My ex-President My Husband
MPS 2: The Jealous

Bilmar Pov's.

After traveling for less than two hours. Now we have reached the destination that my wife wants. Alika still wants to drink young coconut water while enjoying the fountain in this city. Even though my body is tired, I still want to. For me, it's not hard just to get him here. Because my wife has sacrificed so much for me and the children. And Alika never asked me all kinds of things that were difficult.

"Are you tired, baby?" I asked when we got out of the car.

I kept her walking despite her heavy footsteps, as she continued to support her growing belly. Both of his legs also looked swollen. I was worried about him but he was always calm. He just doesn't want to worry and worry me.

"Honey.that's young coconut ice!" Alika points to a restaurant that sells young coconuts.

I nodded and followed his steps to walk there. Ordered two young coconuts for us to enjoy. I found my wife's face so sparkling, her smile just kept on expanding. Occasionally looking at me with a happy face, his two eyeballs were rounded when the salesman's brother was peeling away the young coconut he wanted so badly.

Although the current time has shown one hour during the day, where the day is blazing if you are in Jakarta, but different things in Purwakarta. The atmosphere looks cool and cool. The wind just fluttered my body and Alika to sweep the sweat liquid that kept dripping down our faces.

"It's cold, isn't it, baby?"

"Yes, Al.. Have you been to this town?" Bilmar asked again.

"I was here when I was Junior High, Bil. Mama and Papa Samsul took me when he wanted to stay at his friend's house. Mama and Papa used to take me out to drink young coconut water on the edge of that lake.." Alika pointed at a lake that looked deserted.

Before long, we had two young coconuts. It is peeled and ready to drink. Alika refused to drink on the spot, she wanted to drink it with me in front of the lake.

I pinned the two coconuts in my left hand while the right hand held my wife's hand. We again walk along the sidewalk to the lake area that always gives the attraction of the fountain with festive.

"The attraction's the night, sir, Mom. There is no day." Reply to the gatekeeper of the tourist area when Alika asks the schedule of the fountain today.

"alright, Sir. Thank you so much..but if you just sit here, right?" Alika pointed to the edge of the fence as access to enjoy the fountain close to the edge of the lake.

"Can, Mom, sir, please..."

"Make it sir."

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We sat next to each other on the edge of the lake fence while sipping young coconut water. Although my crown has been moping because it faithfully waited for half an hour to listen to what Alika wanted to tell but he has not yet voiced. I stared at the rhythm of his chest so fast, there was a breathlessness there.

"Wmmm..." He rubbed his stomach, I saw the distended stomach inside the cloth move.

"Hey dear Mama and Papa, have you woken up, son?" Alika spoke to them herself. I stretched out my hand to rub her stomach.

"Well you know that the Papa that swiped, must have moved faster.." He said while looking at me.

It felt Alika's stomach getting louder and tighter. I wouldn't have expected these twins to survive this far, they would have stayed in my wife's stomach.

"Say you want a story, Al. What's the problem really?" I had to open my voice.

I saw a long breath coming from his lips. His gaze, he carried straight to the lake. Like there is a longing, anxiety and anxiety. Fortunately, the atmosphere was cool, I did not sweat at all even though my heart was currently filled with high curiosity.

"It's actually just a dream, Bill. I don't have any deeper meaning, to shatter this dream, it just feels weird..."

"Any? What dream are you, baby?"

"I've been dreaming the same dream for a week and it keeps on repeating. It's true, I'm happy after dreaming.." The answer.

I saw her smile just pop. There's a pleasure in the look on my wife's face.

"What dream, baby?" askaku.

I'm getting curious. Alika turned to me and brought her gaze again to look at the lion statue in the middle of the lake, which is usually used for fountain attractions.

"Maybe you miss your Mama, Al, or vice versa, Mama knows because soon you will give birth to her granddaughter-"

I kept my heart up, I knew she was missing my mother-in-law. Thank goodness this is the problem, I thought.

But apparently not,

"But the next day I had another dream with the same thing, Bil. Exactly the same, but this time it was Papa Samsul who came--" Alika fell silent, she still rubbed her stomach. He drank his young coconut water. I knew he just wanted to shake off a dream that felt weird to us. Why do dreams come in sequence and the same.

"Maybe your mom and dad miss you dear, then they come, we have to pray more for them."

My wife nodded even though her gaze had not shown any relief.Such as there was still something stuck in her heart.

"There again?" my many.

Alika nodded as she sipped back her young coconut water that I knew had run out since then.

"Here, just drink mine..." I grabbed the young coconut from his lap and replaced it with mine. I don't know why with the thing that Alika would say makes my chest pounding.

What was? My mind's turbulent.

"About dreams again?" I asked back. I deeply refined my voice, so that Alika would want to be frank without leaving any more incongruity in her heart. I want him to let go of all the tiredness that is plaguing his mind.

"I'm back to dreaming the same baby..." Alika turned her head and looked at me who was turning to look at her. I saw my shadow in his eyes. That's how close I am to my wife.

I held his hand. "Dream like Mama and Papa Samsul who are sitting while rubbing your stomach dear?" many ensure.

"Yes, Bill..." Alika nodded.

"Who's coming?" manya curious. But the thing I never expected, when Alika mentioned that name.

"Mas Aziz is coming, Bill. This dream was very different, because he was crying looking at me. He also rubbed my stomach without speaking. I felt strange, anxious and confused. And even worse now I feel fear--Is there a sign behind all those dreams?"

The jag.

My heart just thumped not because. It's like there's a twisting squeeze inside. Why should the name of the man be called by Alika. Here I am with a million jealousies for my wife. Even though Aziz was gone, still hearing Alika mention the name of her deceased ex-husband, made my heart crumble.

I really love Alika. Even when I knew Aziz's spirit was coming, even if it was only in a dream, I still did not tolerate it! I don't like it. If since then I will give my response at the end of the story, then right now I am just silent.

Bringing my eyes to look at the fountain statue again. The hand I used to hold Alika's hand, I let it slip. Made Alika grab my chin to look over and look at her eyes.

Alika smiles. "Are you angry?" the question is plain and true, I am indeed angry. I just fell silent and brought my eyes to look around. I make sure I don't look at him.

Alika put her head on my boat. Put one hand to hold my neck.

"Don't be angry, Bill. Right now I'm all yours. Maybe Mas Aziz misses, because I'm starting to ignore him.."

I just nodded slowly, enjoying my silence. I was not focused on the cues, omens or worries of the dream. I thought all those dreams were just sleeping flowers.

Even at this moment my head felt dizzy, I was afraid that Alika missed that man. As soon as I was jealous, even when I knew that man had entered into his dream, I still felt unwilling. Alika can only dream of me, think of me, miss me and love me.

Point, no comma.

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