Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

235. The Idest Husband

I woke up feeling a smooth movement beside me. When I opened my eyes, Arga had just come down from the bed.

"Eh, are you awake? It's only been an hour since you slept, '" he said, dressed.

"Where are you going?" I was confused, without poking at his words earlier.

"To the office, there is a sudden affair. Don't you think I'm staying?" ask Arga again. I shook my head.

"It's okay. Just go, but you haven't eaten, have you?" ask again.

Arga smiled, buttoned up the shirt he finished down. "Later in the office, I have to leave now." He's coming towards me.

Cup.

One brief warm kiss on my lips made me speechless. I feel guilty because I kept him here.

"I'm leaving, yeah. Be careful at home. Don't move much, just in bed until I get home later," he said, clamping my nose.

"Yes, you too. Be careful on the road. Ask the driver not to speed. Call me when you get there, yeah." My love. Arga smiled and nodded. He stood up and picked up his suit hanging at the end of the room. His footsteps that had been away now turned around, approached back and stroked my stomach.

"I forgot. Unfortunately Dad, don't be naughty. Poor Mama. Papa go first. Babay!" whispered it in front of my stomach and kissed it softly.

I saw Arga now go away, disappear behind the bedroom door.

I turned back, pulled the blanket over Gara's body. Until the afternoon before I was still on the bed, not because I remember Arga's words, but because Gara who hugged my neck tightly and made me unable to move awake.

Arga didn't call me, but I was waiting for a call from him.

[How did you not call? It's busy, huh?] ask me in a message I just sent. Before long the tick two turned blue.

[Sorry, Honey. I still have an important client.] Briefly answer the message.

[Don't forget to eat later, yeah.]

[Yes, sure.]

Slowly I shifted my head from my arm, tingling to hold his head for almost two hours.

I can finally wake up too. The sagging blanket I pulled back onto his body. Because it is very good sleep, if calculated it has been almost three hours. However, I had no intention of waking him up. Let him wake up by himself.

I slowly walked to the bathroom, holding back the urge to urinate.

The phone rang when I came out of the bathroom. A little quickly I walked over and grabbed the phone I had stored on the nightstand. Mom called.

"Assynolajet. Yes, Ma?" There was a mother's voice in the distance and she answered my greetings and asked me how I was doing.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. How's your own mother?" my many. Just a few days ago, we were from my mother's house.

"good. Yu, right this month your content has been four months, the plan I want to have a ngupati salvation, Nduk. How's it?" ask Mother. I was silent, not knowing how.

"That's also if you agree, otherwise yes ... I'll do my studies at home" Mother said again.

"Well can't stop, Mom. Have to talk to Gara's father first."

"Oh, yes, I have. You guys talk about it first. If you want, then I'll find someone to help cook and prepare the event" said Mother.

"Yes, tonight Ayu's talking to Arga."

Mother's phone turned off, she said she was going to the kitchen. I'll get a towel and take a shower.

I put warm water in the bathtub. A few drops of bubble bath and aromatherapy I put in warm water. A little tired of this body.

"Ma!" I screamed as I got into the bathtub. The door was knocked hard from the outside. "Mrass shower?" ask the voice again.

"Yes, Mama's taking a shower. What's up, honey?" my question was shouting.

"Oh. There's nothing. Go to the room first, yeah!"

"Yes!" reply shouted. The voice was not heard again until I waited for a while.

I don't want to rush into my bath anyway, because I'm used to bathing myself. Mbak Sari is also usually quick to take care of Gara.

The flat stomach I elus slowly, pleased with my achievement this time. Inside here is my baby and my husband, a little subtle move that makes me feel very happy now. I still think, seven years I've been married to Mas Hilman, but I can't get pregnant. Was something wrong? Though Mas Hilman can quickly make Hana pregnant.

I took a shower and kept thinking. I decided to stop it because the water was also starting to feel cold.

Phone call from Arga I missed. I just type a message while wearing clothes, before not forgetting the door to my room I lock. Afraid that someone might suddenly enter the room.

[Ma, tonight I'm going home a little late, that's okay, right?] ask in the message.

