Reza just came out of the bathroom and was surprised to see Jesselyn who had woken up. "What are you doing, honey?" he scolded.

"Which shirt do you want to wear, Mas?" replied Jesselyn.

"Oh my gosh, honey. You're pregnant, you don't have to move much just yet. I can really prepare my own needs, even if there's something I can't do, I can also ask Bi Suti for help," explained Reza.

"Then you don't even have breakfast anymore if I don't prepare breakfast," said Jesselyn, half insinuating her husband's spoiled nature.

Reza grinned as he realized that. “Hehehe, anyway as long as you are pregnant, I will learn to be an independent husband. The important thing is, you have to be healthy, our baby-to-be must also be healthy, okay, honey!” Reza led Jesselyn to lie back on the bed. "Now you rest, okay? Remember what mom said and what the doctor said, you have to have bed rest to reduce the risks that we don't want, "he said again.

Jesselyn smiled, feeling honored to be treated in such a specia