Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

335. Bleeding After the Battle

After the departure of this house mama became quiet, indeed mama was often in the room, rarely out just in the living room or in the family room. However, it still feels like one less in this house.

Arga is still in mourning even though mom has almost a month left us. Who would not be sad if the mother left even though the figure had once left her?

Often Arga looks daydreaming while being alone, there is my role to always accompany him.

Because it was better, although he often ran to the room and save the picture that has been getting better, the picture of his longing for his grandmother. He looks stronger than his father.

Arga did not come out of his study, came home from work and took a shower, and greeted our two children briefly. He looked very tired, but the work was so piled up that it was forced to take him home, that he had already done for these three days.

"Pa, is it still busy?" I asked after opening the door, he was typing something on his laptop.

"Eh, I'm not done yet. What was? Need help?" tanyakanya. With a slow step I approached towards him. A little embarrassed and lowered his head.

"Nothing, it's still long?"

"Lumayan, at least another hour."

"Oh."

"Why?" asked Arga again with a frown deep. I shook my head again and got closer, removed Arga's hand from the laptop and sat on her lap. Arga looked confused at my behavior.

"I'm still at work, honey." He grinned from his tired face.

"Can you just skip, right?"

The smile was back up.

"Why? What was? Wanna wipe his back with white wood?" ask her. I nodded slowly, a little annoyed at her question. Insensitive!

The big hand I placed on my stomach, the baby movement inside was already strong and kicking that big hand.

"Great movement. Isn't it sick?" ask Arga.

"Liinu."

She fluttered my negligee until the large belly was clearly visible, Azka's stretch mark line was faintly visible due to this large belly. Baby's kicks and movements are strong and clearly visible, funny according to my husband. Arga is happy to see the movement of the baby without being blocked by clothes.

"He kept moving, like another caper with his father. If in tengokin he was happy times, yes," he said with his oddness and mischievous cling to his eyes. I am happy with him who understands.

He slowly laid me down on the bed, making sure Azka was asleep in her place. Azka's mattress was near us, still wearing a fence so she wouldn't fall to the floor while asleep.

"Aman is it?" arga said, raising the blanket to cover both of us.

In the blankets we struggled, sweat was clearly all over us, she was very good at moving around without hurting me or our baby, it felt like the struggle in pregnancy was more fun and we did it more often than when I was pregnant with Azka. More delicious also until I was satisfied many times in one struggle. Sometimes if I feel unsatisfied so that at dawn I ride on it. Hehe 🙈

The sound of tired breathing was heard very clearly, several times saying my name until we both agreed and got the same pleasure.

"I want to work again, yeah."

"Don't, lah. Just sleep, time to work, it's night too." I sniffled, hoping he would accompany me to bed.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you to go to bed, but I'll be back in the study, okay?" the door, I nodded. Can not force also if the work he is very urgent and must be completed immediately.

For almost ten minutes I tried to close my eyes, there was pain under my stomach. A subtle snoring sound was clearly heard in the back. Arga, who he said wanted to return to work, had fallen asleep. I pulled the blanket, got closer to my husband and hugged him.

"Akh!" hisisku endured the pain. If usually the effect of our fight will not be this painful, it feels like this waist also feels hot and achy.

"Honey," call me Arga.

"Hem, what? Can't sleep, can you? Here I hug," he said in a weak voice, his hands grabbing my body and hugging it like a bolster pillow.

"No, I'm sick. The stomach" I whispered. Arga immediately opened his eyes and jumped up.

"Eh, what pain? Did I go too fast?" asked Arga scared and worried, I shook my head.

"I guess not, anyway. Do I want a baby?" I was confused, this pain was exactly like the time of giving birth to Azka yesterday.

"Eh, isn't there two more weeks?" asked Arga, stroking the stomach that moved strongly.

"Yes the name of the lahiran will when it can also, Azka aja take the star first a month," I said annoyed. I took the negligee on the floor.

"Come on, it's blood!" arga exclaimed which made me quickly turn my gaze on the bed. Is correct. There's blood on there.

"We're going to the hospital!" he said, then quickly got off the bed and picked up his pajamas.