradually lessening pain. Luckily Ashqar's swab on his pelvis can always be a panacea.

“Udah delicacy, Mas.” Safira stopped Ashqar's hand movements, then changed her position again to be able to look at her husband's face. “Kok, Mas haven't slept?” he asked, reaching out and grabbing the side of Ashqar's face.

Suddenly, Sapphira felt full when she looked at Ashqar's tired face. He recalled the last few months, since the pregnancy is getting older, Ashqar sleep hours become messy and his work piled up because he had to accompany him stay up late.

Sapphira touched Ashqar's eyelids carefully then switched to her slightly black eye bags. She has a very understanding husband. I don't know how many lucky women like her, maybe only a few of what Safira could have expected.

“I just finished checking the bookkeeping. What was? Do you want anything?” ashqar asked, grabbing Safira's hand which was on her face for her to kiss.

Safira. “I'm sorry I used to stay up every night.”

Hearing Safira's sad tone made Ashqar frown. However, after that he landed a deep kiss on Safira's right cheek. “This pregnant mother is the most difficult to guess her mood,” she said, looking straight at Safira's eyes.

Ashqar then kept his phone on the nightstand and lay down while rubbing Safira's stomach. From his palm he could feel their tiny baby moving agilely.

Silence enveloped the two in a soothing warmth, accompanied by harmony at midnight also a subtle exhale of Sapphira.

Ashqar glanced at Safira. His wife had fallen asleep as a baby, her chest heaving with a slow rhythm that made her heart ache. The independent Sapphira is a figure that Ashqar greatly admires, while the spoiled and sensitive Sapphira is the person who makes Ashqar increasingly fall in love with also the confusion.

The memory of Nita's request made her feel indecisive, she was afraid that Safira was thinking badly about it. His Istir which is basically easy to conclude that something is increasingly becoming - so since his pregnancy entered old age, And Ashqar did not want to take risks with the mood of Sapphira that he was difficult to guess.

“If Mas glimpsed me continuously, for a long time his eyes can squint.”

Ashqar jerks. “You haven't slept?”

“Near.” Sapphira opened her eyelids and then tried to get up from lying down with the help of Ashqar. “I feel someone is watching from earlier so can not sleep.”

Ashqar fell silent, taking a seat opposite Safira. While massaging his wife's legs, he composed a proper sentence to tell her about Nita.

“What's up, Mas?” safira asked as Ashqar remained silent.

“Why?” safira asked, subconsciously raising her tone. “Two days ago he said he could, really. Then why also do Mbak Nita have to call Mas? Normally, ‘kan, he calls me?”

Sapphira's response was almost as Ashqar had anticipated, but she was still shocked. After catching his breath, Ashqar took a hand of Sapphira for him to hold.

“It looks like his schedule is crowded, earlier on the phone he was also like he was getting ready to go out of town. Then if the problem is why Nita called me, it's because ... he said that his management asked him to keep his status secret also Zain.”

“Ke ... napa?”

“Nita is now on the rise, maybe her management thinks that her status will affect her image and her current popularity,” explained Ashqar, staring straight at Safira's bead. “Nita called me because she didn't want you to think and worry so she asked me to say.”

Sapphira scowled, brushed off Ashqar's hand and folded it over his chest. “Keep if he asks mas who said, why don't I think what?”

Ashqar refrained from smiling. However, Safira's adorable-looking expression teased her all-out. While glancing at the sleeping lights, Ashqar cleared his throat. “But you do not panic or think this is excessive. For myself, the most important thing is that Zain is safe from the effects of his popularity for me, Nita, it doesn't matter. What do you think, Fi?”

“Mas is right, the most important is Zain.” Safira quickly changed her facial expression. While continuing to justify Ashqar's words, he arranged several pillows around him. Make a nest, according to Ashqar. “Ya already, later I make a new schedule again if Mbak Nita is not busy.”

“You're not angry?”

Safira frowned. “Anged why?”

“Nita phone me.”

The wrinkle on Safira's forehead deepened. However, it did not stop him from making a comfortable nest. “I'm not jealous, if that's what I'm worried about. Indeed it should be the thing that concerns Zain, Mbak Nita talked first with Mas. Zain, ‘kan, your flesh and blood,” he explained, slowly lying back on the bed. “Yah .. as long as no neko-neko aja, sih.”

Ashqar looked at Safira with a pleasant sigh that was bursting. The corner of his lips curved high hearing Sapphira's words, his chest felt warm. Sapphira could have occasionally praised him as an understanding husband just because he carried out the task of being a standby husband, but Ashqar felt just the opposite. His wife had an understanding and a spaciousness of the outside heart.

“Love you, Darling.” Ashqar kissed Safira's forehead and then lay down beside her, ignoring the confused look that Safira threw.

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Last chapter today 😌

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