Samsul smiled at seeing Anastasia play with the wedding band on his finger, and turned his head to look at his wife. "I love you as well, Anastasia." He said kindly as he looked bock down at their hands. He wanted to kiss her, but she was still sick, and he didn't want to risk the possibility of having him becoming sick as well. He was happy to hear that Millie was doing her job well by keeping her there in her bed, as well as going to the kitchen to ask Eric to cook for them. Millie was always good help, and as time passed on, he didn't really mind having her speak about him and Anastasia having children. He had even been convincing Anastasia to try. He wasn't sure when the nurse would be arriving, but he hoped that he wouldn't be forced out of the room like when Millie and Arabella were in the room as well.