Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome

Five Months

Time never stops; seconds, minutes, hours, days and months keep changing, leaving memories stored in memory.

4 Months have passed. I love to be passed by with patience and struggle. Their home starts with new activities. Most often done is to talk while stroking the stomach that starts to bulge.

Stepping on the age of five months of pregnancy, the body starts to contain with the abdomen enlarged. Every time she peels in front of the glass, she will grumble and pursed her lips.

"Jeez ... so fat?"

"I'm being ugly? hix .. hix ...."

"Why not just your stomach, anyway, big one'!"

'Who is pregnant trying? Her husband's time is great'. The sky is filled with small rattles.

"All the clothes don't fit! Every day pack a negligent mulu."

"Tomorrow a new shirt if the old one doesn't fit." Such is the Sky, always responding to the grunts of the wife with patience.

"Then go to the mall."

"Let me buy it."

"Where can you choose."

The sky took a long breath. No matter how the words clash, it is still Clear who always wins. "How come?"

"Look!" Clear the puddle lightly by shrugging his shoulders, and then cross his side.

"Why should pregnancy be that long?! Now 4 months 2 weeks, still less than 4 months more. Hu hu .... Long beut!"

Hearing a clear grunt can be an hour or so, sometimes going in from the right ear and out from the left. If responded, only ended up in vain debate that makes Bening can sulk all day. 'Facing the attitude of pregnant women should be extra patient.'

"Aakhs!" Suddenly Bening screeched in surprise with his eyeballs widened perfectly. The woman pegged in front of the mirror making the sky almost stricken with hangers.

"Why, Be?" Fast movements he approached his wife and held both shoulders. The focus of the gaze leads to the woman's stomach in front of her. Worry if something happens.

"Don't worry me!" rutu Langit shook his wife's shoulder slowly.

"It turns out to be true" said Bening still with a surprised face.

"What really?!"

"Babies in the belly can move. I-I thought I was nervous." Both eyes were glazed.

"Related?" The sky was surprised. Immediately may stick the palm on the stomach Clear. "Nothing. Absolutely no movement," said the sky does not believe. When the palm of his hand was stuck, he felt nothing.

"Take a. He was moving. Very strong." Bening almost cried.

"Be, crying? Did his movements hurt you?" The sky could not conclude the expression of Bening who almost cried because of the movement of his prospective son hurt or because of his feelings.

The Sky's hands rubbed gently. At that time the baby in the stomach Bening back to move, making the prospective father was surprised and widen the eyeball.

"Be, he's really moving. Di-a, kick my hand," said Sky with a stunned face.

"Yes. I'm also nervous."

Their lips instantly flashed a smile. The sky kissed Bening's forehead and immediately crouched down. "You can move, can you, son? I can really feel your kick." The man with the teary eyeballs kissed his wife's stomach. His happiness is not able to be expressed through words. Expressions of gratitude continued to be spoken in his heart.

"So she's a teenager. Are you still cool in the same kick as him?"

"Did?"

Bening chuckles. "Is that a seneng parent really fit in kicking his child? If it's still in the stomach, okay. Well, if it's a teenager. Didn't go straight into the ER right after his kick."

"You're a freak. Yes, I just pointed it at him if his father was very cool when he could move in your stomach. The doctor said, 'Because he's growing well and healthy."

"That's what's specific."

Bening chuckled back. Maybe early in the pregnancy she was so guilty of not wanting her baby. Had terbesit wanted to abort his own flesh and blood, but the passage of time he began to love the existence of his future son. Of course, thanks to the patience and ultimatum of her husband who never stop giving sentences of learning and encouragement.

Even though he himself realized that he had not changed a hundred percent, at least Heaven still remained the same, becoming a standby husband who always accompanied him at all times. Provide physical and mental support.

It was fortunate that she had a husband as good as the Sky. Rela does anything for her, does everything in her power to keep her happy. Never get angry and emotional when asked for this and that. Sometimes she herself was confused, what her husband's heart was made of to have great patience.

Every moment never forget to remind him to take vitamins, take food and feed. Every night never absent stroking and talking to prospective children. Really, the thought of the man was more mature than his age.

"Be" call the sky.

"Hem?" Clear from the daydream.

"I love you."

Bening smiled widely, almost every time he heard those three meaningful words, but he never got bored. His face is always shining.

"Too."

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"So come?"

"Hem. I'm curious. At the end of each month you go to a public funeral. Whose tomb is it?" Women wearing negligee flowers were leaning on the pillars of the terrace of the house, while the cool sky rubbed the motor body with liquid soap.

"That's the tomb of the woman I love the most."

Deg ....

The distended woman was petrified. The eyeball instantly heats up with the heartbeat starting to beat fast.

Not hearing the words again, the sky turned to the wife who was still sculpting. "No, Be. Hey, your husband's just kidding. Oh my God .. my wife cried." The sky gasped and went straight to his wife. Kissing the Clear cheeks.

"You're evil! Answer that cake! You want me to be the right now!" His hand hit blindly.

"Nonsense. His intentions are only joking. I'll take you there tomorrow, let you know. She's the woman I love."

"I never married a widower! Not bujang! Huh?!"

Skybreak.

"No. I'm bujang ting-ting. The first time with you there is still a virgin seal. Seriously."

"Ish, even talk about virgins! Vivid! Whose grave is it!"

"Lang, Nak Bening, come on, have breakfast first." The arrival of Mamak stopped their conversation.

"Yes, Mommy." The sky was about to finish washing the bike, but the back sweatshirt was interesting.

"Clearly first!" loudmouth.

"Yes, I'll see you."

"Abang-bang! What brother!"

"That's how the bike hasn't finished being bathed, soap on the road everywhere. It will be clear."

"Promise!"

"Yes, Ayang."

Clenching his fist in front of the sky. The man was just broken. A moment later Bening went into the house.

Yes, until now Heaven has not introduced who the most influential and most beloved women until the end of his life. How many months have you been so focused on Bening's cravings that he forgot about it.