Gaje
Part 82's

On the way home from the reunion, as usual, the car became very quiet because Jasmin slept next to Haris. Already full of food and gossip finally he pat also in the car, while Haris had to drive alone with high curiosity, he said, about the ultimate style of what Jasmin uses so that his wife can survive chatting at the table with girls who incidentally ex-girlfriend, and ex-boyfriend of her husband. And, why also the Mina can come when she has no relationship at all with Haris school.

Jasmin opened her eyes as the car stopped at the red light, she grinned towards Haris who looked seriously thinking in her seat.

"Pamil.. bumilnya thirsty," said Jasmin while poking her husband's arm.

"Eh, you're awake. I thought you fainted," said Haris in shock, the man opened the lid of a bottle of water and handed it to Jasmin.

Jasmin grinned, "If full, you want bobo."

"Where are we?" jasmin asked curiously while researching the left and right sides of the road.

"The red light of samsat is still far away, uh don't sleep anymore but. I have no chatter," Haris replied with annoyance, seeing that Jasmin had begun to stretch herself back into the seat.

"Aduh babi. papamu bawel very if the same mom. Though mama is no longer in the mood to chat, mama tired want to eat sleep just a walk? The baby is full now, right? Wants bobo, huh?"

Haris chuckled as she watched Jasmin speak to her stomach. "No need for weird doctrines Min same my son. 50 percent of the baby is my work too... is not it a baby right?" said Haris while rubbing Jasmin's stomach that did not respond to anything.

"What the hell, you're only 30 percent, I'm 70 percent!" elak Jasmin won't take it.

Haris clearly did not accept his wife's decision. "Am I 30 percent? I'm the one who helped you make the baby" said Haris proudly and unwilling to lose.

"Yes, I'm pregnant with a 9-month-old baby. Keep fitting the process of making it I also have to react the seeding process. Huu. Lu mah yang origin cus cus doang."

Haris laughed as he rubbed his face. "Oh yes, wkwk yes yes, I'm 30 lu 70 percent." Finally, I also missed this one.

Jasmin giggled making Haris frown her forehead. "Why laughing?" ask Haris in wonder.

"Lu know what the baby just said?"

Haris shook his head, yes how does he know the hell there is no baby. "What's emang?"

"The baby is dear to you.." said Jasmin gently, making Haris smile warmly and rubbing Jasmin's distended stomach gently.

"Oh my goodness, dear baby papa? Yes dong, especially the papa. Be well there until you are born."

"Eh Ris.... on the left is there any rame-rame?!" jasmin asked, turning his face to the left.

"Oh, it's like a malem market. Wanna go there?"

"Well, is that true? Mauu Ris, turn around!" jasmin said excited to make Haris directly turn his car to the left to enter the night market area.

Jasmin applauded cheerfully, but it was 8 pm past when they should immediately rest because of the condition of Jasmin who was pregnant. However, it's okay to once in a while stray into the night market.

"Why go to the market?"

"You want to make a fuss, hehe." Jasmin replied innocently, making Haris sigh violently.

"What do you want my son to be, God."

"Ris, want to ride the mill.“ Point Jasmin at a gaming arena provided by the night market they are currently visiting. Haris was horrified when he saw a windmill that was similar in shape to the bird cage, but Jasmin even wanted to ride that.

"Ntar in the wind Min, time to ride the mill."

Jasmin snorted softly, he glanced down where his stomach would be used as the main weapon for Haris to lose. "The baby wants to...."

Haris took his breath. "No, no. The baby must learn discipline since the birth of the body. There are no wheels, others just mending we play fishing rods," refused Haris while pointing at the fishing area filled with toddler children accompanied by their mother and father. Jasmin pouted.

"Jude, kora-kora!" invite Jasmin with sparkling eyes, Haris immediately frowned at the strange request of his wife.

"Can't! Moreover, kora-kora, ntar cave children mabok Min dalem stomach. Lu his taketilan very."

Jasmin pouted again, and Haris did not want to be let down just because Jasmin was pouting, if harmed Haris was also the one who had to be responsible and at risk.

Finally, because of Haris's persuasion, Jasmin was willing to continue the streets without asking for a strange arena. The couple just went around combing the entire contents of the night market while holding hands, occasionally Haris also offered Jasmin food sold there. As a result, Jasmin asked to buy cotton candy and jumbo-sized milkshakes.

While enjoying the typical food of the market that night, they sat on a long bench overlooking the swivel comedy. In the arena of the game there is a small child Iyang riding a horse, still a toddler about 3 years old accompanied by his father, they look cheerful happy to play there.

Accidentally, Jasmin and Haris's gaze was fixed in the same direction, on the couple's father and son. Jasmin smiled anxiously, and Haris involuntarily stroked Jasmin's stomach gently.

"Later, that same baby of yours isn't it, Pamil?" mumbling Jasmin.

Haris smiled a little. "It depends on the mood. Maybe we'll mabar pab ji together. Hehe."

Jasmin. "I can't play pab ji."

"Yee, you're forbidden, it's my baby boy too. It's up to us dong want to negabisin quality time like how..usil really be a mother."

Jasmin giggled, Haris still did not want to lose.

Haris immediately closed his lips because Jasmin did not respond to his scolding, usually Jasmin would be more fierce if he had said so.

"Cock not bales?"

Jasmin rested her head on Haris' shoulder, while tightly embracing her husband's left arm. "Bales what the hell is Pamil. Who will look like his face, continue to lash out who will look like. Hmm, it's just a gumush ...."

Haris who was willing to fight mouth is not so deh, because already lost first the same words Jasmin just now.

"Udah must look like me Min. the baby if the guy will be 3G anyway."

"That 3G what? Speech is prayer," asked Jasmin astonished.

