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CHAPTER 136

"Mas, behold," complains Kanaya pushing Ibra who had been lying on her thigh and facing Kanaya's stomach.

At Mahatma's request, the two now rest in Kanaya's bedroom. The room is not as big as their bedroom, but it feels very comfortable. Kanaya also missed him after a long time of not being in this room.

"How should you go?" ibra asked innocently looking at the pouting face of Kanaya.

"Yes there, sleeping pillow packs can."

She's pregnant but Ibra's acting. If some pregnant women out there often bother the husband, another case with Kanaya. He never made Ibra any trouble at all, which was quite the opposite.

"The desire is here" he said, showing eyes full of supplication to Kanaya, hoping that she would not mind as this position was very comfortable for Ibra.

"Pegel, Mas .. It's been an hour you've been like this, said he wants to sleep until now has not been sleeping," grumbled Kanaya because he really felt annoyed by Ibra's previous promises.

"It's going to sleep, Nay, but sleepy where ya .. from earlier Mas also wait."

He spoke without sin while stroking his wife's stomach. Instead of staying away the man drowned his face there. Feeling out of way, the woman pulled Ibra's thin mustache suddenly.

"Aarrghhh Kanaya .. sick."

Almost ignited in emotion, she rubbed the top of her lips many times. Kanaya laughed discordantly despite feeling a little guilty, she understood that it must be very painful.

"Hahaha wrong myself, I want to sleep too .. not you doang."

To be honest he was sleepy, sitting and leaning in so Ibra could sleep while looking at his stomach was an incredible sacrifice. The one in his stomach alone was quite tiring plus now Ibra joined the act.

"Hm, yaudah is sleeping."

Staring at his wife who took a lying position, Ibra immediately closed the room curtain to create a question in the mind of his wife.

"Mass? Why are they closed?"

"Look, sweetie .. We're going to sleep."

Glare said he? Since then the curtain was open and he did not complain of glare or anything like that. And now when Kanaya was also about to sleep, Ibra just thought of such a thing. He was suspicious, and the woman could not trust an Ibra.

"I won't do anything, promise."

Understanding his wife's gaze contained a sense of suspicion, Ibra immediately made his wife a little calm. He closed the curtain because of the glare and did not want to make Kanaya sleep so uncomfortable.

"Don't be kidding, Mas .. I can faint you know not."

Wanti-wanti before Ibra in action, although the game dominated Ibra still he is tired. Kanaya is too much energy today, Abygail party which is said to be simple in fact luxurious enough to make him tired because the guests are actually focused on the content.

The praise, as well as the greetings from some people who were not just one or two were impossible for Kanaya to ignore. Of course she should be civilized like a young woman who appreciates someone older.

"Geez, it won't be Kanaya, it's sleeping there."

He was not angry, nor disappointed nor despair. Ibra understands the situation and if she imposes it is equally torturing. Unless Kanaya will, Ibra will never refuse.

Sleeping in her husband's arms, listening to Ibra's heartbeat was the most calming thing for Kanaya. The man repeatedly kissed his forehead, not infrequently also Ibra play the beautiful hair Kanaya. Dependence even she was willing to let go of anything in her hands if by her side was already Kanaya.

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"Be careful, Nay .. let Mama aja, later splashed the oil."

Khaira is upset when Widya takes over Kanaya's job, which is busy frying fish there. He had tried to get attention by doing something else, but in Widya's eyes the more dangerous was Kanaya.

"Ehem, Brother Naya ... How many months has it been?"

Kanaya did not mishear, Khaira actually eyed her with the call of big brother. With a face that good, as if it was really good and very good.

"Li-five."

For God's sake, Kanaya wasn't shy or hesitant. He just slightly forgot what his gestational age was, if asked why could it be? Yes, he forgot.

"Five what seven? You're pregnant first."

"Navigel ...."

Widya cuts off Khaira's words, the woman does not really know the place. Kanaya was just acting normal, she just smiled wryly at Khaira's statement.

"Five, Ra."

Completely ordinary, he did not have the strength to serve Khaira further. He is here only for Mahatma, not Khaira.

"Ooh, kirain already seven .. because it's so big, after all I don't know if you've been married how many months it's content."

In actual pain, Kanaya's heart was sliced upon hearing that. However, he understood that not everyone accepted how he was. Kanaya refocused on dinner this time, no matter what kind of despicable gaze Khaira had on her stomach.

"You'd better call Papa with your husband there, than you did, right?"

Widya also spoke, if previously she might let the insults Kanaya accept. But for some reason so seeing Kanaya at this moment, her heart ached by itself.

Kanaya's face is exactly that of her when she was young, and seeing her now pregnant daughter, Widya feels that she is flying into the past when she was pregnant with Kanaya.

"Mama what the hell," grumbled Khaira then passed away, with a step stomping on the floor and Widya understood if her stepdaughter was in a struggle.

Only she and Kanaya are left, while her new daughter-in-law is still in the room and Widya doesn't want to tease her first.

"Don't think of ucapa Khaira, you understand for yourself how he behaves, right?"

Kanaya nodded slowly, the mother asked for understanding, not apologizing and was angry with Khaira. But it's okay, at least Kanaya can feel how soft a mama is.

"You wait here, let Mama call Ibra."

"Don't, Ma .. Let me, usually he's still in the shower." It's nothing, he was just worried if the mother desperately called Ibra, instead found a scene that should not be.

"Aren't you tired of going up and down?" widya asked frowned, with her stomach and body shape so Kanaya had to walk up the stairs and it was quite tiring for Widya.

"No, Ma .. said the doctor I have a lot of movement, can not be sluggish."

Just the smile he gave, Kanaya did not change. Still like the old Kanaya, who was obedient and spoke softly as if afraid of her anger.

Sorry, Mas .. I wasted our daughter for decades.

Staring at Kanaya's back, she must somehow be grateful for Ibra's presence in Kanaya's current life.

Tbc