Dear Nolan
Requesting Prayer
Nesya hurriedly headed for the room, she did not want her husband's mood back bad. She opened the door in a hurry and saw her husband standing in front of the window looking out. Instead of what, Nesya was afraid that her husband would eventually stand in front of the window. Fortunately, Nesya came at the right time.
Nesya immediately wrapped her hands on her husband's back. She hugged from behind her husband's tall body. His head that only reached his back rubbed with joking intent. But I don't know! husband just respond! Her husband was disappointed in this situation.
"I was left behind anyway?" nesya asked breaking the silence.
"I'll tell Mama everything, I don't want Mama to keep on beating you up for not being pregnant."
"I don't agree!" nesya.
Nolan loosened Nesya's hand, he turned around and looked towards Nesya.
"Why? You want to cover everything from Mama so Mama can keep on beating you! I can't Nes! I'm not going to let you push you anymore because something isn't your fault!"
"Sstttt ...," Nesya briefly kissed her husband's lips.
"I'd rather we ask mama to pray that our pregnancy program is smooth, without the need to tell who is in trouble or not!"
"Nes," Nolan disagreed with Nesya's idea.
"Bang, if Mama knows you have a problem, it will make Mama more panicked and willing to take care of our pregnancy program. The pressure that Bang No receives will be even greater, if not according to their wishes they will be disappointed. Yes, I know, the goal is good. But we can't be monitored by Mama. We have the right to set the path we take ourselves to have children."
Nolan thought, Nesya's words have a point. Why he did not think until there, he just thought only to make loved ones disappointed. Instead he must prove to them, he can overcome his own household problems.
"You're a real darling" said Nolan.
Nesya put her hands around her husband's neck.
"We will live happily this program, we are successful partners have children. We rely and try, for our success we are greedy for God. My brother said the same to me. No matter how hard we try, if God has not given us trust, it will not happen. So let's enjoy it until the happy news comes and makes everyone happy." Nesya spoke confidently, but her main goal was not to make her husband's mood bad.
"Now my wife is a cool heart, yes" Nolan said, after hearing Nesya's statement, making her determined to be sure she could.
"I'm also another pinter," said Nesya in a seductive style glancing towards the bed.
Nolan who was anxious and his mood returned well lifted his wife's body to the path of truth, uh .. towards the bed he meant to sleep.
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Since there was no scheduled surgery, Nesya was able to leave for the hospital with her husband this morning. But before they left, the two had to have breakfast with the family.
Nesya just needs to mentally prepare to meet the mother-in-law who is kepo with her husband's statement. He hopes Nolan can handle the mother-in-law's problems.
"For Pa," said Nolan to Papa who was still busy with his tablet without his beloved Mama.
"For Nak" replied Mr. Hendrawan.
"For Pa," said Nesya.
"Hmmm ..," replied Mr. Hendrawan without seeing Nesya.
Nesya immediately sat on the chair, he was used to being considered invisible creatures by Papa-in-law.
Shortly afterwards Mama Mitha came with a cup of tea placed in front of Mr. Hendrawan.
Mama Mitha stared alternately at Nolan and Nesya as if asking for an explanation. Nesya had guessed that Mama Mitha must not have been able to move on from last night before one of them had given an argument.
"Ma, I'll finish breakfast. There's something I want to talk about" Nolan said.
"Yes, no, you explain something to Mama!"
The four people at this dining table, were enjoying breakfast quietly.
After breakfast, Nolan took Mama Mitha to a garden chair near the pool. Talking in the open will make the mind more relaxed.
"Ma, so gini. I'm the same Nesya has been in the pregnancy program for two days."
"Seriously! Is she pregnant?" mama Mitha asked in surprise.
"Yes Ma, Nesya does not want to delay to have children, she wants everything to go naturally" said Nolan.
"Benefit Nes! You want to get pregnant?" mama Mitha asked with a happy face.
Nesya nodded not expecting Mama-in-law to be so happy, especially if Nesya was actually pregnant. Mama-in-law immediately hugged Nesya tightly. Nesya hugged this glamorous woman back.
"Mama is very happy Nes," said Mama Mitha kissed Nesya's forehead.
"We ask for his prayers yes Ma, hopefully my wish is the same Bang No, can be realized soon" said Nesya.
"Surely, son, have you met the doctor?" ask Mama Mitha.
"It's Ma" replied Nolan.
"Keep, How the result is, you two must be fertile, right," exclaimed Mama Mitha still with a cheerful laugh.
Nolan and Nesya looked at each other.
"God willing, Ma" answered Nesya, before her husband mispronounced her and could ruin this happy moment.
"Doctor who? You have to choose the best obstetrician or Mama only choose the best doctor for you," said Mama Mitha.
Nolan breathed a rough breath, again - again beloved Mama want to follow the problem of the pregnancy program.
"Ma, as for the matter of Nesya's and me pregnancy program, it's better for both of us to think. We just ask prayers from Mama hopefully our wishes can be fulfilled soon." Nolan.
"But No. ..," denied Mama Mitha.
"Ma, Mama must believe in us, mama is quite supportive and praying!" nolan.
"Yes already!" mama Mitha replied this time.
"Ma, I am the same Nesya will try, but still the one who determines everything is God. The Owner of Life."
"Yes No, Mama will always pray so that Mama can quickly get grandchildren" said Mama Mitha holding her son's cheek.
"Yes, Ma, let's go first." Nolan stood up, his right hand grabbed Nesya's hand to get her up.
Maybe this is the first step Nesya and Nolan to be able to breathe calmly at the Adiguna family home. He hoped that Mama-in-law would no longer question the problem of children. That way he hopes his family program will run as expected.
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