Billionaire's Secret Son-in-law
Husband VS Wife

...When love and compassion surround us. So what we want will continue to be made to be realized by it....

...~Aufa Falisha...

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Finally here they are. In a large and spacious living room. Abraham stood beside his wife with Mother Almeera and Father Bara sitting across.

"Do you really want that, son?" Ask Almeera again.

Aufa's plain face could only nod. He really wanted that rice right now. Somehow the food with the characteristics of Indonesia it really makes him swallow his saliva forcibly.

"Yes, Mom. Aufa wanted to eat that," replied Aufa honestly. "But… "

"But?" Almeera waited for her son-in-law to continue.

"But I want Abra to cook it herself, ma'am. I want her to cook for me" said Aufa, looking at her husband sitting next to her.

Abraham remained silent. He looked at his wife's two eyeballs who really wanted her to cook. I don't know why Abraham's heart was touched. Especially when those eyes looked at him expectantly and made him unable to resist in the slightest.

"You can buy the ingredients in the market, son. Try it first! There may be," said Almeera, who made Abraham nod.

"Abra will shop, ma'am" said Abraham, who had been silent since.

"I'm coming!"

"You'll be tired, honey."

"I'm coming!" Said Aufa with a chuckle.

Abraham rubbed his wife's head. Eventually the man lost. His head nodded in agreement to his wife's request to come with him.

"Don't be too tired. If Aufa wants to rest. You guys sit down first. Okay?"

Aufa looked at her mother-in-law full of must. Almeera was really her mother-in-law figure who was like her own real mother. The woman who was no longer young never forced herself.

Never demanding to look perfect. Yes it should be able to cook, it should be able to clean the house, this and that. Almeera actually told Aufa, do what she can.

Do not be too pushy to accept perfect in the eyes of others because we will look bad in the eyes of those who always hate us and we will look good in the eyes of those who like us.

"Let's change clothes first. After that we went shopping!" Take Abraham and stretch out his hand.

Eventually the couple began to change clothes. The weather in New York is starting to get cold. Yes, the outside air and the air began to be negative and made Abraham worried for his wife.

"Is it going to snow, honey?" Aufa asked with a look at Abraham who was wearing himself socks.

"Yes. So if you want to go anywhere. Wear thick clothes. I don't want you to get cold!" Abraham said firmly and made Aufa's lips curl upwards.

Somehow Abraham's entire attention was able to show how much he loved Aufa. This pregnant woman is very well aware of how much her husband loves her.

"Ready, Mr Boss!"

"Done!" Abraham stood up.

He took Aufa's last thick jacket and helped her wear it.

"Let's go shopping. You're ready to come with me, baby!"

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A couple with growing love walked hand in hand. They actually went to one of the malls that Abraham chose

"Say to the Market, honey. How to get to the Mall?" Aufa asked as Abraham began to open the car door for her.

"I want you to go shopping for cold clothes first, honey. I remember you didn't carry a single thick shirt. Really?"

Aufa's eyes glazed over. He looked at Abraham with a stern look. I don't know why his feelings are getting bigger and bigger with that guy.

It was as if Abraham understood himself so much, checking all his needs and even everything he brought here.

"You see my suitcase, honey?"

Abraham put his hand on his wife's waist. The two began to enter the mall that looks crowded.

"Yes, Honey. I must have checked your suitcase. You're here with me anyway. I don't want to happen to you."

"And our son?" It was Sela Aufa who made Abraham smile.

"That's again but the sure and the main thing is you."

"Didn't you love our son? Why are you leading me?" Aufa asked softly as the two walked over and stared in the direction where they were going to shop.

"I love you and our son. But our son is still in your stomach. So, she would still be happy if her mother was happy. Our son will be safe, if you are safe. So, before I take care of him. I will take good care of you!"

The grip was tightened by Aufa. He really felt lucky to be loved by a man like Abraham. I don't know what good he did in the past but that's for sure.

Aufa felt grateful. Thankful that she accepted the forced marriage. Grateful because he was met by a million secret men about his identity.

"Thank you, Mr. Abraham. Your mouth is so sweet and I love you."

Abraham smiled. He then began to pull his wife's arm to enter one of the clothing stores that he knew very well because of frequent shopping here.

"What are we going to buy, honey? " Task Aufa who was beside Abraham.

Aufa's eyes looked around. He was able to see all the clothes sold there were cold clothes, such as jackets, thick clothes, socks, hats and scarves and gloves.

