The Love Between Two Countries

Someone Goes and Came.

"This chest tightness is dear," Azharin told Bernard, amid sobs as the ground began to drop stockpiling his mother's body

"I understand. I'm sorry love."

Later that night, Azharin got all the stories. Azharin wanted to protest with the way her brother and mother thought. She didn't know if her husband knew. Armian agreed to cover up to avoid Azharin's disappointment. But Azharin realized that everything had happened and he was also guilty by the way he thought at the time.

On the second night after her mother's departure, Bernard said, "Barbie, you can stay here first if you want to. I'll pick you up later."

"What's wrong?"

"I have to go back, there's a problem in the office." Bernard felt guilty, but he had no other choice either.

"No. I'm coming home, baby. I'm not strong here on my own without you" Azharin said slowly. Bernard felt Azharin was extremely depressed and fragile.

"I'm sorry Barbie. I have no choice but to go back and allow you to stay here longer." Bernard dyed Azharin's crown.

"No need to feel guilty, I thank you. You have done a lot for me. I choose to go home with you, baby."

"Aren't you better stay here for a while Rin?" asked Sonia when Azharin said she would come home tomorrow morning.

"No. I'm stronger next to my husband."

"I'm sorry Bang, I still feel all like a dream. I think near my husband, I'll feel a lot better."

"alright. Brother understands what you feel. I think you're right. Think of it as a dream and don't hate your mom anymore. Everything my mom wrote in the letter was proof of her feelings for you. Take it and if you're ready or you miss it, open the letters."

"Yes Bang. Alright."

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On the fifth day after returning from Indonesia, Bernard found Azharin lying in the living room. He just got home from work. It's still day. Bernard has promised to have lunch at home. Bernard has been returning to lunch since his return from Indonesia.

"Brance ...."

"Brance ...." Bernard patted Azharin's cheek.

Bernard lifted Azharin up and laid on the sofa. Bernard called his doctor.

"How's it?" bernard asked when the doctor finished checking.

"Well to the hospital." Doctor's advice to Bernard. Azharin had regained consciousness and she said she was very dizzy and her vision suddenly darkened.

"Is she pregnant?" bernard asked guessingly.

"It can be."

The doctor asked for Azharin's monthly cycle, and Azharin did not feel late for the month. Bernard still intends to take Azharin to the hospital.

After being checked, Azharin was two months pregnant. Regarding him still bringing monthly guests, it was no problem diagnosed by a doctor. There are certain cases so even sometimes up to the first three months.

The doctor prescribes vitamins. According to doctors, Azharin's content is healthy and there have been no obstacles of any kind so far.

Arriving at the apartment, Bernard unceasingly kissed Azharin's cheeks, forehead and crown.

"Thank you dear. You brought me a lot of happiness. I'm so happy to have you."

"Are you so happy, baby?" asked Azharin who was sitting on her husband's lap.

"Are you unhappy?" bernard asked back.

"I'm happy, baby. But I'm afraid my son doesn't get the love whole."

"What does Barbie mean?" Bernard did not understand the meaning of the words of Azharin's statement.

"I fear his fate as much as mine." Azharin's voice was shaking.

"That's not gonna happen Barbie. I promise you."

"You are very busy, and will always travel on business. We'll be neglected." Azharin refuted Bernard.

"Hmmm," Bernard muttered while stroking his chin. Azharin was still leaning against Bernard's chest.

"Is this your complaint all along for my busy life?" bernard stroked Azharin's head.

"Yes. But I don't want to make you trouble."

"I have an idea. I'll take you from now on."

"Where have you been?" azharin said he was still leaning his head against Bernard's chest.

"Anywhere. No matter how important my business is, I'll take you Barbie."

Azharin looked up and looked at Bernard. "really?"

"Really my Barbie."

"If you lie, I'll keep you quiet for as long as I like."

"I'm taking it."

"Is it because of this kid that you're starting to change?" asked Azharin while gently rubbing her stomach.

"I think you're starting to hit the war drums, baby?" bernard said with pursed lips.

"Look baby, your papa is easily upset. Will he always be upset if we interrupt his work hours?" azharin asked the baby.

"I'm not upset, baby."

"You're upset, baby. I know for sure." Azharin harassed her husband. Bernard realized that Azharin wanted to provoke his irritation. Azharin hadn't done it in a long time.

"I know you're happy too sad Barbie. You're harassing me on purpose, aren't you?" bernard said softly.

Increasingly, Azharin felt Bernard was understanding and considerate. Azharin hugged her husband again. "You're right, baby. I'm happy and still sad about what just happened" Azharin said honestly.

