
..." Being able to have you is the happiness of my life, God allow me to continue with him." ...
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"It's okay. Just a little uncomfortable," Nayla replied nervously.
"Why?" Ask Galang again, are you not aware of your treatment just now? makes Nayla's heart beat fast.
Nayla hesitated to answer.
"My stomach.." Nayla still hasn't finished her words Galang interrupted.
"Why does your stomach still hurt?" ask Galang again
"Nothing ... only he felt a little stiffened," Nayla replied in a soft voice.
Stiffened because already Galang kiss Nayla π€
"He's tensing?" Galang looked at Nayla, then turned to Nayla's stomach. Slowly his hands extended back to touch the stomach that had been rounded. Swiped slowly Nayla's stomach, until Nayla again felt a strange gelenyar that spread throughout her body. And miraculously, Nayla's stomach was back relaxed not stiffening anymore but the kick of the child because it felt touch . Galang felt the kick staring at Nayla with sparkling eyes.
" He responded to my swipe Nayla "Galang is really happy.
Looks like he misses his father, Nayla thought
"Is it better?" Galang's question spread the daydream of Nayla who had been silently staring at him.
Nayla nodded with a blushing face. "Thank you, sir," he said unknowingly.
Galang frowned hearing it.
"When do you call me Sir, Galang? Where there is a wife who calls her own husband with the call of the Master," the sergeant did not like.
"You're my wife, aren't you?" ask again.
Eh? Nayla is confused as to what to answer.
"I'm sorry ..," she later wrote.
"Then ... What should I call?" nayla asked hesitantly, trying not to talk too formally.
"Of course my name, what else?" reply galang
Nayla smiled wryly. He thought Galang wanted to ask himself to call him with a special call. The darling? Mas's? Honey? Or Dear? what is important is the usual romantic calls made by husband and wife.
Jesus, Nayla. What the hell are you thinking? Who the fuck are you? Nayla cursed her own stupidity.
How could he possibly think that his relationship with Galang would be like a married couple in general, Impossible No? Are they not married like other couples based on love?
Quickly nayla brushed aside all her silly thoughts. And try to get back to all the facts.
"alright...Galang," said Zaya finally.
Following all the words of encouragement was the best choice for Nayla. Because by not making Aaron angry, at least their relationship is not going in a worse direction.
And make Nayla even more hopeful.
They also arrived at the hospital. They also immediately went to the obgyn section.
Nayla has entered the ninth month of her pregnancy, is getting closer to delivery. His condition and the prospective child are healthy so there is nothing to worry about.
"Husband-wife relationship is highly recommended before delivery, because it can help open the birth canal," explained the doctor as he looked towards Galang and Nayla who were still dumbfounded to hear his words.
"You mean to do a Relationship S***, Doctor?" tanya Galang assured. Replied by the doctor.
The doctor explained further to Galang about the benefits of having sex before labor. And Galang looked very serious.
Now Nayla's face does not know how red her face is at this time. He wanted to dig a hole and hide. The conversation Nayla was listening to just now was the most vulgar talk she had ever heard in her entire life. Nayla really wanted to quickly end it and go home right now.
After a while, everything was finally finished. Now they were walking to return home with Nayla's hand that had been grasped tightly by Galang.
It seems that it has become a habit of Galang grasping Nayla fingers while walking along the hospital corridor. And it turns out secretly that's the moment Nayla awaits when Galang drove her to check the contents.
No matter this is only temporary, at least I have felt it, Nayla said in her heart while looking at her hand that was held by Galang.
Arriving at home, Nayla immediately rushed into the toilet. Understandably, the age of her pregnancy is getting closer to delivery makes her feel always want to urinate.
Then when he went back into his room, there was an unusual sight that made him a little surprised. Galang was sitting on the sofa located next to the bed in casual clothes. He seemed to be seriously reading a book and occasionally turning the pages.
Is he still here? nayla murmur
When he realized Nayla's presence, Galang looked up, then closed the book and put it on the nightstand.
"You're not back in the office?" Asked Nayla in surprise.
"I've given all my work to my secretary and rangga, so there's no need to go to the office anymore" Galang replied as he moved closer to Nayla.
Zayas
This made Nayla feel surprised. Never before had I done that. Usually Galang will handle all his work himself to make sure there are no mistakes and more concerned with work than himself.
"Why?" asked Nayla again while looking at Galang who was now in front of her who had been looking at her with a difficult gaze to understand.
Galang was getting closer, along with Nayla's impulsive actions that immediately retreated backwards until her back touched the wall.
Nayla looked back briefly and realized that she could no longer retreat. And of course this is used by the shipyard to lock Nayla in her cage, so that Nayla can not move anywhere.
Their distance was so close, that the two could feel the breath of each other, making Nayla's heart race so fast like a person who had just run a marathon.
Nayla surprised . Suddenly Galang stroked her face so smoothly that it made goosebumps all over her body.
"There are more important things than the affairs in the office that I have to do right now" whispered Galang in a sensual tone. It looks like naf** Galang already can not be controlled, because when the doctor explained about having sex it is important to have a passion arisen. But he was trying to control himself.
Galang eyes are round. He was old enough to understand where Galang was talking just now. But why did Galang suddenly want it? Hasn't Aaron been ignoring her all along?
..."The greatest happiness in life is the belief that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved apart from ourselves." - Victor Hugo...
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