Virgin Widow Belongs to Young Master

Mawkish

A month passed

In the morning when he woke up from his sleep, Alvi felt a very strong nausea.In fact he was ten minutes in the bathroom.

Nayla who had just woken up from her sleep, did not find her husband, but she heard the sound of people vomiting in her bathroom.

Worried, she immediately ran to the bathroom, and it was seen her husband was spitting out his entrails.

"Dear, why you?Why are you vomiting like this?"ask Nayla to worry.

Alvi did not reply, she was just busy smirking her face around Nayla's neck.

For some reason, he felt the webbing there, even the nausea that her whack was gradually reduced.

"Honey tickled" said Nayla creeps.

"A moment, I feel weak" Alvi said in a weak voice.

"You're what exactly? Why can't you puke so weak?"nayla asked still worried.

"I don't know" said spoiled Alvi.

"Yes, we're out, and you don't gini, I'm hard on the way" said Nayla a little upset.The reason, her husband does not want to keep his face away from the niche of his neck.

"You mad?"asked Alvi with teary eyes.

"Yes out, you're weird tau no, it's been a few days spoiled continues" grumbled Nayla without looking at Alvi.

"Alright" Alvi said with a trembling voice.

Hearing her husband's voice was different, she immediately saw him, and it turns out her husband was seen shedding his tears, but was immediately removed by her.

Seeing that, Nayla felt guilty, the color made her husband to tears.

He also tried to hold the hand of his husband, but even on the edge of his husband.

Without saying anything, Alvi came out of the bathroom without looking towards Nayla.

Nayla could only let out a long sigh.He felt strange with his husband's attitude that these few days felt strange...

He soon followed his husband out, but he did not see his husband in the room.He tried to find him below.

She was worried that her husband was angry, two days ago he accidentally offended her husband, and resulted in her husband leaving the house by driving his car fast.

Yes, the color is already two weeks ago they have occupied their own house, once completed in the renovation, they immediately moved there

But he breathed a sigh of relief, the color turned out to be his husband, while calling someone.

"All right, Al wait, but don't be long, Al already wants to eat it" replied Al impressed spoiled.

After that the phone connection was cut off, and he turned to see his wife staring at him confused.

"Whose phone, who's calling?"ask Nayla softly.

"I don't know" replied Alvi Ketus.

Nayla can only sigh, why her husband's attitude changed, even because of trivial things became great when dealing with her husband.

"Good love" muttered Nayla, but still heard by Alvi.

"So if you don't love will leave me that, I'm sure you have the heart" Alvi said with teary eyes.

Seeing that, Nayla scratched her non-itchy forehead.

"Geez, baby, that's not what I mean" said Nayla confusedly stringing words.

"What's?You can't answer, can you?Why are you so much the same as me?"alvi said sadly, even her voice was already shaking.

"Geez, forgive me, I will not leave you.I will love and love you, when I will leave you" said Nayla gently with a forced smile.

"Really?"tanya Alvi was happy.

She was amazed by this attitude of her husband, but she felt anxious at the same time, what else with a face that was almost crying.

And also his mood is easily changed, making it like a rollercoaster game.

"Well, what do you want for breakfast now, let me prepare?"ask Nayla softly.

"Don't do it, I told you to make it here, and you've been told to bring food" said Alvi hugging spoiled Nayla, and as usual her face she hid in the recess of Nayla's neck.

"Hmm,wangi" muttered Alvi smiling.

Hearing that, Nayla smiled and rubbed Alvi's hair gently.

Before long, the sound of screaming spread their romance.

"I'm coming, beautiful mom is coming" shouted Mama Riska, Alvi who heard just ran over to her mama.

Seeing that, Mama Riska was happy, but her hope had to be dashed, the color was not in accordance with her shadow.Di suppose her son would hug her, but instead snatch a bushel containing food.

"Aakh, finally mama came too, why so long anyway, Al was hungry to know not"Armel Alvi while walking to the dinner table died his mother and wife.

Mama Riska who saw it just gawked, and Nayla just smiled looking at her mother-in-law.

"Nay, is that really your son, why is that so?"ask mama Riska wonder.

"Huft, come on ma, it's been a few days that his attitude is very strange, even to the point of making me emotional, but if I get angry with him,eeh even want to cry him" said Nayla chuckled.

"How's mama doing?"nayla asked while holding her mother-in-law in.

However, Mama Riska did not answer her, she was just thinking, why not...

"Nay, have you filled in?"ask Mama Riska without answering Nayla's question.

"Fuckin?"nayla asked confused.

"Pregnant mama" said mama Riska making Nayla nod her head casually.

However, a second later he screamed even Mama Riska was made surprised by her.

"What?"scream Nayla.

"Are you pregnant?"ask Mama Riska back.

"I don't know ma, about it I don't feel it" replied Nayla nervously.

"Of course you don't feel it, your husband's color feels it" said mama Riska relaxed, and immediately went to Alvi.

"Could it?"ask Nayla slowly to herself.

He immediately followed his in-laws approaching Alvi.

It looks Alvi is devouring to eat voraciously.Even he casually without offering people who are there.

Even the waiter who sees, can only gawk.

"May you ask?"mama Riska asked deliberately teasing Alvi.

"No, if you want to stay cooking by yourself, this is all mine" Alvi said holding the plate in front of her.

"I want to" said Nayla, without her owner's permission to directly take her, and it caused Alvi to almost cry.

Seeing that Nayla was panicking, then she approached her husband, then she hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" said Nayla softly.

"But then change" said spoiled Alvi, and continued eating again.

While mama Riska saw it was just gawking.

"Why is this worse, and more crybaby" his murmured with a shudder of horror.