[Not yet. Don't wait for Papa to have dinner, yeah. You and Gara eat first. Sleep do not dissolve, when it is finished papa will soon go home.] reply again.

[Yes. Be careful.]

That was the only reply I typed for her. In this heart sometimes feel lonely if there is no Arga. She wants him at home every day, but it's also impossible if I tell her to stay home. He also has other responsibilities besides me and Gara.

Me and Gara had dinner alone.

"Where are you going, Ma?" ask Gara to me.

"There's still work."

"Till this night. Usually never until night, either" he said, playing food on his plate.

"The name is also papa people who are busy and also have a big responsibility, so papa can not always go home on time."

"If you're older, because you don't want to be the boss ah" he said while tapping the plate with his spoon.

"Loh, why?" many confused.

"If Gara becomes the boss, Gara will be busy, continue Gara will go home at night, can not take care of Mama same baby grandpa!" it makes me anxious. Though if you think about when he grows up, of course his sister will also be grown just like him. But children's thinking is always different.

"Yes, you are so funny." Her cheeks are padlocked I pinch slowly while I thrust it right and left.

"Sick, Mama!" said annoyed. Her red cheeks she rubbed, her lips pursed funny. Protesting what I did.

"Yes you're funny. Thank you, yes. Take care of Mama and the baby's grandpa." It feels so happy this heart. Although Gara is not my biological child, but his affection cannot be doubted.

"Baby grandpa when the hell is Ma coming out? How come you're not out yet?" ask again.

"Still a long time."

"Yes, but when? Temen Abang already has a baby grandpa, it feels flattering, just yesterday he said it was in his mother's stomach now if picked up taken to school," he said again.

I scratched my head, a little confused about how to explain. There was never any experience in answering something like this.

"Later, Brother. In there too, the cuttings are still very small. Still can't be hugged." Ma'am Sus's voice was heard now approaching towards us.

"If it can not be embraced how will you want to hug his grandpa? It is still very small now" said Sister Sus while showing the tip of her thumb nail.

"Later, if it was as big as a stuffed rabbit had a full brother who was in the room, just deh dedeknya born," said Mbak Sus.

"Ooh, that's it." For nodding her head, albeit with a slightly confused tone. I heaved a sigh of relief hearing Gara no longer ask.

I don't know if Ma'am Sus's explanation can be accepted or not, but I'm a little more calm because someone helped me talk to Gara.

"Already, finish the meal, later learn with Mama," said I who then get a nod of the head of the child.

Because he has finished studying, he has also slept together with Mbak Sari who accompanied him.

I'm waiting for Arga to come home. It's nine o'clock in the night. I became worried about him. Message I sent, asking about his condition. He replied, now he is on his way home. Mercifully.

Instead of many thoughts, I decided to just write. This pregnancy made me a lazy person. This week, it has only been updated a few times. Maybe I'll make my cherry finish sooner.

"Assalamualaik." The sound of greeting sounded after the door of the room opened wide. I turned my gaze away from the laptop and found my husband coming home along with some files in his hands.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Pa, just got home?" I got up and welcomed her hand to kiss her. I took his briefcase, put it on the table where I was sitting. Arga was now sitting by the bed, opening his suit, visible on his extremely exhausted face. Tilted and loose tie indicates if this man has worked very hard.

I immediately crouched down to help open his shoes. However, he held my hand and pulled me beside him.

"No need. I told you, you don't have to open my shoes" he said.

"It's okay, let's spit it out. You're tired, this is my job anyway," I concluded.

"But I don't want to. I need you to be a wife. Not waiters!" said angry.

"Sit down!" point it at the edge of the mattress he pats. His tone was so firm that it made me feel a little scared. Arga opened his own shoes and kept them on the shelf. He went back to where I sat.

"Sorry" he said, taking my hand and kissing the back of his hand several times. The warm feeling of the treatment of the man made me sad because of haru.

"sorry. I didn't mean to snatch you, Yu. Sorry, sorry," he said again. My hands don't stop her kissing anymore.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally snapped at you. I just don't want you to do anything like that. Sorry, huh?" the door pleaded. I smiled at him and nodded my head.

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Sorry Late update. Wait for the next chapter yes, still in the process of typing 👋