Young Master's Small Wife
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A sunny morning, pregnant with her stomach is too late bloated choose to take a leisurely walk in the backyard, mumpung family is also gathering there. Keisya surrounded the mango tree in the back garden, while Vino who was helping the Mama plant Orchids seemed to notice the movements of Keisya's movements that were like tawaf people.

Along the way Keisya breathed fresh air and occasionally stretched his muscles.

It took 10 rounds to make Keisya tired with his activities, with teetering Keisya walking towards the chair near the pool.

Finished with the event of planting his flowers, Vino immediately slammed a small shovel into just any place and rushed to the wife who looked exhausted. Zahra almost wanted to protest because the shovel that was thrown by Vino led to a pile of sand and automatically the collision that occurred between the shovel and sand made a grain of sand hit his face, moreover, how to slam a Vino full of energy. But the child has already said it, has not been lectured seven days and seven nights.

The squeaking sound of the chair beside him made Keisya's daydreams scatter instantly, his attenuation immediately diverted.

"Capek huh?" pleasant questions from Vino. Keisya nodded in agreement.

"Why not in the room, can it fall?"

"Boss. After all, said Mama if you are pregnant, we must be diligent in sports so that the fetus is healthy and when delivery time is smooth, even believed to be giving birth to intelligent babies as well," obviously Keisya at length greetings one breath. Vino who listened also followed the breath.

"Oh yeah? How did I just know?" Vino frowned confusedly.

"Makanya learn, find information about pregnant women do not know it just for prayer," said Zahra from behind, the middle-aged woman was washing her hands in a faucet. Vino rolled his eyes lazily hearing Zahra's mocking remarks. Wonder also with the nature of the Mama whose hobby is always nyolot if people are cool to talk, just so nimbrung.

Keisya chuckled amusedly at the annoyed expression of the look on Vino's face, the power of mother-emak is no opponent, directly hit by the mental people he made.

Vino did not pay attention to Zahra's words, after all, the middle-aged woman went straight into the house leaving the couple goals to spend the morning just chatting casually.

"Papa's darling don't be naughty in there, you're tired of Mama here."

"Yes Papa," said Keisya while mimicking the voice of a child. Both of them laughed crisply.

Vino finished with his gelud event with water alias shower, without waiting long because time also does not want to wait for superhuman negligent Vino kayak, Vino, this tall man immediately wore his office clothes that were expensive to look authoritative.

Keisya painstakingly paired his tie even though it was still a bit of a difficulty because Vino's very high body made him have to tiptoe to reach Vino's neck. (Quiet, high Vino not to touch the ceiling of the house really).

Vino chuckles at her so that her ignorant nature just appears, deliberately she goes on tiptoes so that Keisya gets more troubled.

"Diem or not I put up," Keisya threatened firmly, already self-conscious enough that he was short but did not need to be clarified as well.

"Gemes really you," Vino menoel noel cheek puffed Keisya did not forget to also pinch his nose sharp until reddened.

"Sister Vino, my God, I hacked you too long, brother," he growled. Capek is indeed a husband who has been very obsessed like this.

Drama no benefit is finally kelar marked by the completion of the activity pairs tie full of twists.

Vino held Keisya's tiny hand towards the kitchen, as the sound of Zahra's bells had already begun to haunt their sense of hearing.

"Eating full is the favorite tuyul of Mama."

"In shopee it seems there is deh Vin, try first who knows how to do."

"Good idea Pah, Vino will try."

"Heh two pranky tuyul, don't need a lot of quick cincong eat! Mama didn't feed you a week so you'd starve to death."

"Bah, this is Mama why the hell from there the mood does not change, angry and constantly deh feelings. A small matter is extended" whispered Vino to Gibran, who happened to be sitting next to him.

"I don't know, Papa is confused too. I think your mother is PMR again" replied Gibran.

"PMS Pah, PMS. Not PMR, Papa thought Mama volunteers who often cure people who are injured, Mama kesayat razor injury just to roll bolsters on the floor," kekeh Vino.

"Ekhem, Mama Denger this loh. Why that whisper, if you want to talk Mama nih decet ear Mama aja, the sense of hearing is still healthy yet deaf. Don't let Mama throw this table in both of you're faces" growled Zahra.

The two men who did not know themselves who were also victims instantly fell silent without a sound.

.....

"Well, the signs people want to give birth is like how the hell?"

"You want to give birth? When's? Now then? Any sign of that?" instead of answering Keisya's question even behind his name, where do not use pause again.

"Bu-Bukan Mah, Keisya nanya doang let later if the day is H day we are not all drunk, so that Keisya also know," argued Keisya.

"Oh, say dong daritadi. Mmm depending on the hell, the signs of the baby will be born are like you have trouble sleeping, more frequent urination, pain or pain as well, emotional changes, false contractions. From what you said, has it happened to you?" zahra asked, getting serious. Keisya thought for a moment, so far he has not experienced anything.

"There's no Mah, maybe it's not time. But what about fake contact Mah?"

"False contractions are stomach cramps but not too painful, more like menstrual cramps, that's as bad as you are." Keisya nodded with a detailed and detailed explanation from Zahra, now he understood and will know more about the condition if it is time to remove the baby from his stomach.

.....

"Where is Fit, good not to marry my brother? You're not a maid, are you the same as her?" sita asked, they are currently in the middle of the room enjoying a relaxing day, not a holiday anyway but it is up to them to call it what day.

"No, just relax. Your brother is a good person," said Fitri while focusing on eating his chips.

"Lo wasn't bribed to say that sentence?" ask Sita, she does not believe it so recriminate. The brother of his crocodile droplets can be comfortable with him, wahh must be investigated this is the inner Sita.

"Heh bastard son. You do not have to incite my wife deh, mending tuh lo life full of envy with my life," Reyhan who had just come down the stairs and accidentally heard the suggestion of Sita who tried to instigate Fitri, yes, he obviously did not accept it.

"What did you say? Bastard son? Eh genderuwo gosong keep ya congor lo, it's good to say I'm an illegitimate child," protested Sita upset.

"Ohhhh, no need to fight, you two illegitimate children without exception." The mother's utterance made both of her speech silent.