Sweet Story In Spring, Trouvaille

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While Joelin just received every treatment her husband was with a heart that almost jumped out of place because he was happy. Mickey always managed to make him feel so loved.

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"Mike, don't go inside. I can do it myself." said Joelin while looking at her husband seriously.

"Don't protest dear." Dave opened the car door and got off. Half-run the man immediately opened the door for his wife.

"Pak wait a minute, I take Joelin inside." Mickey said to the supi, the man's Indonesian language skills have been much better.

While guiding his wife and treading carefully, Mickey escorted Joelin to their room.

"You have a rest" Mickey said, sitting Joelin on the bed.

"Mickey.." Joelin protested in frustration at her husband's overprotective attitude.

"Hi baby's.. Appa works first, please take care of Mommy. Okay?" mickey asked as he gently stroked Joelin's stomach.

"The doctor said Mickey can also do activities as usual. I can't be the one today."

"Darling, you don't keep protesting" Mickey asked as he stared worriedly at his now pregnant wife's face.

Mickey immediately grabbed his phone and dialed a number.

"Sir, you can rest today. I'm at home to Joelin" Mickey said before disconnecting the phone.

"Mickey?" Joelin protested when she heard her husband's decision.

"Your gynecological age is almost nine months, baby. I don't want to take any chances."

"But Mickey, it's still almost nine months. That means it's not going to be born yet, right?" joelin asked considering how the doctor's directions they visited this morning.

"But the doctor has reminded us to be aware, right, baby? even though it has not been nine months, can the baby be born today? Two more days and nine months." Mickey said, hugging his wife's body.

"You're so stubborn you know that."

"Yes sorry." while peeping Joelin's head. The kiss did not stop there and went down to the forehead and the entire face of Joelin until it finally landed on the lips of the pregnant woman.

Like a man who lost his mind, Joelin was passionate because of her husband's tender treatment and affection. And come back, Joelin's aggressive on Mickey. I don't know since when the bodies of the two have not been wrapped by a thread.

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Mickey clutches Joelin's body sweating from exhaustion. The woman mebciba rearranges the rhythm of her breath that still sounds hunting, like running out of a race.

"aaaargh.." cried Joelin suddenly.

"Why? ask Mickey to worry."

"Shocked. He was frenetic, very active." replied Joelin as he buried his face in Mickey's chest that was plain naked.

"You are, make your husband afraid." complained Mickey while stroking the head of Joelin.

"Why? you think I suddenly gave birth? How could it be Mickey." seduced Joelin.

"Yes-yes it's up to you. Take a shower so you can wear clothes." suggested Mickey who was worried his wife would catch a cold if eventually left only wrapped in a blanket.

"I'm sleepy." refused Joelin.

Mickey relented and let the wife enter the dreamland. Not to forget the man wrapped his wife in a blanket and held her tightly as if afraid a little wind just hurt Joelin's body.

After being satisfied to see his wife's face linger, Mickey also fell asleep. Hugging Joelin. It turns out that the act of skipping work today is not in vain, at least he can spoil Joelin all day.

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"Mike... Mike... Get up baby." call Joelin while shaking her husband's body slowly.

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Mickey just squirmed quietly without even opening his eyes.

"Mickey... Wake up?" Half shouted while rocking Mickey's body with both hands.

"earthquake? An earthquake?" Mickey suddenly woke up feeling his body shaking violently.

"Honey, there's an earthquake." Mickey said as he pulled Joelin in his arms trying to protect his wife. It seems like the man is not fully aware yet.

Joelin turned her eyes because she was amused by her husband's behavior.

"Forge or mode?" joelin asked while pinching Mickey's stomach.

After loosening his arms, Mickey immediately turned his head toward his stomach that had been pinched by Joelin.

"There was no earthquake Mike, already ah hugs continued later. You take a shower there." said Joelin, pinching Mickey's cheek in anxiety.

"Oh. okay." Mickey replied aware of the circumstances.

The man then went to the bathroom, while Joelin chose to wait for Mickey while drying her hair. Joelin smiles happily every now and then, remembering Mickey's worried face when she suspected an earthquake had occurred.

In the bathroom, Mickey moves extra carefully and extra quickly. For some reason, suddenly his feelings were very uncomfortable, like something bad was going to happen. While rubbing his body with soap, Mickey tried to throw fret in the heart.

After taking a bath Mickey immediately exited the room and put on his clothes. The man realized the existence of the wife who was busy drying her hair.

"Here I help" Mickey said as he grabbed a hairdryer from Joelin's hand.

Mickey then helped Joelin with the business of drying his hair, while repeatedly peeping the top of the head of the wife.

"Good thanks" said Joelin after her hair was dry and finished being combed by Mickey.

"Now change yes." Joelin then stood up and told Mickey dududk to change position with him.

Now both of Joelin's hands are busy drying the hair on Mickey's head, while the man just sits with a smile happy smile gets a sweet treatment from the wife.

The hair drying event is over. Joelin puts the hairdryer back in place, while Mickey climbs onto the bed and grabs his phone. The man still felt that something was stirring in his heart, but having no idea about the feeling Mickey chose to ignore it.

"Have you heard from Mark?" joelin asked as she followed Mickey to the top of the bed.

"Not yet darling. How're you? Is there a response to the messages you sent?"

"Only read." replied Joelin.

"Sama, me too."

"May Mark be well."

"Yes, honey. But you're sure what we saw on TV yesterday was Mark?" mickey asked as he looked at Joelin hesitantly.

"If it wasn't Mark, who else had that face?" ask Joelin.

"Well, I don't know, baby."

"The problem is why Mark's face is in Indo, that makes me more curious." murmured Joelin.

"You're right. Mark where the hell, this child's tumben did not reply." said Mickey worried.

Author POV (Mark is next to Mickey, Joelin. You read a novel called "Flower Flowering in Summer, Trouvaille 2" so you can find Mark's trail.)

'crutches.kruk..' Joelin's stomach sounds.

"You hungry?" ask Mickey.

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Sereal is dear. It's in the fridge."

"I made it up." Mickey moved out of position.

"Thankiou." Look at the husband who has walked out of bed.

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Mickey carried a tray containing a bowl with cereal and a glass full of warm milk. He put on a sweet smile, ready to greet his wife. Mickey had just arrived at the door of the room, when his gaze was interrupted by Joelin's position.

"JOELIN.." screamed Mickey half-running over to his wife lying on the floor whimpering in pain. Mickey placed down the food he had brought with him carelessly.

"Mike.. hurts." sobs Joelin restrained.

"Hold it, baby. Hold on for a second.." pinta Mickey while running to grab his phone.

"Sir. Please come home now. Help me get Joelin to the hospital" Mickey said hurriedly to someone across the street.

With a swift, Mickey immediately held Joelin's body. Half-run the man took his wife out of the room. While Joelin was still whimpering withstanding the pain that suddenly attacked all over her body.

....author POV

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