The Hidden Love

Irritatingly

" hc ... Mas, wake up." Hanum pulled the sleeves of her husband's shirt, continuing to try to wake the Sultan, though the man had not shown any signs of waking up from his sleep, "Mas ..." this time it was accompanied by a loud shudder on the man's shoulder.

" Hoam ..." The Sultan squirmed his body.

" Wake up."

" Yes this is waking up." covered his mouth because he kept yawning, only two hours ago he fell asleep and now, at two in the morning when everyone else was sleeping, he had to give up his sleep due to the actions of his wife, "What's wrong?" tanyanya gently.

" Hungry." Hanum held his stomach, before long disco music appeared from inside there that made the Sultan laugh.

His drowsiness suddenly disappeared when he heard the worms in his wife's stomach drumming. Demonstrated, demanding his right to be filled immediately.

" Yes, come on." Sultan got up, he put his right hand on the nape of Hanum, while his left hand he put it under his wife's knee.

" Want what?" ask Hanum.

" He said hungry, I'd take you to the kitchen." He lifted Hanum's body and took her out of there.

" Yes, but it's not like this either, I can walk alone."

" Already, just open the door, just follow what I said." told his wife to open the door handle.

They also walked down a slightly dim hallway, the lack of lighting because the main light that has been turned off, making the Sultan experience a little difficulty. Walking limped with quite a heavy load on his hands, immediately sat his wife on the bench, as soon as they reached the dining table.

" Wait a minute, let me turn on the light first." The sultan grabbed a light switch attached to the wall, pressed the button and a bright light shone all over the corner of the room.

The sultan walked towards the plate rack, then returned to the dining table with clean plates and glasses in his hands. Di nikya hoods a serving of rattan, then smiles at his wife, pointing at the food in front of her. Giving Hanum the code to choose for himself what the girl wants to eat.

Hanum put down the clean plate that her husband thrust, let out a long sigh and then rotated her eyes. He was indeed hungry, but it felt like he did not intend to eat the food that was in front of him at the moment.

" Why?" the question was successfully raised by the Sultan since he saw his wife's strange behavior.

" It's not good!" the boy, "No lust." put his elbow on the table, then propped up his chin with his palm.

" Eh, haven't eaten yet, I told you so." The Sultan grabbed the empty plate that Hanum had just placed. Then begin to fill the plate with rice and put some kind of side dish on it, "Try first, aa... let's open your mouth, let me bribe." thrust a spoonful of rice into his wife's mouth.

Hanum closed his mouth tightly and shook his head.

" He said hungry, let's eat, pity the baby will starve you know." put the spoon right on Hanum's lips.

" Don't want to" she said softly as she parried her husband's hand.

" This is a gongsonya tripe, don't you like it? just now I noticed you were eating greedily, you even left a little bit of it."

" No, I don't want to."

" OK." put down the plate, took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly. It seemed like Hanum was testing his patience this time, the girl, besides having disturbed his sleep, also made him have to argue at the dinner table, in the early hours of the morning like this, "Fine then." rubbed his wife's stomach, "So, what's the father's son going to eat, baby?"

" Fruit cut it off." replied Hanum.

" Why not say that from before?" The Sultan had risen from there, rubbed the top of Hanum's head, was about to go to the refrigerator and only two steps, his wife called him back.

" Mad." Oh."

" Yes."

" I want strawberries, kiwis the same melons." she asked, spoiled.

" Yes all right."

Sultan opened the fridge door, his eyes were observant, checking every corner of the refrigerator, trying to find the presence of fruit in a special message by his wife. How not, he who was still sleepy had to end his sleep just to obey Hanum's will.

His smile grew as soon as he saw the fruit he was looking for there, he picked it up enthusiastically. Take him to the sink, wash the fruit to ensure its cleanliness before it gets to his wife's hands.

Then he sat down on the bench, his deft hands began to cut the fruit one by one, putting it on the plate.

" Good." The phrase appeared ever since Hanum stuffed the piece of fruit into his mouth.

" Yes eat it."

The Sultan put down the knife he was holding after successfully cutting the last fruit he was carrying. Taking a feeding rag to clean her hands, she began to yawn, her eyes red and watery while enduring the sleepiness that came back to ambush her.

" I'm sorry, because I got your sleep so disturbed" said Hanum on the sidelines chewing fruit that felt so refreshing his mouth.

" It doesn't matter what I do as long as it makes you happy."

" Yes, come on." Hanum led her husband's hand, "This is the last." took the last piece of fruit that was on his plate. " We can go straight to sleep." walk in a hurry to get to the room quickly.

" Save your way, I told you to be more careful, remember baby .. Now you are not a girl. There's a little angel in your womb who currently depends on you a lot. So avoid doing things that could endanger you as well as our future child."

