
Her night.
The clock has shown at eleven o'clock in the evening. As Bams said earlier this afternoon, after lunch they went home and struggled all day in bed not forgetting to obey the safety protocols of young pregnant women.
"Eugh.." - Belva poked her eyes.
"What time is this?" Lirih Belva while looking at the wall clock in her room.
"Jeez, it's eleven o'clock. Laper pantes." Say Belva again.
Belva turned to the side where Bams was asleep.
"Sister. Brother Bams." Belva woke Bams while shaking her husband's body slowly.
Because Bams never woke up, Belva approached her husband.
"Sister. Brother Bams, wake up dong." Once again Belva woke Bams while stroking her husband's cheek.
"Mmm... Why baby? You want some more?" Ask Bams.
"Ish.. what the hell!! I'm laper, let's get up." Omel Belva's.
Bams also blinked his eyes.
"What time is this?"
"Four eleven."
"Gosh my god." Shocked Bams while sitting himself down.
"Why?" Ask Belva in amazement.
"I have to be babar, baby." Answer Bams without sin.
"Iiikh.I guess what!! Don't know mabar!!! Keep mabar, keep mabar!!! I told you I'm a laper!!! Our son is laper, even mabar again thought!!!" Omel Belva while hitting Bams with a pillow.
"Eeeeh. Oh, my love, my goodness." Please Bams.
Belva stopped hitting Bams with a pillow.
"Review well that brother still wants online games more than me. I am the same Mama-Papa." Belva Threatens.
"Sorry baby, his name is also a habit. I promise I'll cut back. But don't ask me to stop right away, because it's gonna be hard. But if I cut back, maybe I can. No pa-pa, right, baby?"
Belva was silent for a moment to think.
"May you baby, that's just my entertainment. Instead of me looking for entertainment at the nightclub, come on." Persuade Bams again.
"Yes, too." Belva murmured in the heart.
"Yes already. But his sister was only three hours a day huh." Answer Belva.
Bams nodded his head in agreement.
"So what are you going to eat? Let me tell you to make it."
"It's eleven o'clock, don't wake up again. We cook ourselves."
"What do you want to eat?"
"Where if you cook instant noodles just a spit."
"No!! Can't!!! My childhood was fed instant noodles. The others!!" Omel Bams's.
"I don't know what to eat either, I'm confused."
"What if I make spaghetti carbonara? It's healthier."
"May deh." Reply Belva.
Bams came down from the bed, picked up his clothes and put them on. After that, pick up Belva's clothes and put them on Belva's body.
They also came out of the room.
Without having to go downstairs, Bams and Belva walked to the kitchen that was still on the floor. The kitchen was almost never touched either before Bams got married or after Bams got married.
"You sit down, let me cook." Bams.
"Akh, I want to cut the ingredients."
"No need. If I told you to sit down, just sit down. Don't ngeyel." Omel Bams's.
Inevitably Belva was just sitting watching Bams act as a husband on standby.
After about half an hour, finally spaghetti carbonara made by Bams was ready to serve.
Bams moved it to the plate, then served it to the table.
"Please eat Mrs Bams Simeon." Bams said as he placed the plate containing the spaghetti carbonara in front of Belva.
"Thank you Dad." Reply Belva.
"When else is your control schedule?" Ask Bams while enjoying his homemade food.
"About two weeks away."
"I can't wait to know how it's going to progress." Bams.
"At that time, big brother, big brother, you can't see the progress." Reply Belva origin.
"Uhuk.. uhuk.." heard the words of Belva, Bams who was sipping spaghetti to the point of choking.
Quickly Belva thrust drinking water on Bams.
"Pelan-pelan dong kak eat it. Nobody wants to ask for it." Say Belva while patting Bams on the back.
"So you said it was there anyway. Where can I see the development of our child. What a banana I'm using or what endoscopy!" Reply Bams.
"How come I'm just a fertilizing device." Bams.
Belva responded with a loud laugh.
"Haha. Brother funny ikh." Belva. It wasn't Bams' words that made Belva laugh, but rather Bams' facial expression that looked like a child who was accused of stealing a snack that her mother had kept under a pile of clothes in a closet.
"Udah cepetan eat up, let us sleep again. What time do you see. Tomorrow we still have to work. Inget, you don't have an assistant anymore." Bams.
***
Next morning.
Bams and Belva are already in Simeon's Group.
Since Belva had no assistants, Belva's full secretary duties were carried out. And it made Bams worry, fearing Belva fatigue.
"Honey, don't be tired. If you're tired of resting." Bams warned.
"Small why the hell, brother, people don't work hard either." Reply Belva.
Bams eyes also down, it turns out Belva wear heels, although not too high but still wear uneven shoes, will make the performance of the feet more quickly tired.
"You're wearing those shoes anyway, change!! Didn't you use flat shoes from home?"
"These are the shoes I put in my locker."
"Deliver!! Replace the flat shoes!!" Bams' orders are firm.
Seeing the face of the Bams, Belva did not dare to argue and chose to obey her husband's orders.
"Good morning Young Master." Greetings Mr. Adrian.
"Good morning Uncle."
"What is this Young Master? Is there something on Miss Belva's desk? Does the table have to be changed because it's already in Amora's use?" Ask Mr. Adrian.
Bams shook his head.
"Uncle, do pregnant female employees in this company still wear heels?" Ask Bams.
"Huh?" Mr. Adrian was stunned to hear Bams' question.
"Sorry sir, I didn't pay attention until there." Answer Mr. Adrian honestly.
"Then make new rules!! Starting tomorrow, every pregnant woman is strictly forbidden to wear heels and only allowed to wear flat shoes or sandals. But don't flip Suwe Loe either. And have the canteen provide special food for pregnant women, healthy and nutritious food. And for those who want to take maternity leave give them leave until their child is six months old. And if there are women who have just entered young pregnancy and experienced morning sickness to make them unable to work, do not cut their salaries. Keep counting them in. Uncle understand what I mean?"
"Yes Young Master, I understand." Reply Mr. Adrian.
"Seriously?" Belva asked dumbfounded by the rules that Bams makes for pregnant women.
Bams nodded his head.
"Wiggle at you, I know how their husbands feel. And what I'm doing to keep pregnant women happy at work." Answer Bams.
"Why don't you guys have a free maternity class once or twice a week?" Belva.
"Whoahs. Your idea could be." Answer Bams approves Belva's idea.
"Uncle, add what my wife said earlier." Bams told Mr. Adrian.
"Good Sir. Then excuse me first." Said Mr. Adrian. Mr. Adrian turned his body around to take care of what Bams told him to do, but he was just about to step up, suddenly Mr. Adrian just remembered the files he was holding that Bams had to sign. Mr. Adrian turned his body back.
"Sorry sir, I almost forgot. These are the files you need to sign." Said Mr. Adrian while giving the file.
Bams took the file from Mr. Adrian's hand.
After the file changed hands, Mr. Adrian turned his body back and walked to the elevator.
"Tomorrow if Young Master's son has been born, about the new rules what else will he make?" Mumbled Mr. Adrian in heart.
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