The Sweetest Feeling's

Morning Sickness and Symptoms of Pregnant Women

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"How much oil did you buy?" Daryl stared at the crackle bag on the sofa filled with baby gear, especially telon oil with different bottle sizes.

"Yes, make stock. Wearing period has Anya, later Rania's sister was surprised."

Daryl laughs.

"Would I just buy the factory so we have a lot of stuff like this?" She sat on the sofa while Nania took off her shoes and socks.

"No need to." The woman laughed too. "Why should everyone buy the same factories? You're overreacting?"

"Just so we have more stock." Daryl took off his suit.

"In the mini market is also a lot, just buy. Where can walk or nangkring first while snacking again. If you have a factory and we ask to be sent home, can't it?"

"So there's a reason to leave the house?"

"Yes. Bayangin only if anything we have a factory. Shirts, chocolates, or baby care kayak gini. We can't go anywhere forever."

Daryl smiled as he looked at his wife's face.

"Didn't my son trouble you today?" Then he touched her stomach.

"Not really, just today I mostly eat the same fruit drink juice."

"Why?"

"Look at my food a little nauseous."

"Don't tell me you can't eat?"

"Slightly, only certain foods."

"For example?"

"It looks like the same meat fish makes me nauseous?"

"So, you're just eating vegetables? Like a goat."

"About!"

Daryl laughed again.

"Mama said that when it comes to food, it's mostly just for a little while, and then it's normal again."

"Times?"

"Yes. If the first trimester is all the adjustment. There was nothing before, and suddenly there was someone living here." Nania touched her own stomach.

"Isn't that amazing? How did life begin and everything proceeds to be what it is today?"

The woman nodded her head.

"Keep the matter of this telon oil is the same only in the trimester? Or until the baby is born?"

"I don't know. That question hasn't been asked by Mama. Why why?"

"No, just asking."

"Why, is it good that you smell like this?" Nania paled her face in the neck of her husband.

"Scent the baby is like the most pleasant fragrance, you know?"

"Yes yes, whatever is pleasing to you." They both laughed and hugged each other.

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"Hey, get to work! Don't daydream! Your husband sent you here to work, not leha-leha!" A woman with thick make up again reprimanded her.

While Mirna sighed while closing her eyes. Even though he had only stopped a few minutes after completing all the laundry delivered by several employees in the inn.

"God! Fast work!! These laundry can't wait just because you're lazy! Tonight should be used again because there will be many stay." she said, patting her on the shoulder as two employees again delivered baskets filled with bed linen and pillowcases from the rooms they cleaned.

The woman blew her breath in the air, then moved her hand back to sort out the dirty cloths.

Occasionally he almost vomited when an unpleasant smell was smelled from the cloths. I don't know the smell of alcohol, the traces of vomit and I don't know what else happened in those rooms all day and night.

Suddenly his tears burst out along with his throat that felt choked. As difficult as life is, only this time he experienced it. Especially after he was forced to leave the house because of Hendrik. And this is the worst.

Mirna threw the cloth she had soaked into the washing machine. Then lift the finished laundry for him to sunbathe behind the innsmen. And so on he went through his activities since a few days ago. Which he had to do in order to survive and avoid the violence he had recently received.

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Daryl sped up his pace as soon as he arrived inside the house after finishing breakfast with his parents in the mansion when he heard Nania's voice vomiting upstairs.

And the woman was in the bathroom, pulled out her bowels in front of the closet after she refused to eat breakfast and chose to continue her sleep because she was not okay. Morning sickness this time was really painful.

"Aarrgghhh!" He looked up then rubbed his two wet eyes. Then move to the sink to wash your face after making sure the closet is watered properly.

While Daryl rubbed his back after their distance was quite close.

"Patience, Mommy! It won't be like this" he said.

"Is that?" Daryl massaged his nape and shoulders. Hopefully that will make his wife feel better.

"Hu'um." Nania nodded her head.

"Yes, if you can't force it." Daryl helped him get up.

"Want me to carry?" He chuckles.

Then Nania stretched out her hand and the man immediately raised it easily.

"I told you I had to force a meal. It's like this, right? Eating too much fruit is also not good because you need something else." He took her to bed.

"How many weeks is it now?" Daryl touched his flat stomach.

"No idea, maybe a month?"

"When do you check again?"

"It should be this week, help your therapy."

"Huh, therapy again? See doctor Citra this week?"

Nania nodded her head.

"The doctor's part The image you remember. But the therapy often forgets?"

"What does that mean?"

"The therapy you don't remember, but the doctor's image …."

"Sstt, don't start!"

"Daddy?"

"Hum?"

"Can't you if today's not work?" Nania looked up.

"Why?"

"You want to be home."

"Saturday Sunday I'm home."

"But I want it now."

"Hm …." Daryl sighed then pursed his mouth.

"No, don't if you can't." Nania came down from her lap.

"Today I have a lot of work, Nna." The man said. 

"Yes, I know." Nania also got out of bed and then she sauntered into the bathroom.

"Lho, I guess you're not going to school today?" Daryl reacted when the woman came down from the room while she was ready to leave.

"After thinking about it, I think I'm going to school." Nania put on her shoes.

"Didn't you say you couldn't?"

"Now it's a little bit confusing." Nania took the bottled juice from the refrigerator then poured it into a glass.

"Would I have Mima make breakfast?" bargain Daryl while looking at his watch.

"No need. I am so this is it." Nania took the loaf of bread from her storage, then took out a sheet for her to eat.

"Okay, looks like I could be a little late because …."

"Mm …." Nania shook her hand. "No need, if you want to go, just go. I can ask Rega to pick it up" he said as he chewed the food.

"Regan?"

"Yes, please tellonin Regan, let him pick me up."

"No. I can be a little late and …."

"It's okay. You have a lot of work, right? I'm just a school. Or maybe ask to be escorted the driver papi aja can also be like. And then you'll go away while you're gone." The woman returned to the middle room.

"Are you angry because I'm still working today?" Daryl wonders.

"No, why am I angry? It doesn't really matter?" Nania stuffed the remaining bread in her hand into her mouth, then she chewed it quickly.

"Udah there go. You'll be late." Then he put on his shoes.

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