She's My Husband!!!

Shopping

It rotates over a very long time and repeats the cycle of life. Like the earth circling the sun, that is how man lives by His decree. Even if we plan for the future, still leave room for the pleasure that tomorrow is beyond our will. And fill that space with confidence. So that we can understand what is happening outside of our planning, is best according to His decree.

Time continues to run until it does not feel Davina's pregnancy is approaching the estimated day of birth. Only two weeks left and Harris will be legal as a parent. To complete the happiness awaiting the birth of their child, it turns out Harris has prepared a house for them to live in after the birth of their child. 

Three days ago, they had held a simple thanksgiving for the new home. Only family, close friends, and some new neighbors attended the event. 

"Darling, are you still angry?" harris asked closer to the wife who was busy with her phone.

"Tau ah, think for yourself." he replied.

Harris rubbed his head roughly, almost frustratingly confronting Davina who was angry with him. 

Don't blame Davina this time, because Harris is the trigger for their problems. About the new house, Davina only found out if Shafira contributed to the purchase of their house. He knows because Shafira herself said it during the ceremony yesterday.

"You're sorry, but Farhan is also coming." Harris again put on a hard face.

I know I'm looking for my own house.

Inner Harris was sorry.

He forgets that Davina is very jealous, especially when it comes to a woman named Shafira. But the idea just came up, Farhan the man did have the acquaintance of a property owner. And Shafira, Harris invites her to get an opinion on a house that Davina might like because they're fellow women. All that he did because he wanted to give a surprise to his wife.

"Mas also explained the reason, right?" 

Davina looked at her husband with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "Whatever the reason, I still do not like to involve Shafira. I knew I didn't like him." 

Harris nodded, getting closer to Davina. "I'm sorry for being disappointed, making you uncomfortable. I promise I won't involve anyone else." Harris took Davina in his arms.

Davina returned the husband's embrace. Harris' decision involving Shafira did offend him. She just doesn't feel like a wife. Though he also wants to be involved in the process of buying a house that they will live together. Yes, although Davina admitted, she really likes the interior design of the house that has been chosen for her. 

After taking off their embrace, Harris pinched Davina's nose in a fit of anxiety. "Let's not frown, what if we shop for items for baby dede?" 

Sure enough after hearing Harris's invitation, Davina's face became a sumringah. Shopping is a hobby for women, right?

"Come, Mas!" said excited. 

After kissing Harris' cheek, Davina passed towards the room in their new home. She will be ready to go with her husband.

While Harris was still in his seat, smiling while shaking his head at the behavior of his wife.

"God, zaujati." 

Can Harris be fascinated with his own wife? 

He got up to catch up with Davina to prepare. But his activities had to stop when suddenly his phone rang. He grabbed a cell phone lying on the table. 

His eyebrows frowned when emblazoned with a name on the screen of his phone.

"Shaffira?" 

Did the woman suddenly contact her?

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Now Harris and Davina have arrived at a shopping mall. Not only the two of them, but Diandra also went with him. Harris took the initiative to invite his sister-in-law because he thought Diandra would be very helpful to Davina later. There are a lot of things that they will buy for the baby.

His feet slowly stepped towards the place where he sold complete baby gear. After entering the store he was spoiled with a variety of baby equipment that is very funny and adorable. Starting from clothes, baby accessories, toiletries, cutlery, baby bed, stroller and so forth.

First, Davina heads for the baby clothes rack. He smiled as he touched a tiny shirt in his hand.

"My niece is a boy, sister? Let's easily find the reference," asked Diandra, there were two pink and blue clothes in both hands.

Davina glanced at the sister, then picked up the two clothes. Making Diandra conclude unilaterally.

"So, my nephew is a twin?" he said he was too quick to draw conclusions.

"What the hell, Di, do we have twin genes?" emphatically.

"Who knows, it's exciting if there's a twin family." 

"Yes, tomorrow you are pregnant with twins, Di. Hope your husband has twins." Davina chuckled at the thought.

"Oh, not that too many times. I could have a belly as big as a Cappadocia balloon. Duh, so horrified to horrify him." Diandra shook her head as if she did not want to, Davina just smiled at the behavior of her sister.

The relationship between the brothers is getting closer. Not as far as when they attach importance to their individual egos. Perhaps their closeness is both intertwined due to circumstances that are able to mature it. Davina who will soon give birth to a child, and Diandra who had long wanted a sister to accompany her solitude when at home, was not realized considering the age of her parents had stepped on the head of five. It was like a breath of fresh air when Davina was declared pregnant.

"Have you finished yet?" said Harris approached a pair of brothers who had been busy chatting.

Davina patted her eel, nothing yet. She glanced at the groceries brought by her husband.

"All you?" she asked Harris who was nodding by her.

Before shopping, they both had divided the task to shorten the time. Davina is in charge of choosing clothes, bedongs, and all accessories. While Harris is in charge of buying toiletries, beds, stroller and so on.

"Just sit down, yeah, I'm not done yet." Harris nodded.

While Davina immediately focused on sorting out the clothes that would be worn by the baby later. It does not need much, if necessary it will apply a system of washing, dry, wear. The baby will grow up quickly.

"In, try to find some clothes kutung suitable for boys yes." said Davina who was immediately embraced by the sister.

Not how long Diandra has got some clothes Ikung requested the brother. Not only is it blue he also chose some other colors so as not to be monotonous, he thought.

After getting the desired item, Harris immediately paid him to the cashier. When they finished, they went around for a while.

Davina and Harris walked hand in hand, followed by Diandra behind her. Look, now the girl is like a bodyguard. 

The three of them entered a restaurant in the shopping center. Previously Diandra got word if Bimo was also there with Askya. They stopped for lunch because they had entered in time.

"Harris, here" said Bimo, waving his hand, telling him his sitting position.

After seeing Bimo's instructions, they immediately headed for the table occupied by him. Bimo's condition is much better. Yes, even everywhere still requires the help of a wheelchair.

"Shopping for a rame-rame" he said after the three of them sat quietly.

"It's shopping for supplies for the baby's dede." Davina replied while pointing at some paper bags.

Bimo nodded his head understandingly.

"What do you want to order?" Davina looked at the restaurant's menu book. Until the choice fell on a menu that seemed very tempting.

"I want this," he pointed.

"Just like this," 

After ordering the food, they chatted. Starting from the development of Bimo's health after returning from the hospital.

"Oh yeah about when are you the baby, Davina?" asked Askya, the girl was apparently very enthusiastic.

"His birthday is two weeks away. But the doctor said it could be forward or backward." 

Askya smiled, "Hopefully the birth is smooth, Davina." 

"Thank you for that, Askya." 

From a distance, it was seen that someone was watching the movements of the five of them. His hands that were leaning against a wall clenched firmly when he saw them laughing happily. His anger seemed to soar to see the scene in front of him.

He smiled cynically, "Ck, just look. Your happiness will not be long," he said while confirming the location of the sunglasses he wears. Then he covered his head with a black hoodie. Putting both hands in his pocket and walking arrogantly. 

He left there with his old grudge.

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