Tears of Faithful Wife

Slowly Grow

Fay looked at himself in front of the mirror. Facing front, back, right, and left. Sometimes turning slowly. His eyes were only fixed on his growing stomach.

He smiled when he saw his growth. Occasionally feel small kicks from both babies.

"Again the play, huh?" fay asked as he rubbed his stomach gently.

Suddenly he felt nauseous. He immediately walked to the bathroom. He took out all the food he ate.

"Duh, he said only in the first quarter of his nausea," complained Fay felt tired of having to vomit the contents of the food he swallowed.

Tok Tok Tok!

"Come in, Mas!" fay shouted from the bathroom.

"It's Ance, Ma'am!" sahut Ance from outside the room.

"Just like Gea, Ma'am!" sahut Gea.

"Just in!" Fay walked slowly out while taking a bath back in bed.

Ance and Gea entered as soon as the door opened. Ance was carrying a large black suitcase and Gea was carrying several dresses fitted to the hanger.

"We started fitting clothes now, Ma'am. Later in the afternoon do not make it complicated. And Nero as well. The 7-monthly event is sudden," said Ance while preparing all the makeup tools on Fay's dresser.

Gea put on a portable clothes hanger, then hung all the dresses he carried on the hanger so as not to tangle.

"Why is it so sudden, Ma'am?" ask Gea wonder.

"Sorry, we forgot to tell," replied Fay feeling a little guilty.

"But calm, we can still make the appearance of Mbak Fay glowing and the most beautiful mommy." Ance smiled confidently.

Today is the celebration of the seven months of Fay's womb. All the impromptu ideas came from Arya, Fay's father. For him to do ruwatan at the age of seven months is important.

Intended to be a filial son, finally Fay and Nero agreed to follow Arya's orders to hold a seven-month womb.

The event remains lively and luxurious despite the preparation is quite sudden. The Adhitama family has people who are accustomed to handling many events, it can be said that experts. It's just so much easier.

It must be hereditary, actually Fay bloody java. Following the request of Arya as the father of the future mother, the seven-monthly event is celebrated based on Javanese customs.

Nero just followed. Everything related to matters of tradition, he did not know because he was accustomed to living with the western style.

In Java, the seven-month-old program of gestational age is known as "tingkeban." The Javanese term derived from the basic word "tingkeb" means close.

That is to say close, as a cover during pregnancy until the baby is born. There is a procedure of watering or bathing the prospective mother by flushing.

The water used is also not arbitrary, coming from seven different springs are also given seven flowers.

The path of tingkeban is led by baby shamans who understand the intricacies of traditional ritual procedures.

During the flush procession, Fay looks solemnly undergoing the ruwatan. The polish of Ance's makeup makes her look very graceful.

Wrapped in rags make it look different, Fay transformed like a Javanese princess native to the palace. Graceful, authoritative, and classy.

During the procession from beginning to end, Nero silently watched Fay's face. "When you look around, your face is very pretty" Nero said.

All this time he was reluctant to see Fay's face too detailed. He just felt immediately wanted to end the marriage he had with Fay.

Galen also secretly smiled happily at Fay's beauty. It just so happened that he was part of the allotment of being a photographer of the event. The chance to take Fay's face he uses to enjoy Fay's beauty.

Among the invitations, sleep was present Albie. Fay specifically invited him. If it wasn't for Fay, it's been confirmed that Albie wouldn't have come.

"You're so beautiful, Fay," muttered Albie who secretly also looked at Fay from afar. Sometimes she smiles a little.

Fay continued to focus on the direction of the baby shaman, going through the process without complaining. If in fact he really wants to rest and fall.

"Lord, let this baby in my stomach form in the form of nothing less. Set a good life for him" Fay said in his heart.

A few hours later, the show was finally over. After removing makeup and stopping clothes, Fay chose to immediately rest in the bedroom.

While Nero was still chatting casually with his father in the back garden. All the guests have gone home, Galen and Fay's father have also gone home.

