Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 83

Fahmi frowned, he felt that he was not hiding anything.

"Don't baby, what's wrong? If there's anything, just ask." His word.

Melati smiled but soon showed a different face. "No, I'm probably just exhausted." His eagle.

Fahmi tightened his embrace, he also brought his face closer to his wife.

"Mas soon there will be Farah." Said Melati while trying to release Mas Fahmi's embrace. But her husband was even more tightened his embrace.

"Dad!, Mother!" Jasmine closed her eyes in relief, finally without being told the hug loosened.

"Why do Mom and Dad look so close?" Ask Farah plain.

"So Mother's eyes are dusty dear. So Mommy asked Dad to blow Mommy's eyes." Answer Melati.

"Oh so, yes already today Mother cook what?"

Melati took her son's hand to the dining room. "You look baby, Mother cooked your favorite food."

Farah jumped up happy to see the dining table that so many side dishes. It's not usually her mother like this.

"Waw this Mother is very much. And delicious, you're the best." Praise Farah by pointing both fingers of her thumb.

"Of course, Mother." Said Melati proud.

Fahmi notices the two are happy, this is what makes him calm and peaceful after a day struggling with letters and numbers. Melati took rice for both and aired what food she wanted. He was so keen to serve his family.

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"Darling, I want us all to spend some time together this week." Fahmi looked at his wife's face. At the moment he is spoiling with Melati.

"Em, I'm very willing to do that, too." Sahut Melati while gently stroking the hair of the husband. This is their routine every night. Before going to bed they will spend time on the balcony with Fahmi who puts his head on the thigh of the wife. They tell each other about their activities during the day which makes them saturated.

"Well next week we have a vacation,"

"Yes, I will also prepare the needs of the children."

Fahmi's face changed hearing the children. He just wanted to spend time with Melati. After the wedding, they have never had a honeymoon. He got up and sat down next to his wife.

"I just want to spend my time with you." Revealed memelasnya. He grabbed his wife's hands, "With our children we can vacation another day. Since our wedding we've never been on a honeymoon, right? I want you to relax your body for a moment and have fun with me."

Jasmine breathed her resignation. "But what about the kids?"

"Didn't they have grandparents. We can leave it to Dad and my mom or Dad and your mom." Celebs Fahmi.

"Alright, we can talk this over with your family. Not that I mean, it's just that my family is preparing for Kak Alif's wedding." Jasmine.

"I really want to Mas" replied Melati smiling. Sontak Fahmi immediately rushed into the arms of his wife.

"Oh yeah baby, do you have any thoughts of giving Aish a sister?" Fahmi asked while gently stroking his wife's stomach.

"What's? A sister? Mas Aish still needs ASI. And you're asking that kind of question so easily?" Wonderful Jasmine.

"But he's almost a year old. You want to stop taking the Pill." Fahmi Pinta.

"What does not mean. You know, with Aish sometimes I pay attention to Farah. I know with Farah who lately has rarely spoiled me. It's because he always sees me taking care of Farah. I should have accompanied her, listened to her school. Working with me also keeps me from spending my time with Farah.

Although he was never angry or jealous, I knew he always hid it all. Every night I checked his room, and it was not uncommon for me to hear his cries being held back. And just so you know Mas, even when he was performing Isha' prayers'. He often complains about his grievance on his alphabet. I'm really not a fair mother." Bright Jasmine.

"You're the best woman for me and Mel's children. Maybe because your time is now more drained into your current job. But whatever it is, I'm still grateful that at least you never forget Farah."

"Of course, whenever I never forget Farah, for me Farah and Aish are still my two daughters whom I love very much and am proud of." Speak Smooth jasmine.

"All right now I won't ask you to stop taking the Pill. But you still want to have another child, don't you, Melati?"

"If it is indeed loved later, surely I will be very grateful Mas."

"You're my great woman Mel." Fahmi hugged his wife's body, compared to the last few months. Now the body is involved contained but ideal. Not skinny and not fat.

In her husband's arms, Melati thought about what she had seen this afternoon. Whether he should ask, but he was afraid that later Mas Fahmi would misunderstand. But keeping bad thoughts and even suspicions also makes the relationship between the two is not good. Especially if you don't trust each other.

"Mas, do you love me so much?" Tanya Melati raised her face.

"Of course, baby, even the expression I love you has become your daily food. Every night, morning, and day, even when we're far away, you're all I think about." Fahmi was honest.

"What if you met a woman better than me. You know there's still sky above."

"You're talking what Melati is. Of course, comparing you to other women was never thought of by me. If so, you are still the best for me.

If there's someone better than you then you're still the queen of my heart. Because you're my destiny, no matter how perfect other women are." Obviously Fahmi was getting his embrace tightened.

"Well, don't you want to tell me anything?" Again Melati looked up to look at the face of Mas Fahmi.

"Is there something in your heart? Just ask Mel, I'm not asking you to trust me. But at least we're open to each other, and don't keep anything to ourselves. If I'm wrong, scold me."

"If I've been seeing my boyfriend lately, should I tell him?"

Fahmi distanced himself from the wife's body and looked at Melati seriously. "I know that you are not a woman who knows many men and is not very close to them. But you've been meeting someone lately? Who's she?"

"I'm just asking if Mas, do I have to tell him?"

Her husband seemed to be breathing long. "Honestly, I'm actually jealous if you meet someone Mel. But I trust you so much, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me. But I'd rather you tell me without being asked."