Chapter 5 Special

The conversation between the women was still disturbing Feby's mind. Even when she returned home.

She didn't. Ares was not among the men the socialites were talking about. Her husband was different because it had been proven by being willing to engage in marriage even though it was hidden. That was what Feby was trying to instill in her mind now.

Until the ringing of the cell phone managed to break her reverie in a matter of seconds.

"Hello, baby!" greeted Feby with a bright smile. Instantly Ares' handsome face was able to hypnotize her insecurity.

[Feby] "I'm sorry, sweetheart. We didn't get to meet again. Last night my children whined about wanting to read a fairy tale. How could I refuse, right?"]

Feby nodded. Trying to understand even though she was currently at war with her own heart.

"I understand. After all, if we meet, the risk is great, but ... next time don't tell Angga to come."

[Yes, I'm sorry. I'm afraid your mood will worsen because you're pregnant. That's why I told him to give you the necklace. Do you like it?"]

"Like it," Feby replied quickly even though she only glanced at it because she was still annoyed at heart.

After that, their conversation just stopped. It has become a common thing because the time is not possible. Is Feby hurt? Don't ask again. This is the risk that must be felt for daring to become a mistress.

***

The belly is getting bigger. Feby's pregnancy has entered the age of eight months. Until now, she and her husband still haven't met. Even so, the flow of funds received is always pouring in. So she didn't think too much about the unfortunate fate that had hit her heart like the previous time.

"Her husband hasn't come home yet, Mom?"

Feby, who was lying on the examination bed, showed her horse grin. "He was here last week, Doc. Only now he's back at work again."

The doctor nodded slowly after capturing the best photo of the fetus in Feby's womb. "I understand. You have to be strong at heart and mentally when you're pregnant like this. It's possible that her husband might not be able to accompany her until she gives birth. The problem is that there are relatives who have husbands as state servants who are also like you."

It was the mother who coughed after hearing the sentence from the doctor just now. While Feby immediately raised her eyes as an expression of protest.

"State servant huh?" Her mother even repeated the two words just now while shaking her head.

Since the doctor had returned to his desk, it was now only Feby and the woman who gave birth to her in the examination room.

"What? How could I talk about Ares in front of people, Mom? His career could be ruined," hissed Feby who was getting annoyed.

"What did you say your husband does, heh? Police or army? You're good at making things up."

"I'm not making it up," snapped Feby who had stood up from her lying position earlier. "My husband does work for the country too. So whatever the doctor wants to conclude."

"Yes, yes. Whatever you want." Her mother no longer wanted to argue.

This time, the two women of different ages looked united when they were at the baby supply store. For a moment, they forgot the cold war between them because they were too busy shopping.

It was only natural. Especially because this is a sweet moment to welcome the birth of the first grandchild for his mother too. Even Zaki also became very enthusiastic.

"The stroller has already been bought, Zak. Did you forget?" his mother reprimanded.

Feby's younger brother then chuckled. "This one is cute, Mom. Look, it can be used until Feby's son is six months old. Multifunctional tablets. Changing diapers is also okay here."

"Already. Just take it," broke up Feby who did not object even though the nominal price seemed quite expensive to the mother.

All the necessities to welcome the birth of the child were considered complete. The three people left after two hours of wandering around.

Feby, who felt exhausted, immediately picked up her phone to call a masseuse. However, this intention was stopped when she saw an incoming message from the flat object.

[I'm staying for two days for you. Get ready.]

Feby was so happy that she clapped her hands like a child. Making her mother and sister gape in astonishment.

"It must be because of Mas Ares, right? Let me guess, he wants to come here, right?"

Feby did not answer. The woman just chuckled while typing a reply to the message just now. After that, she immediately went to the salon. Preparing herself as best as possible to welcome her husband's arrival.

Unmitigated. Feby chose a special bridal package to pamper herself. Moreover, she must admit that pregnancy hormones also support the desire to make out with her husband.

The night came. As usual. Feby will wait for her man in the hotel room. Because she had not seen him for a long time, she was overwhelmed by nervousness. Moreover, the longing that she endured with difficulty would be paid off soon.

"Hi!" greeted Ares with a smile and a handsome face that was already in front of Feby's eyes.

It really feels like a dream. After almost three months they hadn't met in person, this time the person she loved stood tall in front of her. Feby even placed her right palm to gently caress the man's cheek.

"I thought you weren't coming," whined Feby, who quickly threw herself into her husband's arms. She giggled when she realized the pot belly that was blocking their embrace now.

"You're getting prettier, darling. Even though you're pregnant," whispered Ares who had just landed his ass on the bed. He then rolled up his shirt sleeves and gently grabbed Feby's legs.

Feby smiled in embarrassment. The resentment that had been pent up suddenly flew out of nowhere. It turned into a pile of love and affection that flowed along with the sweetness of Ares' current treatment.

The husband was even willing to massage her slightly swollen feet. Clearly, she felt special and had banished any negative thoughts about bad men out there.

"I miss you."

"I'm here, Baby."

It wasn't just Ares who was seduced by Feby's charms. It was also the other way around. As a woman thirsty for praise and gentle treatment, it was clear her husband had given her what she wanted.

Again. Feby was lulled by the mature man. Even momentarily forgetting who her status was now.

"Baby," Feby whined after their heated battle.

"Yes, sweetheart. You're getting hotter," Ares chuckled after a satisfied growl. "You're so smart."

"I will give my best to you of mine."

Feby gave him a mischievous grin. It didn't matter if she was tired. She was about to offer herself again. However, the sound of a cell phone screaming captured their attention.

Ares' face, which had been filled with passion, suddenly tensed after seeing the caller's name. The man hurriedly cleared his throat and straightened up.

"Who is it?" asked Feby, who immediately winced.

"Widya."