"Hihi Pamil...."

"Eh Min, when you were dating Kai, how was it? How can Kai take gamon so it looks like."

Well, it has begun to discuss the former, Jasmin giggled at the question of her husband.

"Hm, hm... are there any jealous elements of a Pamil?!" search Jasmin nyebelin.

Haris cut his lips when treated this way by Jasmin, unfortunately this one bumil guess is right on target.

"Yes, yes, the jealous girl is. gatau why, must be because of the hormones of a pregnant father."

Jasmin giggled, "So he said it has nothing to do with hormones, no? If his wife is pregnant, are there any sense of his hormones in the soul?"

Haris nodded in annoyance, Jasmin has not given him an answer yet.

"So, it used to be High School. Yes how the High School boy is dating. I'm still innocent that way, Kai is fakboi really yes. Difficult to explain," explained Jasmin to Haris who still makes Haris not understand and can not imagine also how it feels to date Jasmin.

"Try the example to me, plainly you how the time of High School," pinta Haris with a commanding tone. The handsome guy crossed both arms in front of his chest waiting for Jasmin to exemplify one of his innocent attitudes during High School.

Jasmin chuckles, “Haris.. Jasmin was a laper, but he wanted to go for a walk too. Want to ride a motorbike around the city of Bandung, Jasmin wanted Haris Temenin Jasmin to buy a new liptint in the mall. Haris wants to, huh?" jasmin said sweetly, yes more or less this is the behavior of Jasmin when dating Kai.

Winner Winner Chiken Dinner is Jasmin, because it managed to be at the top position in the heart of Haris after successfully firing his flagship bullet.

There was a love bullet stuck in Haris' heart, which nearly convulsed Haris on the bench he was sitting on.

"Astagfirullah.. fortunately I married you spit-cepet, Min."

"I don't think you can be this funny, O Allah.”

"It's a joke what's really?!"

"Oh, really, geez gumushh...." Haris again dropped the pinch on both of Jasmin's chubby cheeks, and Jasmin laughed.

***

Early this morning Jasmin was at Airin's house to accompany her sister-in-law while Surya was on a work visit out of town. Because now the age of Airin content just counts the days to delivery, then Airin should not be left alone at home or out of the house without friends. Yes, although Jasmin is also both pregnant, but at least Jasmin is quite reliable.

In addition to the riotous culprit, Jasmin was quick to respond also to call an ambulance in case of sudden delivery of Airin. Haris has also agreed to lend Jasmin to Airin as long as he injects new-order furniture to his store.

"Kak Airin why the hell give permission to brother Surya to go to Bogor. How are you trying?"

Airin giggled to hear Jasmin's complaint which actually sounded more fierce than Hani mamahnya.

"Hehe, how else would Min. Kasian Surya, she's been working a lot of keteter since I got pregnant. But gapapa anyway, there are still you same Haris who take care of."

Jasmin took his breath. If Haris goes out of town without fouling, Jasmin will be raging like that.

"Sir, really what Airin said at that time. Being pregnant makes us weird. I'm until the gamau left by Haris, if Haris changes clothes, I'm sure to go where he wants to go. because, I always want to come along."

Airin suddenly grimaced, when he saw the movement of his large stomach. Jasmin who saw this immediately approached Airin and looked worried.

"Why? Mules, Brother? I'm calling an ambulance now, okay? Or we'll go to the hospital now!" jasmin said in a hurry, because from earlier Jasmin felt something was wrong with Airin. Airin rarely spoke and seemed to endure the pain. However, when asked, Airin always answered fine.

Airin shook his head slowly, but his breathing sounded irregular, making Jasmin not believe him just like that.

Without waiting for a decision from Airin, Jasmin immediately took his phone and asked Haris to come first to Airin's house, while Jasmin contacted Haris, he entrusted Airin to the household assistant who had been tidying up the house since.

Jasmin turned to Airin and Surya's room, he immediately put in baby clothes, diapers and all sorts of equipment that Airin would need in the hospital if it were true his nephew would be born now.

"Oh my goodness, so boisterous gini," muttered Jasmin as he folded the blanket and put it in the bag. While her phone connection with Haris is still connected, Haris can hear what Jasmin said and chuckles because Jasmin's complaints always make her gregety.

"Udah already. Lu just sat there, which was calm.don't move much let alone up and down the stairs," Haris reminded Jasmin.

Jasmin sighed, he had already climbed the stairs just now because he had to pick up things. "Gue is healthy kali. the baby is strong. cepetan here, panic I'm the same sister Airin. Kasian ...."

"Yes patiently.this is already at the corner of the perum Batu Mas deck. Just get on the platform again, "tell Haris over the phone.

Jasmin also occupied himself on the bed belonging to Airin, because was pregnant young Jasmin physical condition could not last as long as before pregnancy. Walking a little can make Jasmin tired and out of breath. Jasmin rested himself in bed and tried to neutralize his breathing, if it was normal then Jasmin would go down to the hospital.

Jasmin lowered his head under his feet, feeling something as wet as if being stepped on by the unrequited soles of his feet. And...

"Riss...." Jasmin returned the HP closer to her ear, and spoke to Haris in a somewhat shaky and weak voice.

"Hm, I've been in perum nih... patiently," said Haris while driving his car to get to Airin's house immediately.

"Ris.. I bleed...." Jasmin sobbed, he was terrified as he saw blood coming down his legs, feeling something as wet as if being stepped on by the unrequited soles of his feet. And...

"HUH? HOW BLOODY?!"

Jasmin stared at the floor of the room the blood splotches that had definitely come from him. Jasmin bit his finger hard, he felt nervous, scared and completely confused. Jasmin held onto her stomach which gave no reaction whatsoever.

"Min! HOW BLOODY?! MIN!"

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