"Papa hope you can learn to love your wife, Nero. She's a special girl. Moreover, there is currently a seed of Adhitama in his womb."

Nero listened to his father. He smoked a cigarette in his hand.

"The reason for this matchmaking is not because of the promise of fulfilling the wishes of your late mother. The main reason is because papa knows that Fay is the woman who deserves to be with you."

Nero still silently did not respond. Staying engrossed with the cigarette in his hand.

"Believe in Papa," said Danu calmly in a straightforward voice.

Nero opened the door to Fay's room slowly, he did not want to make a sound, later Fay woke up.

Slowly Nero approached Fay's bed. The woman who became his wife slept well.

Nero sat in Fay's makeup chair. Look at him without talking. His father's words made Nero think hard.

Figure out what the female privilege is in front of her. The parade is still less beautiful than Widi. His body is also smaller.

His ability is only in the field of painting. About cooking he is good, Nero admitted he began to be addicted to Mas will be made Fay.

Nero spread his gaze throughout the room. There's nothing interesting to see. There's only one display, a wedding photo.

He played back all the memories from the beginning of the marriage until now. The harsh words, the slap, the coercion he gave Fay.

Fay never once rebelled. It also persists. "There are women like you, Fay. What makes you want to bow with me?"

Nero folded his hands together, his eyes fixed on Fay's sleeping face.

"Your face when stared continuously .. increasingly looks sweet. A typical face that is not boring," muttered Nero smiling knot.

Just this time somehow he couldn't stop staring at Fay's face. It's really fun for Nero.

"Mas, when were you there?"

Nero gasps with Fay who suddenly opens his eyes, asking for her whereabouts like a stalker.

"Just now" answered Nero trying to shake off his nervousness. He also remembered the original purpose of entering Fay's room.

"Your vitamins are left under." Nero pulled a bottle of vitamin Fay out of his pants pocket. In a grateful heart he has a strong alibi about this.

Before going up to Fay's room he took the vitamin in case Fay hadn't slept. He did not have to bother looking for excuses because he did not have the interest to meet Fay.

"Vitamins are deliberately put down, Mom. Let's not forget to drink every meal." Fay sat his body.

Seeing Fay having a little trouble sitting down, Nero rushed over and helped him sit down.

"False, Mas. This oath is heavy."

"What the hell is it?" ask Nero curiously.

"Mas really want to know?" ask Fay to make sure.

Nero nodded steadily. He was really curious as to how much carrying the fetus in the stomach.

"Mas go down, on the kitchen table there's a watermelon. Take it and bring it here. I'll tell you the answer."

Without protest Nero immediately did what Fay asked. Once the watermelon was brought by Nero, Fay asked Nero to take her pregnant corset in the closet.

"Pack that pregnant corset, put watermelon in it."

Nero followed what Fay said. Once the watermelon had stuck to Nero's stomach inside the corset he was wearing, Fay asked Nero to pick up the doll that dropped to the floor.

"It's hard, yes," lamented Nero who had trouble picking up Fay's doll on the floor. Thanks to his efforts, the doll he could take.

Fay asks Nero to walk and sit down. The man could really imagine what it would be like to carry a fetus in the stomach.

"Now, try lying next to me, Mom."

Nero slowly sat his body on the edge of the bed, then slowly spread his body.

"Damn! It's hard!" nagel Nero's. Fay laughed at her husband's behavior.

"Try sitting like me."

"It's very difficult" commented Nero.

"Do you understand the weight of carrying a fetus?"

Nero nodded. He rubbed Fay's head slowly. "Thanks for my fight."

Fay did get a sweet treatment just now. "Together."

Nero smiled at Fay. He salutes Fay's struggle. "You're great, Fay."

Fay smiled a shy smile. Something in his heart seemed to bloom. Tonight Nero really treated himself sweetly. It's very simple but somehow it's a lot of fun for Fay.

"Terrorously loe Fay, just praised the same usual dielus head, already klepek-clepek. It's not an expression of love, just a compliment." Fay muttered in his heart.

But her heart still felt flowery.