Billionaire's Secret Son-in-law
Sleeping With Mela

...When love speaks. Sacrifice of any kind must be made for the sake of our loved ones. ...

...~Abraham Barraq Al - Khfi...

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Aufa really doesn't believe that. However, seeing how her husband who had not eaten all day, nausea vomiting when looking at food made her believe.

"Is Abra like Papa, Ma?"

Mama Bela nodded. "When viewed from the same effect. I'm sure the one with the nausea is not you but Abraham, son."

"Can it be?"

"Can" replied Almeera who had been silent since. "If people say because her husband is too loving, then he will be affected by it."

"He's having morning sickness and his wife is fine."

Somehow Aufa's feelings instead of happy and happy even feel sad. Moreover, she was able to see her husband who was not okay. Can't eat, just look at the nausea and vomiting.

"Darling, I'm sorry," Whinek Aufa felt guilty.

Abraham, whose face looked pale, smiled. He rubbed Aufa's face with affection. "At least you're not tormented to eat, sweetie."

"But you?"

Aufa. Yes very worried. What if her husband doesn't want to eat.

"That'll run a few months, son. Usually only the first trimester," said Mama Bela who made Aufa nod.

"Abang enjoy it. Don't be mind-bending. Mama, Mama and Aufa and the others will help Abang. If you want to eat something, you just tell us, okay?"

Abraham nodded. What his mother and father said sometimes made no sense. However, she knows about morning sickness and is often experienced by pregnant women.

But this time it was different. Not his wife who experienced but him. But somehow it made him grateful.

At least his wife had no problems with food and could eat voraciously for the sake of their child.

"Darling," Call Aufa worried as her husband just stared at her in silence.

"Hmm?"

"Why?"

Abraham's head shook. "I'm just happy to be able to rasain what pregnant women rasain. I'm gonna learn a lot about this, honey."

"But it's torturous…"

"It will be more agonizing if I see you vomiting" said Abraham romantically as he rubbed his wife's tender cheek. "You have to eat a lot okay. For our son."

"You too. Must force eat! I don't want you getting sicker because of this. Yeah?"

Abraham nodded. He knew his wife was worried about his condition. But how else. It happened to him and he has to go.

"Yes. I'll try to make a meal for you."

Time is getting late. All the food that had been lined up neatly had run out. Yes, the food made by them is gone. Everyone was eating so well and felt so close to family.

"Darling, tonight I slept with Mela well. Can?'" Aufa asked by looking at her husband so slowly.

Abraham, who was sitting beside him, looked. Head nodded. Two understand so well that his wife must miss his best friend.

"Just tonight. Okay?"

Aufa nodded with a smile. He's very very happy. Happy because her husband really allows her.

"Don't you think, honey?"

"Yes. You can sleep with Mela but only tonight!"

Finally, the two friends are angry. Yes Aufa just wants to repeat their memories. Memories where they always sleep together, tell the same story late at night and tell all their complaints.

The friendship that is so close makes both of them no longer covered. Both Aufa and Mela were open to each other. Whatever problem the two will tell. Yeah, except for yesterday's problem. The marriage of Aufa and Abraham.

"Let's go to sleep!" Almeera asked her daughter-in-law.

"Yes, Mom."

Everyone finally entered the house. All barbeque food and tools have been cleaned assisted by the waiter. Mela and Aufa walked together towards the room for guests.

"If there is anything call me yes, dear," said Abraham carrying his wife to the door of the guest room.

Aufa nodded. He hugged Abraham tightly when Mela had already entered the guest room.

"Don't be naughty tonight. Don't miss me. Only tonight do I sleep here" said Aufa quietly.

Abraham chuckled softly. He returned his wife's embrace tightly. A hug that was so tight and as if both of them did not want to be released.

"Udah, Honey. Come on!" Aufa patted Abraham's arm which made the man half unwilling to let go of his embrace. "Good sleep my most handsome husband. I love you!"

After saying that Aufa kissed Abraham's lips. Both kissed so sweetly. As if there were no more tomorrow for the two to meet and make out with each other.

"Emmm Honey!" Aufa took off her kiss.

She smiled and then wiped away the drool on her husband's lips.

"Let's go to the room. Huh!"

"Still hug you!" Whine Abraham with spoiled.