"Buy thick clothes for you" said Abraham slowly and moved towards the jacket.

Aufa chose to follow her husband. He did not know what to shop because honestly Aufa was lazy to leave the house.

Since pregnant the woman prefers to sleep, stay at home. Calm, peaceful and serene. He doesn't like crowds. He doesn't like to go out and make him tired. Plus Aufa does not want to happen to the child he is carrying if it forces the streets and out longer.

"Do you like this, honey? " Abraham asked, showing a jacket to Aufa.

"Like no? " Abrahams asked who put his wife's comfort first.

Abraham was never selfish. He always put Aufa's comfort first. What he wants his wife to wear, he will buy it. And what Abraham wanted to buy, he would ask his wife whether Aufa wanted it or not.

"Like, darling," Reply Aufa while nodding.

"If this?" Abraham asked, wearing a thick sweater.

"good. Aufa likes, "Said Aufa who always supports.

Abraham put the jacket and sweater on the servant who accompanied him. Then the beautiful pregnant mother started to move. Somehow he wanted to walk towards the thick pants that were in the corner of this room.

Some jeans that look comfortable it attracts the attention of pregnant women. Aufa held onto one of them and then he moved closer to his leg to be seen. Whether it fits him or not.

"Good," said Aufa to himself.

He picked up another pair of pants and put them close to his legs. Abraham came and saw what his wife was doing.

"Darling" said Abraham approaching.

"You are," said Aufa whining.

"But you're pregnant, honey. It's jeans… "

"My stomach is still flat. It's not visible yet, is it? So you can still wear pants, honey. Well.. Well.. "

Aufa whined with repeated winks. He really wanted to buy one of those jeans over there because the material was good.

"This is ayeah. It's nice! " Abraham said he held a wide cloth trouser and made Aufa shake his head.

"This is good, dear, " Reply Aufa kekeh holding black jeans.

"Honey… "

"Please" Pinta Aufa with eyes full of hope.

This pregnant woman wants to have these pants because she thinks it is good to wear them. Moreover, he also knew very well what he was wearing. Whether you are comfortable with it or not. Aufa will not force. He will look for the size of the stomach still remains oversize and does not press on his stomach.

"Dear, yeah? " Bujuk Aufa was still muddy with his wishes.

Abraham could only breathe heavily. He will not win against his wife. He won't be able to fight his wife one bit.

"Buy the big size. Don't press the stomach. Okay?"

Both corners of Aufa's lips curved upwards. He ran into Abraham's arms and hugged him.

"Thank you, Honey. Thanks much. I love you," said Aufa with a burning feeling.

Abraham received the jeans of his wife's choice and gave them to the servant who had accompanied them. They continue to buy everything they need.

Abraham did not think about how much to spend. What his wife needs. What Aufa wanted, the man immediately took it and bought it.

"Have you?" Abraham asked his wife.

"Here you go, honey."

"Now we are shopping for groceries. I'll cook you some rice."

Both of them continued shopping. They walked towards one of the markets in the mall. Abraham left all his groceries to daycare before the man carried a shopping stroller in his hand.

"What do we buy?" Ask the curious Aufa.

"What do you want fish for?"

"Chicken start," said Aufa honestly.

"Means the city is shopping for chicken, coconut milk to make it, too" said Abraham smartly who seemed to have no trouble.

The two walk together. Search for what they need. Until finally when the two were near instant noodles.

Aufa pulled her husband's hand.

"Yes?"

"Buy noodles, honey?" Persuade Aufa to her husband.

"You can't eat instant food, honey. Remember!"

"Our son," Sela Aufa took her breath so deeply.

The pregnant woman put the noodles again with a lethargic face. It made Abraham feel bad in his mind.

"Buy but only one!"

The originally flat lips were now smiling. The originally gloomy eyes looked sparkling.

"Seriously, Honey? Can you?" Tanya Aufa repeated.

"Yes but only one!" Abraham continued his footsteps. "Come on. We need to make your rice paddies immediately before you get hungry!"

After all the shopping is done. Finally Abraham began to put the groceries in the middle seat and luggage.

"Sit down quietly, my mother. Eat her ice cream don't get sucked!" Abraham said while stealing a sweet kiss on Aufa's lips.

Yes, pregnant women are eating chocolate ice cream. Somehow this winter did not make Aufa lazy to eat ice cream. In fact, he thinks the taste of this ice cream is very good.

"Honey. My lips are straw!"

"Wild but it tastes sweeter than eating ice cream straight away!"

~Connected