
They came home with enough stuff. Namira bought an electric pump, breast milk storage bag, baby storage bag, stroller, bouncer, and sling. In addition they also buy snacks and various foodstuffs.
"Eating in the mall is not filling. I'll cook again." Namira Gerrutu.
"What do you cook?" Arnav appears behind Namira.
"Instant double noodles." Namira Seringai.
"You already know it's less healthy, right?" Arnav Protests.
"Any time, right? To be healthier I'll give you vegetables and eggs." Namira smiled cleverly.
Arnav also resigned.
While Namira was enjoying her meal, Arnav placed his chin on Namira's shoulder.
"I promise I'll help you take care of our son. Ma'am Ijah will also ask me to come every day. For your resignation at the clinic, it's your right Namira. If your cut-off period runs out and you want to keep working so that it is not saturated, I submit. Even if our families aren't supportive, we should both strengthen each other." Arnav massages Namira's shoulders.
"Tumben my husband's smart." Namira Syndir.
Arnav breathed.
"I salute you because even though you are pregnant you are not as fussy as other women. You're not spoiled either." Praise Arnav.
"Other women? Have you ever impregnated another?" Namira Goda.
"But you are this. How grumpy. But I'm really grateful to you." Arnav. Namira just nodded with a smile.
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Arnav accompanies Namira on foot in the park. He read if this activity can help launch the lersalinan. Not only that, Arnav also decided to follow yoga pregnant for couples. Although Namira initially refused because he could do it himself at home, but Arnav could convince him if guided by a tutor would be better. Namira will also have many new friends.
"Thankfully, it's only once a week." Namira Protest. The girl did not like the crowd. He is also not so sociable especially for just a less important group.
"Darling, let's have some chicken porridge breakfast." Invite Arnav to try to relieve Namira's emotions that always grumble if gathered with many people.
A pregnant woman who was in class with Namira also approached them.
"Hello mbak Namira and mas Arnav! I'm Yenni. I was next to you guys." Sweepings.
Namira looked confused but finally smiled.
"Where is mbak?" Ask Namira.
"You want to be wrapped? Just sit here with Namira, I'll order." Arnav tries to come up with a solution. He was a little scared to see Namira look at him.
"Ah no need to. I accompanied Arnav in line, but I was on the side, not in line. If I sit here and don't eat instead I become less comfortable being stared at by people who are looking for empty seats." Obviously Yenni while playing her hair.
"Mom, just call her husband. I was worried that if Arnav left his desk it would be filled by someone else. I thought this chair was empty. Especially at this time the customer is a lot." Namira advises while codifying Arnav to stay seated.
"Duh, can't be contacted." Yenni Reason. Namira began to rise in blood, especially the place was getting crowded making oxygen there reduced.
"The porridge merchant's face!!" Namira Shouts. Arnav and Yenni look in amazement at Namira.
One of the merchant assistants whose job was to receive money and add seasoning to the porridge turned his head.
"Yes mbak?" He approached Namira.
"Wrap two complete. If you give it to this mom. I'll pay later." Namira Assert.
Arnav is shocked as if seeing the other side of Namira. Yenni did not expect Namira to be gentle and graceful.
"It's mbak." Porridge merchant's speech.
"Makasi. Porridge four plus warm orange two. How much mas?" Ask Namira jutek.
"Seventy thousand mbak." Porridge merchant's speech. Namira gave up a hundred thousand and let the change.
"Thank you, ma'am." Comment porridge traders. Namira nodded politely. He then pulled Arnav's hand to take him to the car.
"Mbak Yenni, I'm ahead! Try her husband on the phone again, pity if he gets lost." Namira Syndir. Yenni was upset and felt fooled.
"Well, Namira is real like this." Arnav commented while driving.
"Why is that so? Regretted? Mas Arnav tuh should if there is such a woman yes rejected dong. Just be quiet as if giving me hope." Namira Protest.
"I'm just being polite, not giving you hope." Arnav answered while focusing on the steering.
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