Aufa laughs. His head shook and pointed towards the stairs.

"Yes yes, my dear. Yehudah I went to my room!"

Aufa nodded. He waved his hand so affectionately then gave a long-distance kiss.

"Bye, hon. I love you!" Aufa said before she entered the guest room and immediately got a fold of her hand and a piggy bank by Mela.

"Whose bucin is this hmm? You or Abraham?" Ask the curious Mela.

Aufa laughed without shame. But what his best friend said was true. The bucin between the two was already beyond help.

The taste of bucini is both inherent between Aufa and Abraham. Both are not even shy about showing their love in front of family and friends.

"We're both!"

Mela shakes. He sat down next to his best friend and held his hand.

"How did you fall in love with a man you never knew, Fa?"

Aufa placed the guest chair cushion on her stomach. He leaned his back on the sofa while looking ahead. It was as if his memories were twisting what happened that got them to this point.

A point that neither of them had imagined for a long time. A point that never existed in their minds. To love one another, to accept even a child among them.

If you remember how they used to hate each other. If you remember how they met and got angry with each other. This point is like it never will be.

"With time, Mel!" Answer Aufa firmly. "Because we're used to being together, love comes between us."

Aufa looked at her best friend slowly. He nodded his head as Mela looked in disbelief.

"I don't know what's for sure either but my love and he feels so real now. Maybe if you look at the meeting between me and Abraham. I thought I'd end up being a widow."

Aufa. He adjusts his breathing when he feels tight with his sitting position. "I also thought of finding a way to escape Abraham. How can I divorce her."

"But it turns out that God's plan is more beautiful than mine."

"Yes," Sahut Mela nodded. "It turns out your love story ended beautifully and you were found with the right guy!"

"Man of responsibility, it's handsome, sweet, rich is a complete package!" Mela said as she placed her hands on her face as if imagining Abraham's face up close.

"Aww!" Melekik rubbed his head that hurt because of Aufa's punch. "Kok was hit anyway?"

"Let's not be naughty shadow my husband!"

Mela chuckled softly. What his best friend said is true. He imagined the figure of Abraham was really so real.

Honestly, if he becomes Aufa. He also did not refuse to be married by a handsome man, sweet and sexy. The man with all also a perfect face sculpture.

"Don't shadow my husband!" Aufa's grunts made Mela laugh.

"I just laughed, Fa. I just didn't think you were bucin. I am still alone!"

Mela rubbed her chest with a parched expression.

"I'm still single." Aufa laughs.

He approached his best friend and rubbed his head.

"Aufa do'ain hope you get a mate soon Okay. Meet your soul mate here. In New York!"

Mela's eyes widened. He hit his best friend's arm and swerved.

"You're telling me to get a guy here so that's how you do it?" Mela snorted in annoyance. "The lecture is not finished. Cook it must get done here. Go home dong me later or not LDR an. Ah don't want to!"

"That's your thesis. So gakpapa!"

Mela shakes. "May my soul mate be Indonesian. I don't want a bule. Lots of waves and sleep here! No no no!"

"Not all bule hey!"

"But every bule must have been!"

Aufa. "No, Mel!"

"Yes, Fa!"

"No!"

"Yes, Fa!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Judek. Let's go to bed already night!" Said Aufa turning their conversation. "Pregnant mothers can't sleep at night."

Mela pulls Aufa's hand. "Let's go to the bathroom first."

"Ih out of the conversation" said Aufa.

"Belvin. Let's sleep! Later Abraham came and was angry with me for letting his wife sleep too late. It could be dangerous!"

Aufa just laughed at the behavior of his best friend. However, what Mela said could be true.

Her husband could get angry from watching her sleep too late. She remembers her husband's advice to take care of her and their child's health.

"Okay we sleep. I'll change clothes first!" Aufa said until she remembered something."Uh but I don't have clothes on, Mel!"

"Oww!" Aufa laughed broadly as Mela picked up something in her suitcase.

"Don't it always have been. Yours is mine and mine is yours."

Aufa laughs. However, he nodded at his best friend's words. "You were right and it happened except about Abraham."

Mela laughs. However, the woman gave her thumbs up quickly. What his best friend said is true. They could all but Abraham.

"Jaudah there is a spit. I'm also so sorry to know!"

~Connected