Sensational Husband
One Hundred and Ninety Nine
Nine months pregnant is not a short time for an Alexa, as well as other women. But this is what women live for the sake of having offspring. All complaints are experienced, ranging from early pregnancy that often nausea, hate various kinds of scents, backaches, abdominal pain, the sensation of fist and kick the little one in the stomach, and many others.
Alexa who has a high-class socialite life, at an old age, she is willing to get pregnant and live her life as a young mother. Unlike her other friends, who had no interest in getting pregnant at a young age for fear of her body becoming damaged.
Pregnant, for Alexa has its own impression. It was like being perfect as a wife. Instead, he is very waiting for when the birth of the baby arrives. Having children is not only a complement to the family, but also as a form of perfection as a woman to enjoy the grace of the Almighty.
There is a lot of happiness that pregnant women get apart from the pain she suffers, and that happiness is not obtained by women who deliberately do not want to get pregnant.
That night, Alexa sat in bed. Reading the new comments that day he had read. Sometimes he chuckles slowly reading the jail comments. So anxious on Alexa, until there is a direct message and write a super-scathed sentence containing praise and anxiety.
Azlan came out of the bathroom wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. He glanced at Alexa who laughed crisply at his phone. Azlan smiled seeing his wife looking happy.he sat by the side of the bed after wearing full clothes.
“Honey!” call Azlan while placing your palm over Alexa's thigh.
“Hm?” Alexa did not turn her head, just raised her chin and her gaze was still focused on the phone.
“Do you want a warm drink?”
“Bby anyway. Tell Weni to make green tea warm-nail, sugar a little, do not be too thick. Kiss the baby if the tea is too thick. Pity also I if most drink sweet, and the baby is big, hard to come out. He heee...” Alexa looked at Azlan as she chuckled.
“Yes already, I went down first.” Azlan out of the room. He went to the kitchen and into the closet.
“Wen! Weni!” call Azlan while looking for green tea.
“Yes, Mr boss!” Weni was moved to meet her young master. “What's the good guy calling me?”
“This you, call me handsome sir, want to be spray Alexa?” Azlan raised an eyebrow.
“E ehh. These lips really like nerabas gini. Mangap eh maap.”
“I nyariin green tea from earlier did not meet. Which tea is it?”
“There. Here, Mister!” Weni picked up the green tea in the cupboard to the upper right.
“Ooh... I looked in the left cupboard earlier.” Azlan welcomed the tea box.
“Tumben sir drank green tea?”
“For Alexa.”
“You want to make the tea, Mister?”
“Ce’ileh.. Non Alexa is very lucky to have a husband like Mas uh Mr. Azlan, it's good, caring, pious, loving, handsome again. Perfect.”
“Hus!” Azlan crossed Weni and walked towards the room carrying a warm glass of toenail tea. He sat on the edge of the bed. “This is the tea, baby. Let's drink!”
Alexa grabbed the glass she was given and gulped in half. “Still takein.”
“Not only take doang, but also make it for you.”
“O yes? So it's your tea that makes?”
“Ya.” Azlan took the glass from Alexa's hand and put it on the bedside table. “How do you feel as you approach labor?”
“Gimana yaa...” Alexa pretended to think, her face looked carefree, not the slightest look anxious. “Regular aja. Even the cepet-cepet cepet birth process.”
“You're not afraid?”
“Fear what?”
“Birth is sick,” Azlan replied softly. “Sometimes people prefer Caesar over normal lahir for fear of feeling painful contractions.”
“That's someone else. I don't like that. I want it to be normal. It will be more beautiful.” Alexa is confident.
“I will definitely be very worried about you when the time comes.”
“Let's be calm, there are trillions of mothers who have children, right? I'm one of them. What's scared?”
Azlan smiled faintly. “You're right.”
“If you are afraid of giving birth, do not marry. Cook to play in bed, but the result is not. Heeeee..”.
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