Anastasia laughed a little when Samsul decided to come with her. She held his hand as they walked back to their room. She was glad for the slow pace he walked at, it was a lot harder to match his pace now. When they reached the room, she kissed him before climbing onto the bed. She curled up, placing one of her many pillows under her back. She smiled at Samsul and patted the spot next to her and grinned, "Come sit," she placed her hands on her stomach and smirked, "You should read to them."