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CHAPTER 137

"Mas why?"

"Head Mas is sick .. twitching," Ibra complained as she threw her body at Kanaya's side.

He had just come home from work, they had returned home earlier given the decent office distance if they lived in the main house.

The content is growing, and of course a little difficult to stand. True said Lorenza some time ago, 7 months is the same as carrying the burden of family, especially in the age of the womb is more than that.

"Where are you having a fever?" kanaya asked while sticking the back of her hand on Ibra's forehead, the man was just closed while leaning on the sofa.

Just this time his head felt unusually heavy, he ate the wrong thing or how. It's hard to move, just standing up takes some time. But seeing her husband like this, the woman also did not have the heart.

Just about to leave, Ibra restrained his wife's movements. The man feels the same in fact, for that if Kanaya wants to prepare medicine or other Ibra prefers to ask for help Ningsih only.

Give as much attention as possible, because to force yourself Ibra will forbid it. While he was still able to stand, as much as possible Ibra did not want to make his wife difficult.

"Mas .. Mama came."

"Hm, continues?"

Since Abygail's marriage took place the relationship between mother and child is indeed getting better. Ibra did not want to give any restrictions because he realized it was not his right to break the silahturahmi.

"Keep this love, he said let his birth be smooth."

Ibra frowned, a bracelet that she believed was made of stone coiled around Kanaya's wrist.

"Mitos from where?"

"Ih doain really why, myth."

His emotions are as big as his stomach, Ibra misspoke so his fingers are ready to land on Ibra's lips. Kanaya did not accept the protests at this time, since some time ago, all she had in mind was fear during childbirth.

"Jeez, Kanaya ...."

Ibra gaping, seenteng that fingers his wife landed on his lips. Though indeed such a thing according to Ibra is a mere myth. Some things he may believe but related to that he did not accept it.

"What's? Pakek glared, Mas think I'm afraid of that?"

Wrong again, even though Ibra was only shocked not glaring. The man was completely cornered, his headache seemed to disappear instantly.

"Speek what? My eyes are like this, Nay."

It is not wrong, and also the eyes of Ibra is so shaped. Kanaya alone is too hot, big emotions like her stomach now.

"You're not really from anywhere, are you?" search Kanaya with her sharp eyes, in addition to being grumpy she is also easily suspicious. Just because a woman forced her way in a few days ago thinking Ibra was her ex-husband back to life, Kanaya grew more vigilant.

"No, Nay .. ask Gavin if you're not sure."

Not less sure actually, Kanaya just upset. Recalling how the woman screamed hysterically and asked Ibra to come home while her husband did not know the woman at all.

Taking medicine with a not so good feeling, the pain in his head even seemed to disappear. Kanaya does not let her husband out of sight, usually the man often steals the opportunity and disposes of the drug.

"Mas," called Kanaya in her soft voice, indeed his wife's anger was erratic and unpredictable.

"Yeah, why? You're not comfortable, Nay?"

When he saw how his wife was, there was absolutely no sign of him being uncomfortable. Kanaya put her feet up on the table, and it seemed like she was fine.

"No, I'm afraid how will I be born? kanaya asked to look at Ibra with eyes that condense, undeniable since her fear was indeed only that.

"Through here, do you know, Nay ... his days, Mas."

"Oh well, don't hold it either"

Ibra pulls the corner of her lips when Kanaya brushes her hand, just because Ibra touches her precious asset Kanaya back inflamed.

"Are you the question why? Hm?"

"Fear it, Siska said that the stream was_"

"Shhuttt!! Don't listen to Siska, I told you it won't hurt as much as you imagine."

It was like he was kicking that woman named Siska, since yesterday Kanaya said the same thing. Fear because of Siska's opinion and always about Siska.

"You're a man, you know what it's like" said Kanaya, staring at Ibra, who can now only sigh slowly.

"Then how is Siska? Did she ever give birth? Not yet, dear."

The crystal granules in her eye patch were now unstoppable, Ibra wiped them gently before her cries became. His heart was as soft as that of the wife even though the desire to sew Siska's mouth was still overwhelming.

"Trust me, everything will be fine when you think well, Kanaya."

Tbc

This afternoon, this is how it was, later on. I feel busy because of it, ⁇ ️