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118. After marriage

When we talk about home

it's not just love

there are plates and piles of dirty clothes in it

Haha... I was just kidding

Forget that...

I mean, a household

besides love is a right and a duty

marry when your soul and mind are ready

Orchids delete that caption on instagram. Too absurd.

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Bian's forehead wrinkled as I came with a cup of coffee, Sitting leisurely next to him who was looking at the koi fish behind the house.

I sipped deliciously to make the two beautiful eyebrows fused together.

"What's up, baby? ask me wonder.

"Don't you feel weird?"

I looked at myself from top to bottom and then shook my head. "Nothing strange,"

"Hmm..," Bian cleared his throat and took the coffee in my hand and sipped it.

"Sister Bian, I made you at the dinner table!" my protest.

"Yes... You can bring your husband, baby, you forget that now you're not alone anymore,"

I shut up "So yeah, Eh so yeah....,"

The other day, I just arrived home when I got Bian frowning. The condition of the house is messy, the aroma is stuffy because all day, the window is not open.

This morning when Bian went to Rian's studio, I accidentally didn't open the window because there was no one at home.

I haven't swept and mopped either. It's not never done but our house isn't this big, and I share a task with mama.

While every morning I have to prepare Bian's needs, breakfast and then my needs. Bian also has a job in Jakarta. In a week he will stay in Jakarta how many days.

I work, time at home is not much. While homework was not as easy as I imagined.

Clothing business is like a circle, non-stop. Bian simply could not do anything right for home affairs. Yeah, silly I was expecting that.

She's 'Born With a Silver Spoon', an Idiom referring to my husband.Born from a rich family whatever the story, Apart she's just a relative of Anugrah. Not Danny's grandfather's grandson, Bian was born with wealth and luck.

Assistants at the house of Setya and Mama Lusi seemed to number a dozen people. I didn't even wipe their faces. Especially Tasya house, motorcade.

I just found out he has a sensitive stomach, eating wrong can make him diarrhea.

"Hufft... My eyes glanced desperately at the pile of plates this morning,"

The hour hand shows at 19:05 I just delivered Bian back to Jakarta. For a while we had to undergo the Long Distance Married.

It turns out that I'm in a relationship with Kenzo. He's been doing this a lot, on weekends and holidays just come home to my town.

A new habit I learned after marriage, My hand reached for a cell phone. Time to raise the white flag, surrender. "I need a housekeeper,"

Jemari I typed in some messages for Natasha. Tells about the pile of dishes, grass in the conblock, clothes in the laundry that has not been taken, the house of dust, Bian's message so that koi fish do not forget to be fed.

While replying to a message from Natasha, my eyes looked towards the back porch. On a pot with drooping plants withered, Pity. Mama must be nagging if she knows the gift of molt.

"Haha...,"

"Laugh at my pain..."

"Okay, sorry hihii... You want to use the help of a foundation or non-foundation. If you want to quickly use the foundation but if you want to be patient, Non foundation that we know where the domicile and family."

"Are there acquaintances?"

"Entar I asked him at home, he's from here too. So once a month go back to his village."

"Okay, don't be pretty, coquettish, sexy, plump, voluptuous. Mothers if they can,"

"alahhhhhaha... Bian it's just love with you a few times, Nggrek. If you want to play crazy when he's in Jakarta,"

"Eh right, he's often in Jakarta,"

"Anggrek, don't think weird. I'm just kidding, Think of the wind then yeah. Just wait for news from me for the assistant huh. If from the ntar foundation I send the name of the foundation that has a good track record to you."

"Okay, Nat, thank you, yeah,"

I immediately informed Bian of the decision to take the art.

"Dear from yesterday I want to tell you,"

"Honey, which Art is in Jakarta from which foundation? anyone want to come here?"

"You just call Cleo, honey, let her take care of it,"

"Let's love, I'll call Cleo soon, please,"

"Yes, what are you doing, baby?"

"Think you are in Jakarta, In Jakarta you are not macem-macem, right baby, not flirty right?"

"What!"

"Be aware that macems and flirtatious,"

"Jeez Orchid Maharani, I want to be flirtatious if it's near Madam Bian only,"

"Promise yes,"

"Dear, yeah, later,"

"Yes just rest, Miss Bian. I love you,"

"I love you, too,"

Tonight I immediately contacted Cleo for domestic assistance. It turns out that domestic work is not as easy as imagined. I sighed, Just Kenzo's ass had arranged about this before marriage.

