The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 147. Sympathetic Pregnancy Syndrome
Chapters 147. Sympathetic Pregnancy Syndrome
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" The poet says Oh, the precious love of gold and jewels. Then I brought love to the soul. The light of the twisting of the gelita.."
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Climate ~ The Truth of A Love)
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Zonk apparently is a word that deserves to be attached to Wisang. The man with narrowed eyes was completely absent once that night.
" I'm sorry, I...." Sekar felt bad, not only Wisang who seemed ridiculous, because their action broke down in the middle of the road, he who demanded to do more, too, now it should be able to dampen the burning waves in his heart.
" Yes nothing, just I want to call downstairs first. You didn't bring a pad, did you?" asked Wisang nervously. His face was already hot, and his head was dizzy. But the man was still trying to pay attention in the midst of the affliction that struck.
" No!" Sekar looked at Wisang grimly. Who knows if this will be so.
" Wait a minute let me call, I'll take a shower too . We'll rest again after this!" Wisang peeked at his wife's forehead, as soon as he headed for the extension phone, which sat neatly on the nightstand next to their bed.
A few minutes later, the hotel clerk in a black white uniform and bow tie perched neatly under his jaw and introduced a pack of narrow bread (pads) to the bridal chamber's occupants.
After saying thank you, Sekar closed the room again. He could see the confusion emanated from the look on the face of the hotel officer, the first night with the headline of a sanitary pad is certainly not a good thing, thought the officer.
I don't know what her husband did, the duration of the bath is longer than the time of bathing people in general. Sekar changed his clothes with a home negligee that he brought, the most comfortable clothes of mothers and their countrymen.
He threw himself on the bed. He moves his hands and feet to form a butterfly wing pattern. While continuing to smile, he felt very happy. He did not expect behind the path of his miserable life, God even pair himself with people who love and protect him.
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The bathroom door was open, Wisang was seen poking out from behind the bathroom door. Sekar was made to swallow when she saw her husband who was only wrapped in a towel limited to the waist.
The body of Wisang skinned sapodilla mature, abdominal muscles that almost look like the embossed durian meat, muscles that are clay-studded here and there, even the size of the arm Wisang, the size of the arm, it could be double the size of his small arm. Making Sekar bristles with a man who many times a hobby snatching his lips.
" How long is it?" said Sekar, while walking towards the closet.
How not for long, your people made me stop in the middle of the road. Forced.
" It's all day standing, really sticky body. So long rub it !" Wisang quibbled while grinning. He was ashamed to admit that he had fulfilled his desire by using his own methods.
" What do you want to wear?" his first assignment as a wife was to fulfill. Serving over.
" That shirt is just like those pants!" Wisang whose hair is still wet is getting handsome. Sekar likes the look of her husband who she values so masculine.
The woman swiftly took the clothes, and the pants pointed at her husband. Not to forget, he took a CD.
" Is this one you didn't ask?" Wisang chuckles when Sekar gives the CD with an ash color that says Calvin Klein.
" This one doesn't need to be asked. If not this, that's why I'm running away everywhere!" said Sekar trying to follow Wisang who has often spoken bluntly.
Wisang chuckled, his wife so quickly adapted to him. Wisang immediately released the light knot of his towel, making his body now plain los. Sekar who saw Wisang naked, he immediately shifted his eyes. Makes Wisang more chuckling.
" Dude!!!" Sekar was embarrassed, soon after he crept into the wide bed so as not to see objects that might even make him feel more guilty, because the red cross blockaded the rate of desire of a husband, because the desire of a husband, and the, on the first night.
The whisper returned to the chuckle. After wearing his clothes completely, the man followed his wife.
" Here, I want to hug you!" with a supine position, Wisang opened his hand so that Sekar entered his deck.
Sekar complied, the woman can now breathe the aroma of soap and fresh body Wisang. " Yes!" sekar said as her husband showered himself with a kiss on the hair.
" Hmmm!" replied Wisang who was cool with his wife's hair.
" I'm sorry?" Just feeling guilty.
" Why apologize, I can still tear it apart tomorrow!" Wisang giggled amusedly. While Sekar became horrified upon hearing the 'splitting' answer'.
" We are sleeping. I'm tired too, aren't you?" after kissing his wife's forehead soft and long, Wisang sleep while holding his wife's body. Although failed to dive into the sea of pleasure together that night, but Wisang did not stop feeling grateful for the happiness they got today. Although Wisang and Sekar also do not know, what kind of transverse aral they will face in the sheets of the next days.
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If two humans who bear the title as newlyweds are being afflicted by the establishment, different from two humans in other places.
" Ohhhhhh!!!"
Abhimanyu's body twitched as the loving fluid sank between the narrow slits of Dhira's. Even the woman, has been successfully made to jump and dart to the highest peak of pleasure ever, many times.
Abhimanyu and Andhira after having their hot romance, which somehow happened, are now sitting on their room pillows.
" Did you still like to be nauseous because of Devan?" tanya Dhira who feels her husband is suffering from strange symptoms.
" Devan's smell is weird, baby, he said he didn't wear any perfume. But it still smells bad!" Abhimanyu felt that he was very uncomfortable when faced with the smell of Devan perfume.
Dhira always stroked her husband's bare chest. Habits he always did, when they finished fighting that night. Forming a strange pattern with his finger, Abhimanyu always closed his eyes because he liked the touch.