"Cry once again Barbie. Then smile and be happy with me."

Bernard believes that Azharin is Bernard's mother. "Now?"

"If you don't mind, baby." The sedu sedan was still heard by Bernard amid Azharin's reply.

"Let's go. We gave this happy news to Mama."

Azharin got up and headed for the room. She washed her face and applied white powder and gave a little lipstick on her lips.

"I'm sleepy baby, I want to take a nap." Drowsiness.

"Sleep. I'll wake up at mom's."

Two and a half hours drive, they arrived at Bernard's parents' house. Bernard had told his parents when Azharin slept.

"Barbie .. I miss you so much" Barbara said as she ran to hug Azharin.

The little girl's steps were hampered because her uncle first took Barbara into his arms. "Darling, you can't hit your belly. Inside there is your sister-to-be" whispered Bernard.

"Really uncle?"

"It's really dear."

"I'm sorry Barbie. I didn't know before. I promise to carefully embrace you. I miss you so much." The girl said seriously.

Bernard lowered his nephew and Barbara hugged Azharin. "I miss you too, baby."

"Are you still going to love me, Barbie?"

"Of course baby. You're my favorite prank."

"Let's take a meeting in Ara." The grandmother asked her granddaughter gently.

Still on the porch, Azharin hugged her mother-in-law. "My mother is very sad but I am also happy."

Emilia was a little confused. He's been getting word of Azharin's mother's death. But he did not know with the intention of Azharin who said he was also happy.

"Mama is sorry." Emilia hugged Azharin fondly.

"Let's go in, baby. Glorya was waiting in the kitchen. She's cooking your favorite cake."

Emilia took Azharin straight to the living room. Azharin was headed to the kitchen. It looks like Glorya is carrying a baking sheet. He copied the cookies into a plate.

"Didn't you want to hug me, Glo?" said Azharin look more spoiled on Glorya. To Azharin, Glorya was like Sonia in her eyes.

"Oh, honey, I'm moving this for a second."

Glorya hugged Azharin fondly. "I'm so sorry."

"Thank you for your words and your love for me." Azharin returned to heart. Glorya felt a slight difference with Azharin's melow attitude. He thinks because Azharin just grieved.

"Let's go, baby, we're back in the living room. I've made you a special drink."

Azharin joined the Bernard family. This afternoon they enjoyed a handmade snack by Glorya.

"Mom, I'll have a sister." Barbara said with her mouth filled with cake.

Glorya was shocked and Emilia looked sharply at her daughter. Glorya looked like she was shaking without understanding.

"Not from mom, Grandma. But, from Barbie." The tiny index pointed at Azharin's stomach.

"really?" asked Emilia happily.

"Certain Ma. It turned out that my wife was two months pregnant" Bernard replied with a radiant face.

"Am I going to have a grandson?" ask Azharin's father-in-law.

"Pa, whatever it is, I'll be happy." Bernard snatched quickly. His father noticed Bernard's sharp gaze asking for his father's understanding.

"I'm sorry, son. I'm too excited and don't think about your feelings" said Azharin's father-in-law sportif.

"Yes Pa. I don't have a problem. Whatever the gender, we will love and take care of it with all our heart. Isn't she darling?" azharin's point of view shifted to her husband.

"Sure Barbie. You won't forget what I said, will you?" Azharin smiled sweetly.

"We will also love and be happy to have it." Emilia.

"Thank you everyone. I am so happy to be in the middle of this family. Thank you for accepting me." Azharin brought back tears. His feelings are so sensitive.

"Don't cry Barbie. I'll love my sister." Barbara's little index wiped Azharin's tears.

Azharin smiled as she rubbed tears on one of her cheeks. "Thank you dear."

"I'll also take care of my sister Aunt." Rodney promised seriously.

"Yes dear. Thank you yes. Be a good brother to your brothers." Bernard advised his nephew affectionately.

"Of course Uncle. Uncle don't worry. I'll be a good brother to my sisters."

"How about we go for an afternoon walk?" proposal Barbara.

"Not today little girl. You're tired." Glorya commemorates her little daughter.

Barbara glanced at Azharin, and Azharin agreed to the girl's mother's words. They laughed at Barbara's condolences, "Well, today I gave in to Barbie, for the good of my sister-to-be."

"Thank you princess" Azharin told Barbara.

"But will it not be possible to shop at the shop down the street?" show Barbara spoiled.

"Okay, honey, go to your uncle, because I don't want my money to run out." Azharin. Barbara quickly turned to her uncle and winked.

"You're talented to be a blackmailer, baby." Bernard gently nudged Barbara's forehead which indeed chose to sit in the middle of Azharin and herself.

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