
" This is the four-dimensional USG of my future son, I'll show it to Tasya later when he comes home " said Angga as to yourself by holding a photo of my USG results earlier by getting into the car.
I looked at that happy face with astonishment.
He looks like a father who misses the presence of his baby.
" Now we're looking for food huh, surely you're hungry right Put ?? " said Angga then broke my daydream.
Which I reply with a nod.
Not long after, we arrived at a Padang rice restaurant that had enough rice on the side of the road when we went home.
" What did you order ?? " asked Angga to me as we sat in the restaurant.
" Eeehm . . . Anything I like "my answer leaves the option to Angga to order it.
" Okay, we order fish head one serving, chicken one serving, rendang meat one serving, fried shrimp one serving ya Bang, along with many vegetables and two iced oranges " angga's message to a waiter who came to record our order.
Oh my God, there's a lot of food in Angga's message.
Instantly I was overwhelmed to hear Angga's order just now.
Not long after, our order came, the waiter arranged it on the table.
It was full of tables in front of us with all the food he ordered
" Can you finish all this food ???" ask Angga with his hermitage
" You eat, you are pregnant and need a lot of nutritional intake "he replied immediately adding some side dishes in my plate.
" I won't be able to spend it "my mouth protested a little.
" It must run out, remember the doctor's message "from now on I will pay more attention to what you need" said Angga then with a tone of spirit once.
" I not only need nutritious food, I also need the attention of my husband that I never get because you are not a real husband for me "say me in a cold tone.
Angga looked at me for a moment, accidentally I was also looking at him.
" I'm sorry, I can't be the perfect husband for you and the father of the child in your womb right now, because of our current circumstances " he replied by turning to the rice that was in front of him.
I was still fixed on the face of Angga who was sitting right in front of me.
We started eating the food we ordered.
I poured all the side dishes that Angga thrust into my plate greedily as an expression of my chest.
" When this child is born and I don't want to give it to you, what will you do to me ??? " all of a sudden I asked that which immediately provoked the reaction of Angga.
" What do you mean ??? " sahut Angga with surprise and immediately stopped his eating ritual
" I also wish for this child, besides I who carry it, this is also my ovaries that are fertilized. Not the flesh of Tasya's brother "sahutku ketus.
" Yes . . . Ta . . . but . . . " sahut Angga stamped
" Can't I just be your second wife and we live together ??? I love this child so much, even though she wasn't born "I said
" But I only want to have one wife, which is Tasya" Angga replied steadily
" I know, for you I'm just a child production machine, I know that. From the beginning I also know, but as this child grows from day to day I love him more, it feels like I can't afford to take him off later "my word with a spell once
" But the agreement in the beginning was not like that Put "sahut Angga
" What agreement do you mean, I never made any agreement with you so that I could get pregnant by way of Insemination this is "my mouthful with little emotion.
" Your mother said you agreed with this Insemination, even she also gave me a statement that you have signed." said Angga who made me very surprised.
" What . . . I never made a statement like that. Even if I were to become an Object like this, I would strongly oppose it, "my words are true emotions
Suddenly Angga approached where I was sitting and hugged me tightly, and kissed my forehead, while I was very surprised.
" You don't get emotional Put, it's not good for the baby in your womb "the message is still hugging me tightly
God . . .
It was so bad this heart, I had long expected this kind of gentle treatment of Angga, but this was all just for the sake of the child I bear not for myself alone.
I shed my tears without being able to stand anymore. It hurts my heart.
God . . .
it is cruel to this not