" In fact, Mr. Devan smells of perfume can only be kissed from a radius far loh mas!" sergeant Dhira.
" I don't know, baby, but strangely why just the same Devan?" sahut Abhimanyu who now quickly felt the body of his wife. And that heat struggle, repeated again. If Dhira's body is made in a Chinese factory, it is sure to crumble dimly in two days. Remembering Abhimanyu is a man with stamina that seems to have no receding.
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" Daddy?" Dhira opened the door of his room.
She looked at her husband's pale face with a faint sweat on her forehead.
" Is it sick ?" dhira asked with a worried look.
" Don't know Dhir, my stomach is not fine like this?" replied Abhimanyu who snatched the tissue next to his bathroom sink. A moment later he wiped the sweat on his own forehead.
" We're going to the hospital, and we need to check this out!" Dhira was so worried, her husband for some time often complained about the order that was always turbulent.
" Call Richard!" said the now spoiled Abhimanyu to his wife.
Abhimanyu lay down, he felt better if he had been elus-elus by Dhira. " But I made you warm ginger, just like calling Dr. Richard first!"
Abhimanyu was limp that morning, very different from his fiery self when he wrapped his wife's body last night.
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Thirty minutes passed, doctor Richard always prioritized the needs of the Aryasatya family. Abhimanyu who rarely sick, now make the doctor with a handsome face was quite surprised. Has Abhimanyu been exposed to rain and colds?
Welcomed by Dhira, the doker trailed behind Abhimanyu's wife to the second floor of their room.
" Thank you so much doctor, come!" as always, Dhira is always humble towards others.
" Don't talk like that, let him not eat a blind paycheck!" sahut Abhimanyu. Because all this time, Aryasatya's family has always been in a relationship with Richard's doctor.
Richard just popped his mouth, "Can you get sick too?" doctor Richard's lips pulled out his stethoscope. Making Dhira chuckle at seeing the interaction of the two.
" Diem lu, you think what cave creatures can't get sick?" abhimanyu Dengus.
Richard chuckled, as soon as he examined Abhimanyu. "What is feeling?"
" Abi Mas often nausea lo doc, often complaining his stomach is not right lately!" now Dhira who explains the things that often experienced by her husband.
According to Richard's examination and temporary diagnosis, Abhimanyu did not have any serious illness. All matters concerning the basic examination, are also fairly normal.
Ricard looked at Abhimanyu and Sekar in turn. He tries to draw his own conclusions. Intent will convey this to Dhira.
" Gosh!" Dhira was shocked when he remembered something.
" Why baby?" abhimanyu asked, the man immediately changed his attitude to his wife. Makes Richard sneer.
" My doctor stayed a while. I'm going to meet Raka first!" pamit Dhira's.
" Who did Dhir go with?, or am I anther first?" Abhimanyu already felt riled up when it came to the affairs of their son.
" No need, I called Rania to stop by here. I told you that I was sick so I didn't work. Jodhi left with his mother today, because Good wants to send Oma to his friend. So I'll take Raka !" Dhira hatch.
After Dhira closed their bedroom door, Abhimanyu returned to his usual mode." What's the pain?"
Tuh right, the base was the same as your baby. Now it's like this again. Sableng. Doctor Richard cursed in his heart.
" You're sick, I'm so suspicious lest you just excuse me let your bini keep you!" Richard chuckles.
" Your eyes, every morning the stomach b's like it's stirred like this, even you say it doesn't hurt. Nyium di Devan instead change the smell. Not very good. I remember the smell of the perfume, it was like the smell of solar!" Abhimanyu grunts.
" Don't you be the fake doctor, all this time my family's kibulin!" Abhimanyu giggled in amusement as he sneered at his best friend.
Doctor Richard laughed loudly. " Lu why the hell, can be sentimental the same assistant you were. So strong is your bond. I got suspicious before you got married to Dhira, you had nothing to do with that kid!"
" Your eyes Chad!" abhimanyu Dengus. Richard's laughter was loud.
" I gave you a nausea reliever yes, there's nothing to worry about. Your tension and all sorts of things are also normal!"
" Oh yes, you can go!" abhimanyu said with a movement like expelling chickens.
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" Loh Doctor, have breakfast!" Dhira was rather surprised to see Richard who had already come out of their room.
" Thank you so much, Madam Dhira, I have a schedule today!" Richard felt Dhira was very good, lucky Abhimanyu got a wife who sumrambah (friendly) like Dhira.
" Mom can I talk to you for a minute?" Richard who felt that there was a wedge, immediately expressed his heart.
" Can't the doctor, we can talk there, okay?" Dhira pointed at the sofa of the middle room. Maybe Richard's doctor would like to convey the results of the examination he had just done.
" So, ma'am, Abhimanyu after I checked did not have any indication of pain!" richard said in a soft tone.
" So my husband lied?" Dhira frowned.
Doctor Richard chuckled, Abhimanyu may now be doubted by his wife. " Not Mom!"
" Sorry, this is just my prediction. Please remember the last time Ms. Dhira was on the moon. Because if based on the results of my examination that did not find anything serious about your husband, I think Abhimanyu has sympathetic pregnancy syndrome!" doctor Richard's.
Dhira's eyes are perfectly rounded "Sympathetic pregnancy syndrome?"
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