" Yes .. Yes, Mas."

As they walked hand in hand, Hanum clutched in a pampered dress in her husband's arm.

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The dawn is rising, the warmth of the sun appears to replace the moonlight that has been shining all night.

People are starting to get busy with their daily routines.

Hanum, who woke up early that morning, decided to immediately join the extended family at the dinner table. Leaving her husband whom she had seen earlier, she had just entered the bathroom.

" How are you doing, baby?" ask Ratih.

" Good Mi." said Hanum.

" You still nauseous?"

" So?"

" No, the nausea is often sudden, but erratic."

" Yes, then, after breakfast, go check it out at the hospital."

" Good Mi." Hanum nodded.

" From now on, reduce activities that can make you tired." Burhan chimed in, "Grandfather's friend said, you're weak, while there are two fetuses that depend on you, grandfather wants you to be more careful again, take good care of my great-grandson. Grandpa doesn't want to happen again?"

" Huh?" Hanum gawking.

" You had a miscarriage, so from now on, you have to be careful in everything. Don't do anything that could threaten your safety and my potential great-grandson." the old man clasped Hanum's fingers, "Grandfather longed for it, grandpa really wants to be able to spend the rest of my grandfather's life by living with my great-grandchildren. Thank you." grabbed Hanum's head and kissed the girl's forehead.

Hanum smiled when he remembered the silly incident first, but it was only her menstrual blood that penetrated the sheets, but everyone thought that she was a miscarriage. Even worse, the Sultan forbade him from telling them the true events for unreasonable reasons. But, yes already .. anyway now also happiness is really already in sight. Just wait for time, hopefully there are no significant obstacles until the time Hanum gave birth to the baby safely, later.

" It seems that little brat is going to starve me to death." Burhan scolded, "That brat has made us wait a long time, how much longer do we have to wait."

" Grandfather should eat first." persuaded Hanum.

" Yes already." Arya nodded, giving the code to the person sitting there to start the breakfast.

Hanum, which since the beginning of pregnancy can not swallow rice, chose to replace it with pieces of fruit. The stomach will not react if filled with various types of fruit, be fruits become mandatory food at the dinner table.

His hands agilely skinned the apple he held in his left hand, he put an apple, banana and Baby Java orange on his plate.

" Have you eaten an orange?" burhan asked, he even got goosebumps, and instantly felt his teeth ache when he saw Hanum chewing on the piece of orange.

" It's a sweet cake." she chuckled while continuing her act of peeling the apple.

" God! what are you doing?"

Hanum, unaware of her husband's arrival, is shocked when the man grabs the knife in his hand.

" Of course you're peeling an apple, what else?"

" You know what this is?" showing the knife in front of Hanum.

" What am I a baby? of course I know it's a knife."

" You know this is a sharp object?"

" Yes."

" If you know this is a sharp object, why do you still dare to hold it?"

" Geez, I'm just peeling an apple, not holding a samurai and fighting the enemy." Hanum snorted annoyedly.

" So you think this is funny?"

" What's the problem anyway?"

Everyone just fell silent, they were watching over a couple who were somehow fussing over what.

" This is a sharp object, it would be very dangerous if you were not careful to use it." The Sultan pulled the bench next to Hanum, then landed his butt there.

" I told you I was peeling an apple, not playing with a sharp object."

" Same, you'll get hurt later, how about you get your hands scratched?"

" The proof is that my hand is still fine."

" Are you going to keep arguing with me?"

" Geez." murmured Hanum, growing more upset with her husband's attitude.

" You can have the maid in this house peel it for you, or you can wait for me until I come, I can also peel this apple for you." snatch the apple from Hanum's grasp.

" I'm hungry, ask grandpa, he's also hungry waiting for you to finish bathing and dressing up."

" What did you say? dressed up?" looking at his wife, "I'm dressed?" reworked.

" Basic annoying humans." Hanum retreated his chair, got up and then left the Sultan, "It's unclear what the problem is, even angry. It was still morning but his attitude had already irritated me." Hanum muttered as he stepped his foot, returning to the room.

" You too, why shut up, instead of helping me." The Sultan looked at his grandfather and his parents in turn.

" Is a barandal like you in need of help?" said grandfather with a quip, then smiled mockingly.

" Huh?"

" You're overreacting anyway, your wife is just pregnant, not a sick person who can't do anything." Arya, the Sultan's father spoke up.

" I'm just trying to keep my wife and kids safe, is that wrong?" ask Sultan.

" From what?" sahut Burhan, "Of the enemy that lurks? from the danger of criminals? or ..."

" You're all the same." The sultan got up, "Both annoying." and went from there, following his wife to the room.

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