When Married?
The KM Part 138
The rubbing of that trembling and sobbing back, tried to channel calmness and serenity to the soul stricken with fear and confusion.
"You think so because of what I did to you? do you still not fully trust me?" tanya Literature while her hands were still faithfully moving up and down in an orderly manner.
"You knew? when the doctor stated that you were pregnant, I felt countless happy to make my tongue feel unable to say a word. I'm so grateful that God still gives me the trust and opportunity to have my love fruit with you again, and of course I'll never waste it again like I did."
Flowers untied her embrace and stared straight into her husband's eyes. Still sobbing, he hates himself who is still enslaved by the past, Bunga thinks that he can be stronger now but in fact not.
"So when the words pregnant rang out in my ears, the nightmare came back to haunt me," she replied still tearfully.
"Here it is. In here..it is again very painful." The flower placed one of her palms on her chest.
Literature felt himself slapped in a row by invisible hands, a guilt that was very pervasive throughout him. His hand moved wiping away the tears that were still rolling from the beautiful eyes in front of him.
"I'm sorry dear, for inflicting such a deep wound through the bottom of your heart, but allow me to always treat it even if it won't be easy."
"I have forgiven you and indeed you are all I need to heal me, only that this soul is still too weak and fragile not as hard as I thought, please be patient with me like this."
Literature again sighed Flowers into her arms, "don't think of anything, you know enough that I've always loved you as much as you do."
The top of the Flower's head and forehead. Bunga returned the embrace of Sastra, drowning himself in the man's scent, inhaling it deeply in search of tranquility and comfort there.
At dinner Literature told her Papa the happy news, Bunga also told her mother about her pregnancy and everyone greeted her with joy.
The next day they went to the obstetrician's clinic that checked yesterday, Sastra did not take off his hand for a while. From the moment he left home until all the examination procedures were completed, he did not want to miss a single precious moment because he would become a father, he faithfully accompanied Bunga with happy sparkling eyes.
The two of them had just arrived home after the doctor, Bunga was sitting on the sofa while stomping on his feet that felt sore, and he was, Literature followed sitting next to him and grabbed the two legs of the Flower onto his lap and then stomped on him.
"Your feet hurt? you must be tired, you better lie in the room." Literature intended to scoop the Flower into her sling but was held back by the Flower.
"I'm fine, just a little sore, massaged for a while also healed." The flower reviews a beautiful smile that is able to calm the soul that sees it.
"Darling?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"I want to make a big party to celebrate our happiness this time, after all when we are married we only carry out blessings and have not had time to hold a wedding reception, I want to introduce you to the public officially."
"Isn't it too much? how about a simple party held at home?" the Flower of Literature.
"But the house was never opened to the public, let alone in the use to hold a party because papa was very guarding his privacy, so usually we held events in the hotel ballroom, more practical and efficient."
"Mmm. alright, it's up to you, I don't really understand things like this." Flowers nod signs in agreement.
"You just sit down, about all the things the party needs will be handled by people who are professionals in their fields."