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Without having to wait for news from Natasha, now it's all done. Cleo sent three housekeepers according to the criteria I requested. "Beres, I can breathe a sigh of relief,"

This afternoon I came home from Miepa early because I was going to pick up Bian from Jakarta. We had arrived home and I immediately prepared my husband's needs. He was cleaning himself in the bathroom.

"You didn't ask for a driver, Cleo?" bian said when he came out of the bathroom.

"No, the mileage here is close. I don't need it yet,"

"Dear, if you need to say yes, yes,"

"Ready Mr. Bian,"

Bian pulled my body closer, "kangen you, Nggrek,"

I snorted at the piercing scent, "What perfume do you use?"

"Not just bath soap and shampoo," he replied confusedly.

My body immediately moved away from Bian, the head felt dizzy smelling Bian's body. This smell is not like.

And this is not the first, I do not like the smell of onions in cooking at home. My tongue feels bitter, the next morning I feel nauseous.

"Darling, when was the last time you had your period?" bian asked carefully when this morning I felt nauseous smelling my own perfume.

"Eh yes?"

"Don't know but usually pregnant people like morning sickness, morning sickness. Is there my heir in this?" Bian held me in his arms.

"We go to the SPOG doctor, darling," concluded me," I was busy working and became a wife taking care of the household. Making me unconscious is already late,"

"Well baby, I can't wait for the good news" she kissed me.

"You changed perfume, baby? you stink!"

Bian looked at me flabbergasted and then he pinched my nose, "fine, my dear,"

...___---____---____...

I looked up at a picture of USG in my hand. We just got out of the examination room. Yeah, I'm 6 weeks pregnant. Inside me is a new life 'titipkan' to us.

Bian clasped his hands, "We have to tell all the families, baby,"

"Good, honey,"

We're headed to mom and dad's house and Dewo's. I entered the house with a happy heart, impatient to tell mom and dad.

Mama hugged tightly and took the ultrasound results in my hand, Giving to papa. They both look happy. Slowly, thanksgiving from both. This is my first grandchild for my mom and dad.

"Anggrek, from now on lessin your activities yes. Don't do hard work" advises mom while flipping through the results of the USG. I honestly don't understand why my mom should be flipping through the results.

"You were pregnant, Nggrek. Lose in the first three months, after the trimester. Stronger until you give birth to you" said papa.

"The Orchids are so tough, Pa," praised my husband for making the nose so kembis.

"My niece will be handsome as if yes," asloh Dewo.

I flicked his ears. "Not yet to know Dewo, Boy or girl" Just so much as a boy.

Next we reported to Mama Lusy and Om Setya. Mama Lusy was very enthusiastic, All the names of the hospital were mentioned to give the examination place and the body.

"Yes, Ma but the Orchid pregnancy is still young. The examination here has also been good enough for a while,"

"But you have to think about a birthplace, if you can be here...,"

I could hear Papa Setya asking for time to talk because from earlier Mama Lusi dominated.

We looked at each other and heard Papa Setya and Mama Lusy talking on the phone. So happy. Especially Mama Lusy, Bian is his biological son.

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As strong as your mental, apparently can not fight against nature. The body was limp, the tongue was bitter, the nausea was relentless and my nose became sensitive.

Being in a strong Miepa team at least allowed me to cut down on work. I focused more on the team report than on the direct field.

Ngever? it's not in the dictionary at all because of what we thought. The kind of food I can eat. A little smell makes my appetite disappear. I'll try the various foods Bian brought.

Bian's? he still seems confused about his calling. Today he said as he stroked my stomach, "Son, daddy work first yes," tomorrow turns into papi, then cheek, dad.

As a husband, Bian painstakingly made milk and fed me. After the trimester, my body strengthened. All the food I eat. My weight went up, my cheeks were round again.

"Darling, do you think we need to add an assistant?"

"Not yet dear,"

I did not adapt the life of the Bian family. We're just starting the day, I know financially Bian can afford more. Only I would rather invest our finances in the form of property and land.

I just found out Bian with Arga the founder of the largest e-commerce homeland, In addition he also has a professional studio in Jakarta. Bian did not inherit from the Anugrah family but started his own business according to his passion.

My goal is to build a factory that produces all nuggets and noodles, and then produce eco-friendly tableware that supports our efforts.

Bian turned to me when he heard what was said, "Honey. One more month you give birth, Patience for your ideals...,"

"Yes, Daddy papa papi dad," I replied as I leaned my head against Bian's arm. We are currently standing in front of our baby boy room.

All the equipment is ready to wait for the birth of our son. We are finally in this phase. Become a prospective parent.