Billionaire's Secret Son-in-law
The Syndrome Morning Sickness

...Sometimes when we are in love. Then anything about it will be a beautiful memory that can not be forgotten. However, it is different from an obsession that only wants to have without wanting to know whether his love is reciprocated or not....

...~JBlack...

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The night is getting late. A very calm and peaceful atmosphere is visible out there. However, it is different from the situation in the garden behind Abraham's house.

Yes, tonight there is a long table installed there with barbeque tools that are neatly arranged and ready to use. Yes today, tonight, the Abraham family is planning to have dinner in the back garden with a BBQ together.

Some food ingredients, fish and all seasonings have been prepared since the afternoon. Until tonight everyone just cooks and uses it.

"Bring yesterday the fish, Abra. Papa will cook it" said Papa Akmal who started the grill fire.

Abraham, the man who wore long pants and a thick shirt and jacket had been sitting quietly next to his wife. Yes, Abraham really did not want to be far away. Even he held his wife's hand and held it close to his nose as if the scent of Aufa's body was a medicine.

Abraham since last afternoon or rather all day doing strange activities. Yes the man will feel nausea and vomiting if close and see any food.

Any food eaten by him will be removed again. Or the food eaten by the people closest to him makes him want to vomit.

Abraham looked at the fresh fish in the container with a look of disbelief. Just a culture alone made his stomach at this time unpleasant. However, he did not feel well to refuse his father-in-law's request and made him unwaveringly take off Abraham's hand and immediately stand up.

Carry the fish in the container while holding your breath. Yes, hold your breath as best you can until the container moves into the hands of his father-in-law.

Ducklings.

Abraham shut his mouth when he could no longer hold back his nausea. Bara who is still arranging a spontaneous grill looks up.

"Are you okay, Son?" Ask Bara with worry.

"Yes, Abra. Your face has been pale since, son. Are you sick?" Ask Papa Akmal who is also no less worried.

Abraham shook his head. He tried to adjust his breathing to make himself a little calmer.

"Abra's fine, Pa, Dad. As long as there is no food near Abra. I don't know why to see food like fish earlier, then the cuisine of the field Mother and Mama. Abraham wanted to vomit. Sorry if Abra was rude. But… "

"Papa knows what you mean" Akmal said spontaneously, leading Abraham to look up.

"meaning?" Abraham asked confusedly.

"See, ask your mom. Say Abang nausea when looking at food like papa used to," said Papa Akmal who made Abraham look back.

He could see his father-in-law, his mother and his wife were preparing a long dinner table. He also saw from the connecting door of the house and garden, his wife's best friend, Mela came while carrying some plates in her hands.

"Sit there! Let your father and father-in-law bake. You sit down, son. Your condition is not okay" Bara said to his son who was immediately taken by the head.

The man finally sat back down and made Aufa who was busy helping his in-laws and mama arrange food that was ready to turn his head.

"Cock here, honey? You're not helping me with Papa?" Aufa asked while sitting next to her husband.

Abraham's head shook. "I'm sick of seeing that raw fish."

Abraham looked lethargic. He put his head on the table because he felt dizzy. She felt pain and throbbing to the point of making Aufa worry.

"You have a fever?"

Aufa placed her hand on her husband's forehead. But everything is fine.

"You're boong huh? No fever" said Aufa honestly.

"I'm not boong, honey. Really look at the fish I want nausea," said Abraham honestly.

Aufa still frowned. Honestly, she did not believe because her husband's condition was fine.

"Have you been nauseous for a few days, son?" Ask Mama Bela who stopped her hand activity.

"Yes, Ma. Worse today" said Abraham truthfully. "Papa said that too. If Abra should… "

"That's the same Mama?" It was Sela Mama Bela who made Abraham nod.

"What is Papa, Ma?" Ask Aufa who is equally curious.

Almeera, whose hand did not remain silent, stopped. The two young women finally sat next to each other looking at Abraham and Aufa.

"Papa was like Abra" said Mama Bela.

The woman who still looked beautiful was looking ahead. It was as if she was twisting her memories again in the past about herself and her husband whom she deeply remembered.

He remembered this incident very well because it was very very exciting even though pitying.

"Come, Pa. Accompany Mom eat it. Mama really wants to," said Mama Bela with an enlarged stomach looks so funny and anxious.

Papa Akmal shook his head. His handsome face seemed to be so rejecting his wife's request.

"Mama please. Mama wants to eat at Papa's bribe. Yeah..yeah? " Rengek Mama Bela with pleading gaze.

The pregnant woman blinked her eyes funny. Like a child who wants something from her husband and must be obeyed.

"Yes, Pa? Pli. Mama wants to!" Whine Mama Bela pleaded.

Finally Papa Akmal who pity his wife let alone being five months pregnant, making him unable to refuse. The couple finally entered a seafood restaurant.

Ordering the food that Mama Bela wants and until finally the cooked food is ready to serve. The aroma of typical seafood mixed with spices is very tempting for Mama Bela.

But it was different with Papa Akmal. When the food reached their table. That's when the handsome man of his day was terribly tormented.

"Yes, Pa?"

Papa Akmal nodded. He tried to neutralize himself and his heart. Trying to resist the nausea that wants to come out and also his turbulent stomach.

Slowly the man began to feed his wife with his head not seeing anything.

"Father! Ikhm!" Mama Bela cried as Papa Akmal's hand moved in any direction. "Papa's real hand! Look dong, Mama where!"

Mama Bela's voice began to get upset and made Papa Akmal start to worry. Finally he began to look at his wife and bribe her.

"This mm is so good, Pa," said Mama Bela with enthusiasm. "Let's Mama bribe Papa too. Seafood is Papa's favorite."

Mama Bela took a spoon. She put the shrimp on top of the rice then started scooping it and stretched out towards her husband's lips.

"Let's open your mouth!" Said Mama Bela.

Papa Akmal stared at the spoon in horror. Even he closed his mouth because he felt his stomach churn strongly.

"No, Ma!"

"Let's open your mouth!"

"Ma!" Please Papa Akmal.

"Eat, Pa! Come on!"

Finally, Papa Akmal opened his mouth. He accepted the bribe with a reddened face.

"Awas vomited. Mama's gonna be pissed off and Papa's sleeping outside!"

"At that time Mama did not know if Papa nausea vomiting was due to Mama's pregnancy syndrome," said Mama Bela with a slow chuckle. "Mom forced your father to eat until he could swallow."

~Connected