Two Rings of the CEO

Until the End of Time

"Eat a lot, both your babies need enough nutrition to keep them healthy." Rumi feeds fresh pieces of fruit into her daughter's mouth, and hup.

"Smart kid," praised Rumi to Zara as teasing. It was like feeding his five-year-old daughter.

As the word goes, every god gives trials so there is always wisdom behind it. After the death of Jamil some time ago, apparently able to change the establishment of Rumi to stay in the village. Now the middle-aged woman promises to be able to look after and accompany her daughter in the city during pregnancy and for good.

Zara smiled happily. For him, moments like this are rare. Accompanied by parents, during the process of pregnancy that is not easy.

Zara may be one of the lucky mothers. Although at the beginning of pregnancy hit by nausea and vomiting, but all that does not last long. In fact, he likes any type of food served by the waiter without refusing it.

"Look. Your stomach is starting to grow. Do you know?"

Zara who listened to the mother's words carefully, then shook her head.

"Maybe your twins will be born earlier than the typical single baby."

"really?"

Rumi nodded, assuring.

"True, just like mom gave birth to you first." The moment was still clearly reflected in his mind. How Zara and her twin brother were born when the womb was nine months old.

"But back again. Each pregnancy and birth process of each mother is different, but the most important thing is our mental readiness to go through the labor process itself."

Zara smiled faintly. His gaze was directed towards the distended stomach he eluted. Whatever the process, then he must be strong for the sake of both the children who will be born.

"Mother, it must not have been easy to conceive, give birth and raise me like this." Looking at Rumi with a sad look, Zara directed her hand to hold her mother's hands together, then kissed the back of the hand gently.

The pregnancy process is sometimes mixed emotions. Often she cried silently while her husband was working, when she missed her mother and father in the village. Zara is now not as strong and as fresh as before the pregnancy process.

Rumi smiled faintly, as she looked at the grim sadness on her daughter's face. Does the girl feel guilty? so thought Rumi. But Zara is the only daughter she has and cares for in the world. From childhood, the girl was rarely troublesome and lived independently since the father began to get sick.

No more shame, when his small body carrying a plastic basket filled with homemade cakes that he sawn around the village and in the school area. Zara grew up without having to rely on her. Every rupiah from selling cakes, the girl collected for school fees and pocket money.

So, even for now when such a remark was thrown by the princess, it would not be that easy to receive.

"Zara. All of these processes are not easy. But I really enjoyed being pregnant, giving birth and raising you. So did the other mothers who struggled to give birth and raise their daughter's son."

"I'm sorry, if Zara's been bothering me too much. Troublesome, or unknowingly already hurt mom's feelings." The girl approached, landed the body beside the mother and clenched the middle-aged woman's body tightly. The feeling of haru is created when the mother and child embrace each other. Trying to show their affection for each other.

"Don't say that, son. You're the best daughter I've ever had. Never troubled and it was you who helped me so much." Rumi put her lips on the top of the princess' head. Realizing that the tiny baby she once gave birth to, is the greatest gift God has given her.

In the afternoon in the living room they spent the two without anyone bothering. Rumi seemed to find her happiness again after half her soul left. Only Zaralah was the most powerful medicine that for a moment was able to divert his sorrow.

"Asalamualsikum," said someone who had just appeared.

"Waalaikumsalam" the two women answered simultaneously.

"Honey, here's where you can hide." Arka came closer. Kissing his mother-in-law's back, then kissing his wife's cheeks.

Gently rubbing Zara's big belly, then saying, "Good afternoon father babies. Of course you're happy, aren't you. Hugging and being with your mom all day."

The girl smiled gently as her husband pinched the pinch of her nose.

"Sorry baby. I was spending time with my mom here. This room is pretty quiet, so we can be free to let go of the longing."

Arka smiled as to the words of the wife. Rumi who looks like a mosquito repellent was thinking for a moment to be able to leave the place.

Instead of answering, the couple actually threw one another's eyes.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired. I'll rest first in the room." Rumi smiled at her daughter and daughter-in-law before stepping out of the room.

The gazes of the two followed rumi's footsteps until it disappeared behind the door. Arka also commented on the slanted smile on the lips that he aimed for his wife.

"Darling, did you hear?"

"Sound what?" repeat Zara does not understand.

"Mother told you to bathe me with warm water." The arka glows with a sparkling face.

The girl frowned, trying to recall the sentence that Rumi had spoken.

"No, mom just told me to prepare warm water for you to take a bath. Not bathing you in warm water."

Arka clucked violently when the innocence of the wife is still not fully contaminated.

"So you refuse to bathe your handsome and dashing husband?" Sneaking, Arka even pretended to look away.

"Bu-not be-so." The girl stuttered. "I can never refuse, if you want to" he continued.

Arka appreciates victory. Without waiting for a long time he gently pulled the hand of the wife and took her to the room.

******

"It feels so comfortable." While closing the net kefua, Arka continued to mutter as an expression of his comfort. A gentle massage on the head makes it addictive. This is what he always waits for from his wife. Gentle treatment and with all my heart.

Zara acts like a professional masseuse. Her fingers moved agilely giving a touch on the head and shoulders of her husband who was lying in the bathup.

"really?" said the girl teased.

"Heem. You should've understood just by looking at my facial expression." Arka mumbled annoyed, which made his little wife laugh.

Arka breathed deeply. I don't know why his face was a little different.

"You can still laugh apparently."

"Why? I'm tired of crying, and it's time for me to laugh." Still massaging Arka's head with a smile on her lips.

The man turned the body, which made Zara gasp with the position of the two who were now facing each other.

"It's not like that I mean, baby." Arka looked gently at the stomach of his wife who was now sitting in a small chair. Then rubbing that distended stomach full of love. "In the meantime, we'll have two babies. You said you wanted to take care of it yourself. I'm sure most of your time is devoted to our two babies. And me, maybe a moment like I never felt again." Arka seemed to lose the spirit of life. Just by imagining it alone has made it sad, let alone have to feel it.

Zara breathed deeply. Her thin curves covered her smile and directed her lips to kiss her husband's lips gently.

"I decided to take care of them myself, not without using the services of a trust. I also need rest and also spoil my beloved husband later, even though our babies have been born. So, don't even think that after I give birth, my time is drained for our two angels. For I also have a big baby who has a higher amount of indulgence than my two little babies" Zara teased with a wink next to her net.

"Start naughty ya." Arka got up and moved quickly to ambush his wife's tiny body. Without a word it*******zara's lips gently and with all her content. Her happiness is so overflowing.

"Keep with me until the end of time, baby. Don't even think about running away from my life. I'd go crazy without you, baby." Whispers in the ear feel soft after the linking of the lips detached.

Zara did not mind even though her clothes became wet due to her husband's spontaneous act. After the act of blurring some time ago, apparently became a trauma for Arka. Inwardly, the little girl promised that no one would separate them, except death. Like Arka's desire to ask him to continue together until the end of time, as well as her who will not let anyone take away the happiness of her small family.

Seriate..